Pinkie Apple Pie My Little Pony Novels & Stories

No longer wanting to be the third wheel, she slapped her father's pants and pulled him away from her with a nagging look. "Daddy, mommy won't let me eat the cupcake, she said only Grayson can have it, it is not fair!" She pouted once more as she looked up to her father. She was holding on the leg part of his pants while shaking him continuously in a begging mode. Her big eyes got even bigger when she stared up at him with glassy eyes. "Please daddy, I want the cupcake." She begged with her sweet high pitched voice. That damn look.

Indy’s mom never let her out after dusk and Rea was always busy with babysitting her brother, so it was just the two of us. “Sure! That’d be great. Now I have to start thinking of snacks that start with letter A.” He swung his backpack around his shoulder and stood up, offering his hand. “You could make your legendary apple pie.” “Right,” I took his hand and stood up. “Because the last time I did you completely ignored Avengers and ate it,” sarcasm dripped off every word. He smiled, nodding at the memory. People were starting to arrive and some tried unsuccessfully to hold their laughter when they saw me.

Madison wants to share with someone. "I'll share with you, sweetheart," I tell her. She smiles. That real smile. The one that makes her whole face light up. The pie arrives. Three slices. All enormous. Tony's doesn't do small portions. The children dig in. Alexander gets chocolate on his nose somehow. Ethan eats his ice cream first, then the pie. Madison takes tiny bites of the pecan pie we're sharing. Kyle watches them. His chin resting on his hand. "What?" I ask.

I see a great smile stretch over his face. For someone missing a fang, he sure does smile often. I think I was impressed. He is confident- more than me. It's like he forgets it's missing altogether. I feel envious of him. If only I could do the same. “You should feel better soon enough.” “Huh?” Pendrick looks confused, but I don't pay him mind. My hands are going for the plate. I decided to go with a pink macaroon first. It looks the most promising. And I’m about to pop it into my mouth before I stop as I notice him. Pendrick is watching me.

His bitmoji came up in chat, typing, stopped, then blinked again. “Busy. Can’t talk much right now.” I chewed on my lip, “Busy doing what?” I asked before I could stop myself. The reply came quicker this time. “Business. You wouldn’t understand.” “I can understand if you explain,” I typed. “It’s fine,” I sent back. “I just wanted to check on you.” No dots appeared for a long time. Then, “Eve… don’t overthink. I’ll text you when I can.” I stared at the screen long after his bitmoji disappeared, my lips curving into a small smile. He would text me. That had to mean something, right?

“Your big stupid horse scares Applejack, and he gets spooked –“ “It’s not my fault that Applejack’s a coward,” Vivi returns, turning her ire on Niall’s sweet pony now. “He’s not!” Niall bites out, stroking Applejack’s mane. “He just has good sense and knows he’s small and can’t win against your big fat bully-horse!”

Sadie teased, tickling her side until Sasha squealed. I trailed behind, shaking my head with a smile. “Careful, Counselor. You’ll spoil her more than Misha does.” “Impossible.” Sadie straightened, balancing Sasha easily on her hip. “That man gives her anything she so much as looks at. Last week he bought a pony plush the size of my couch because she pointed at it in a store window.” Sasha giggled. “It’s Sparkle.” “Of course it is,” Sadie said, kissing her cheek.

I shoot him a smirk as he enthusiastically grabbed another apron, before I burst out laughing my head off at the sight. "What?" he asks, sounding even annoyed but not in a rude way as a playful smirk danced on his lips. "Pink, really?" He wore a hot pink apron with polkadots and strawberry patterns all over it. To top it off, it also had a little naked, chubby baby printed on the bottom half of it, making me giggle. He shrugs and smiles, the scene creating a spark I never thought was there. We spent the next hour with Hunter learning how to make the apple pie recipe. He nods his head from time to time as I show him the step-by-step process when he raised his finger like he had the most brill

Such a simple pleasure, and yet it means so much to my sweet Violet. She skips out to the car when I tell her it’s time to go. Her cheeks are flushed and her smile is bright. “I’m so looking forward to this,” she tells me as she buckles herself in. “So, what’s on the Violet menu for this evening? Burger, fries, milkshake? How about some of those chicken nuggets on the side?” She nods. “And an apple pie, too? Please can we have an apple pie?” “We can have whatever you want, sweetheart. Ten apple pies if you like.”

she said eating it herself with crunchy sounds. It was was pink in colour and was the size of golf balls; except it was like pink golfballs. She took a handful from Mahali and ate it. “It tastes like apple but it’s much sweeter,” Lillian announced. Lillian and Mahali had finished the handful between them and Lillian began to look longingly at those that Orbin was feeding the unicorns. The giant Orbin looked back at her and smiled, “Sorry I don’t think the duo would be willing to share.”