Quentin was walking thought the streets of Ponyville, having just left Rarity's place. He asked her to hold onto the outfit until later for him to pick up. Quentin was still humbled and surprised how considerate Rarity had been to him for making such a garment, and free of charge too.

"Man these Ponies...every moment they surprise me. Will they ever cease to amaze me?'' Quentin wondered as he walked.

At that moment, a grey, Pegasus pony had collided break neck speed into him from out of nowhere. The impact slid them both back a few feet on the ground and put the two equines both in a dazed, with Quentin having the wind knocked out of him. Along with a grey coat, the Pegasus had a flowing, blonde mane with a bang on her head and tail with yellow, walled eyes that were rolling round as she was in a daze. On her flanks were seven different shaped bubbles that acted as her cutie mark.

"Well I guess that answered my question,'' Quentin grumbled irritable to himself, as he snapped out of his daze.

"Um sorry. I just don't know what went wrong,'' the female Pegasus said as she got off of Quentin. "Are you ok?''

"Yeah, yeah I'm ok,'' Quentin muttered, still a bit annoyed by the collision. "What about you, you seemed to be in quite a hurry?'' Quentin began but froze as his eyes met hers.

The stallion stared into her yellow eyes which were crossed and not having a fixed gaze, the appearance surprised him to say the least. The best Quentin could describe her expression was...derpy.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you ok?'' the Pegasus asked, tilting her head. Quentin shook out of his stare and responded.

"O-oh naw I'm good. How about you uhhhh-'' Quentin said, not knowing her name.

"Oh I'm Derpy Hooves, Ponyville's mail mare!'' Derpy said happily.

It took all the strength Quentin had to not burst out laughing at the strange name. "Oh my God I SWEAR I was kidding about the whole 'derp' thing!'' Quentin laughed out loud in his mind.

"No but seriously,'' Quentin responded, giving the Pegasus an awkward smile.

Derpy looked at him, confused out of her mind, "Um, seriously?''

Quentin cocked an eyebrow as he examined Derpy, hoping to find the slightest of evidence that she was just joking about her name. However, the pony just stared at him perplexed and Quentin's face fell with a skeptical look on his face.

"Derpy Hooves...seriously?'' Quentin thought to himself.

Quentin did noticed that she had a saddled bag full mail, and some had scattered around them due to the impact.

"H-Hi there Derpy, I'm Quentin,'' Quentin greeted sheepishly.

Derpy blinked and tilted her head. "Quentin? What a strange name!'' she chimed.

Quentin was not amused. "And 'Derpy Hooves' isn't a strange name?'' the dreadlocked stallion thought annoyed. "So, you're a mail carrier?''

"Uh-huh, I was late for my rounds, that's why I was going so fast and I guess I wasn't looking where I was going. And now, all the mail is scattered everywhere,'' Derpy said wearily.

Quentin could see how somber Derpy was and he softened a bit.

"Hey look really, its ok. Don't worry about it,'' Quentin reassured, putting a hoof on her shoulder.

She looked at him with her sad, walled eyes.

"Hey, how about I help you pick these envelopes up, huh?'' Quentin gave Derpy a kind smile.

Derpy's face lit up instantly. "Really, you would really do that for me Quentin?'' Derpy asked.

"Of course, now let's get these mail picked up,'' Quentin smirked.

Derpy smiled and nodded and they proceeded to pick up the mail. As Quentin and Derpy gathered the mail, he actually had an enjoyable conversation with Derpy, even sharing a laugh every now and then.

"There and here's the last of it,'' Quentin declared though a bit muffled, a stack of mail in his mouth.

Quentin put the mail in Derpy's saddlebag. "Yep, all safe and sound. Thanks again Quentin,'' Derpy smiled gratefully.

"Just happy to help Derpy,'' the earth pony responded with a smile.

"I better get back to my rounds,'' Derpy said, as she flew up into the sky. She was about to sped off, but she turned back around to Quentin. "Hey, do you like muffins?''

"Muffins? Yeah sure, I guess,'' Quentin responded, a bit taken back by the question.

This made Derpy smile brightly and she flew back down in front of him, digging into one of her bags. "Here, you can have this, it's the least I can do for helping me,'' Derpy chimed and presented him with a muffin.

"Oh, well gee thanks Derpy,'' Quentin said gratefully, taking the muffin in his hoof. "What flavor is it?''

"It's blueberry, I made it myself!'' the mail mare said proudly.

Quentin inhaled the sweet aroma and licked his lips a little. Blueberry muffins were one of his favorite flavors. "Well it certainly smells great. That's really sweet of you Derpy,'' Quentin said kindly.

Derpy giggled, "No problem. Now I really need to head west.''

With that Derpy flew into the air and began to fly in the direction behind him. Quentin immediately saw something wrong and he called back to her. "Derpy wait!''

Derpy stopped to a halt and turned around. "Yeah Quentin?!'' Derpy called back.

"West is that way!'' Quentin called, pointing to the opposite direction.

Derpy scratched her head, a confused expression on her face. "West is...that way?'' she asked with no clue whatsoever.

Quentin sighed and shook head. "Yep, it's a-that way.''

