“Derpy? Derpy, where are you?” Carrot Top cried out at the top of her lungs. The carrot farmer peered high in the sky for any sign of ditzy flying or a mailmare dive bombing to the ground, as per usual of Derpy’s way of landing.

“Right here!” Derpy said directly behind Carrot Top, causing the other mare to squeal in surprise.

“Derpy, good heavens, where have you been all day?” Carrot asked, glancing back and forth nervously to make sure no one had heard her.

“I’ve been helping out with the party!” Derpy exclaimed excitedly. “It’s Rainbow Dash’s birth-iversary and I was making sure it was gonna be awesome!”

“Wait, they actually let you put up party decorations?” Carrot asked. Her eyes fretfully shifted to the surrounding area, fear shrinking her pupils.

“Ah, don’t worry, Carrot Top, I’m not that much of a clutz,” Derpy assured her with a bright grin.

“Says the mare who managed to destroy half of city hall with her bottom!” Carrot reminded her.

Derpy looked over her shoulder at her bubbly rump. “Is my bottom too big then?”

Carrot blushed and turned her eyes away. “No, uh… just forget it. I’m just worried about you, and what exactly you helped with.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry, Carrot! What I did was super duper easy!” An explosion could be heard in the background, where smoke was seen rising somewhere far off in the distance near the earlier explosion. The screaming of startled ponies and the frantic actions of others trying to put the blaze out soon followed this. “Ooh, that must be the muffins I made!”

“Derpy, you need to actually keep on eye on your muffins so your oven doesn’t explode!” Carrot groaned.

Derpy put a hoof to her chin and stared at Carrot Top with her usual mismatched, confused gaze. “But I was watching them, until you called me over here.”

“I—erm… forget it,” Carrot conceded. “Can you just promise to not get into anymore trouble? I have a carrot cake to get finished, and I don’t really have the time to keep my eye on you.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you!” Derpy’s lazy eye shifted to the right slightly as she giggled and saluted. “See?”

“Unfortunately, yes,” Carrot said, already making her leave while slowly shaking her head. “I’ll get you some carrot cake when I get back. Just… try not to destroy the town in five minutes.”

Derpy waved goodbye to Carrot Top for approximately five minutes before she recalled she still had one important job to do for the party. Receive a vital shipment of party balloons from the party shop and distribute them accordingly to the carefully selected spots that they are crucially needed throughout the town. It was up to her, solely and completely her, to make sure these balloons were delivered to their designated locations.

Before she could do that, however, her attention was hijacked by the appealing visual of a chocolate fountain that totally enticed her focus in an instant. Without even thinking she floated on a wind of seduction mixed with gluttony to the fountain of chocolatey delight.

“Choooooocolate,” Derpy sighed through a mouth practically pouring like an open tab of saliva. Her tongue was practically leaping from her mouth to dive right into that tastebud paradise.

She stopped herself at the last minute, however, rubbing the back of her head. “Oh wait, I think I had something to do right now. But what was it?” Humming under her breath and going through her mind what could possibly be so important that she’d consider not eating chocolate over it, she came up null and shrugged. “Eh, I probably would’ve remembered it if I really needed to.”

With no other temptation other than that wonderful chocolate waterfall before her, Derpy engulfed her entire mouth into the fountain. Right away her mind was sent in a chocolate induced nirvana that sent her brain into a tizzy and all her emotions bright and sunny like she was flying through a field of sunflowers. Chocolate flavored sunflowers, that is.

Meanwhile, as Derpy consumed her chocolatey treat, at the Ponyville party shop the store attendant continued to fill up dozens of balloons with helium, having been told earlier that day to stop when the pegasus mare would pick the balloons up.

Withdrawing her head from the fountain with a satisfied sigh. Glancing left and right with chocolate completely covering her mouth, Derpy let out a satisfied squee as she licked all the chocolate off.

At the same time of this adorable turn of events, the party shop was slowly being carried away, descending into the sky as the abnormally high amount of helium balloons began to fill the interior and lift the entire shop off its foundations. Before too long the shop was floating on the wind, lazily drifting through the clouds.

