Pinkie Pie Family Novels & Stories

"Enough of this melodramatic shit. I wish you both all the happiness in the world. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Piper's perfect for you, we all love her. Now, let's eat." Jacob, the youngest of the Wrights, pulls the steaks off the grill, piling them high on the plate. The Cooper boys and the Wright brothers file back in the kitchen to hook up with the Fish, where they came up with their little gang name I'll never know, my girl loves her girls, and that's all that matters. Once again, we're all one big, fucking harmoniously, mismatched family.

Later, I find Pike. He’s in the school. The old armory. Drawing again. “What’s that?” I ask. “Us,” he says. Stick figures. Forty-three small ones. Four big ones. And one tiny one. “You, me, Alpha, Beta Cleric. And baby Lina.” “Family,” I say. “Family,” he agrees. “Are we going to war?” “Yes,” I say. I won’t lie to him. “But not you. You stay here. You learn. You keep the others safe.”

Man, this boy is going to be a heartbreaker when he grows up. “Yes, there is some leftover and I believe the fruit pie has peaches mixed in it. Right Zan?” Ma asked looking at me. I just smiled as I nodded yes and looked at Luke who was staring at his plate as poor Lilian turned bright red. “Yeah! Pie and my favorite. Peaches!” Luke said happily before winking at Lilian. Which resulted in him getting slapped upside-down head by Cheryl, while his dad and James’s laugh. Though poor Nathan just looked from his dad to his grandmother then to me.

she asked after a long silence, her eyes still fixed on the horizon. “Probably because Pops spoiled him. And Ma—being a mother—could never really say no to one of her youngest.” She turned her head toward Phillian. “One of the youngest?” “Yeah. Sacred, Sage, and Capri are the same age. They’re basically the babies of the family.” “What about your other siblings? I mean… what are they like?”

The kids' eyes widened as they took in the sight of the pink and blue cake, adorned with their names in bold, colourful letters. "Happy birthday, kids!" Chase exclaimed, setting the cake down on the picnic blanket. The kids cheered and clapped, and Moon, who was always the most enthusiastic, couldn't wait to dig in. She grabbed a fork and took a big bite of the cake, her eyes lighting up with delight. Sky and Star were a bit more casual about it, but they still smiled and thanked their dad for the cake. Ariel watched, feeling happy and grateful for this special day with her family.

The scent in the diner had my mouth watering, and I hadn't realized I'd been craving pie before we walked in here. A waitress stopped by our table and took our or-der. It was the same thing we always got when we came out, a slice of pie. Mom's jobs didn't pay a lot of money, and we couldn't afford to eat out with all the bills, but Mom could at least splurge to get us both a mug of hot chocolate and apple pie once every month. We'd turned it into something we did for fun as a family of two. I wasn't feeling it this month, but I wouldn't say no to ap-ple pie.