Pinkie approached the door and knocked. Twilight opened it. "Hey, Pinkie Pie. What's up?"

"Wanna hang out?" Pinkie asked. Twilight frowned.

"Sorry. I can't." She opened the door to reveal a similar scene to when The Cakes asked her to babysit. Spike was holding up papers and such. "It's worse than last time, too."

"Okay. see yeah later." She hopped away and tried to hide her sorrow. Twilight was the last friend Pinkie asked to hang out. No pony could hang out and that just made her feel sad and lonely. She knew her birthday and any other's were really far away, so it wasn't like last time. As she approached Sugarcube Corner, her hair deflated and straightened out. Her usual angry demeanor when she got like this was replaced with sorrow. As soon as she entered the sweet shop, she began to cry. She ran, not bounced, up the stairs and to her room. She cried for hours until the dusk began to show. Why wasn't anypony around? The Cakes were at a long delivery, Gummy was at Fluttershy's and the twins were downstairs, well knowing not to disturb her when she got like this. They were playing around when I came by.

"Hello?" I asked, poking my face into the shop through the double doors.

"Green," Pumpkin said, crawling towards me.

"Where's Pinkie?" She looked up at the ceiling. "What's that?" I heard crying from the second floor. "Stay here." They just sat back down. I walked up to the next floor. As I walked through the hall, the crying became softer. "Pinkie?"

"Green? Is that you?" Pinkie called through her sobs. I opened her door and found her crying into a pillow on her bed.

"What happened?" I entered the room. I walked up to the sad pony.

"My friends..can't hang out today..." She started to cry again.

"It's okay. I'll hang out with you." She smiled a little. "That's what I like to see. You know? I like your mane like that?"

"Really?"

"Yeah. But it's not just your mane. Your really pretty, Pinks." She smiled more, but her mane stayed the way it was. She was also blushing.

"There's something I want to say."

"Me too." We hesitated before saying what we did.

"I love you." We said in unison. We started to cry and she came over and kissed me on the lips. Joy couldn't even begin to describe the feeling I was feeling. I broke it for a moment.

"Please keep the mane flat. You look more beautiful." She just smiled before two familiar babies came into the room. The crawled over to us: Pound went to Pinkie and Pumpkin to me. Pumpkin came over with the tortuous toy in her hoofs. I picked her up.

"Look. It's Tank." The babies giggled and we laughed, too.