Licking all the remaining chocolate from her lips in one huge lick, Derpy prepared herself for another go and went two-fold into the barrage of the sugary onslaught. She didn’t bother to hold her breath, because all she could think and do was eat chocolate, inhale chocolate, taste chocolate, drink chocolate, indulge to her delight and even further in chocolate, and even be chocolate. The fountain and her had reached a mutual existence of pony and chocolate, integrated as one and in balance with the entire universe as the two of them reached a state of being few living creatures in this world or any other has ever experienced before.

On the other side of town, the party shop owner was in a bit of trouble. Chiefly, his shop floating lower to the ground and threatening to crash into any number of the numerous buildings in Ponyville. To prevent such a travesty, he began dumping party supplies at a frantic pace to keep his shop fixated in the air. Horns, whistles, streamers, silly string, silly hats, masks, rubber chickens, ridiculously sized shoes, mustaches, and many more whacky products made specifically for a pony’s partying needs rained from the sky over the unknowing heads of the Ponyville citizens.

Finally, after filling her belly and then some with every last drop the chocolate fountain could produce, Derpy fell to the ground as she contently hugged her bulging stomach. She had never before felt so satisfied to be filled with such a creamy filling before. She could hardly move, instead riding as much as she could on that chocolate high that made the back of her brain tingle slightly, which was probably the first signs of a sugar rush.

As this was going on, Ponyville was in an uproar as party supplies hailed from the skies to wreak havoc on the unsuspecting townsponies. What had once been considered joyous and fun, the party objects that hit their heads or smacked into their bodies only resulted in pain, tears, and shouts of the partyliptic apocalypse ending the world. Streamers tangled with fleeing ponies’ legs and caused them to trip and trample over one another. Party hats resulted in poked out eyes, while silly string ruined perfectly done manes into string-ridden hair-dos. Ponies cowered in fear as a storm of rubber chickens fell upon their heads and caused many an injury and slapstick comedic sound effect. The fillies and colts, however, seemed content to frolic in the mustaches aplenty falling from the sky.

Carrot Top walked with her mouth agape, staring off as complete chaos and destruction with tasteful party decor ravaged throughout the town. Finding Derpy on the ground next to an empty chocolate fountain licked completely clean, her jaw felt like it’d unhinge from her face.

“Derpy… what in blaze’s happened?” she asked, pointing with a frantic hoof at the mounting property damage befalling the town.

Burping a chocolate aroma right into Carrot’s face, Derpy weakly looked up at what was going on in the town. “Hey, what’s happening? Did the party start early?”

“Ponyville is in complete chaos, and I only left you for five minutes!” Carrot said. “What exactly did you do?”

Derpy licked her lips once more, laying out on the ground as she patted her huge belly. “I ate some chocolate.”

“Chocolate?”

“Yeah, I just said that. Did you not hear me?” Derpy giggled, slapping her stomach like it was conga drums. “Sometimes I think your hearing is worse than my eyesight sometimes.”

Carrot Top’s right eye twitched slightly as a pony on fire ran past behind her to jump in the nearby water fountain.

“Oh, did you bring me some carrot cake?” Derpy asked, holding out her outstretch hooves that barely made it past her bulging stomach.

“Derpy, you just drank from an entire chocolate fountain!” Carrot reminded her.

“And now I want carrot cake to wash it down,” Derpy pleaded, out of whack eyes swelling up as she pouted and continued to struggle to get up.

Sighing under her breath, Carrot tossed her a slice of cake, which Derpy began to nibble and lick the icing from right away. “Seriously, I swear, you sometimes put Pinkie to shame.” At that moment, the party’s shop emergency supply of whoopee cushions was thrown out the front door in a last ditch effort to save the shop from running into town hall. The loudest fart ever heard in the history of Ponyville soon followed after this, rocking some building to almost toppling over while many a pony was knocked off their feet.

“Eww, Carrot Top, that’s nasty!” Derpy giggled, taking another bite out of her carrot cake.

Carrot blushed considerably, opened her mouth to offer a rebuttal, then facehoofed. “Oh, what’s the point anymore?”