Derpy scratched her head quizzically and beamed. "Right, I knew that!'' she chimed and flew off toward the direction Quentin pointed, albeit not too in an orderly fashion. "Thanks again Quentin!'' Derpy called back right before colliding with a wooden poll. Quentin winced as he saw the impact. Derpy's eyes rolled as dizzily and she shook from her daze.

"I'm ok!'' she called, still in a slight daze and flew off.

Quentin shook his head again, "Wow now THAT was an interesting pony,'' he muttered to himself before taking a bite out of the muffin. He smiled as he chewed the delicious treat.

"But she sure makes a mean muffin,'' the munching pony admitted, his mouth full.

Quentin finished the muffin as he walked through town. He smiled and looked around at the sights and sounds of ponies going about their day, Quentin even just noticed a mountain that was visible but a ways east of Ponyville. Quentin winced at the mountain for he was certain that he could see an outline of something massive jutting out high about of the mountain side. Though strange, Quentin just shrugged it off and proceeded with his walk. Quentin then froze when he saw a familiar pink pony bouncing happily up and down as she headed towards an unknown destination. The stallion grinned as he called her name. "Hey Pinkie Pie!''

Quentin trotted and caught up with the bubbly pony. Pinkie turned and smiled.

"Hey Quentin. What's up?'' Pinkie greeted happily.

"Oh not much, I figured I give myself a little tour of the town. You know, to get myself more familiar with this place,'' Quentin replied.

"Oh really, how's that going. I know Ponyville has some super fun and great places!'' Pinkie said excitedly, bouncing all around her friend.

Quentin could only smirk at the display. He was still blown away at how much energy Pinkie had, like she had just eating five bags of sugar and drank ten cups of soda.

"Pinkie, do you EVER stop smiling?'' Quentin laughed.

Pinkie shook her head, ''Me...Not smiling? No way. Smiles just puts you in an ultra, special, giggly mood. Why wouldn't you like to smile?'' Pinkie asked.

Quentin chuckled, he actually adored Pinkie's positive, upbeat attitude. She was sunny. "So Pinkie, what are you into right now?'' he asked as they started to walk.

"Just making an order for more flower for the bakery, you can't make cakes and pies without them you know!'' Pinkie responded.

What Pinkie just said just put a thought in his head. "Oh that reminds me, thanks again for the lunch yesterday Pinkie and for that awesome party, even though it really wasn't necessary,'' Quentin said chuckling a bit towards the end.

"Hey it's the least I could do for helping to stop that meanie chimera yesterday,'' Pinkie chimed.

"Again with the chimera. All these thanks are starting to get a little embarrassing,'' Quentin thought to himself.

"Anyway, I'm heading back to Sugarcube Corner to get back to work,'' Pinkie continued.

The stallion grinned, cocking an eyebrow. "Boy, you really like working at that place do you?''

Pinkie looked at him and beamed. "Are you loco in the noco Quentin? I love working at Sugarcube Corner. It's my dream job. Nothing beats baking cakes and all other goodies all day long. And Mr. and Mrs. Cake were even kind enough to let me rent their loft to let me live there!''

Pinkie's large blue eyes shined as she told Quentin about her passion. He smiled as Pinkie continued her rant about that bakery.

"Hey Quentin, would you like to come with me? Maybe I can show you what I do there, maybe you can even bake a few things?!'' Pinkie asked excitedly. "Please say yes, please say yes, PLEASE SAY YES!'' Pinkie exclaimed as she grabbed Quentin by the shoulders and brought him to where their muzzles were touching.

Quentin gave her an awkward look and looked round to see if anyone else were seeing the display. However, the other ponies simply went on their way, probably because they were used to Pinkie's antics already.

"Uhhh...ok?'' Quentin answered uncertainly.

"Great! Let's get going, we've got some orders to fill!'' Pinkie exclaimed happily and she grabbed her friend and sped off towards the bakery.

"Man this girl is crazy!'' Quentin thought.

They made it to Sugarcube Corner and Pinkie led Quentin into the back door of the store. Instantly his nostrils were hit with a blast of sweet aromas of the sweets and baked goods that were being made for customers. As they walked into the kitchen, the two saw the two ponies that operated the bakery working. Mr. Cake was a yellow earth pony that was much ganglier than regular ponies. He had an orange mane and tail and had three frosted covered brownie on his flank that was his cutie mark. He also had a protruding lower jaw and wore a white apron, an orange and white striped tie, and a matching cap on his head.

Mrs. Cake was a baby blue pony who was shorter and rounder in contrast to her husband. She had her mane and tail was pink with her mane in the style that resembled a swirled, strawberry ice cream on a cone. Her cutie mark was that of three cupcakes with pink frosting and a cheery on top. She wore a pink and yellow, feminine apron and a pair of round pink earrings on her ears.

"Hiya Mr. and Mrs. Cake!'' Pinkie greeted her two bosses and landlords. Mr. and Mrs. Cake turned to her and smiled.

"Oh Pinkie, great your back,'' Mr. Cake said in a relieved tone. "And it's a good thing too, we're extra busy today.''

"Who's your friend dear?'' Mrs. Cake asked in a sweet, motherly tone.

"Oh yeah, Mr. and Mrs. C, I like you to meet my good friend, Quentin!'' Pinkie introduced Quentin, putting an arm around his shoulders.

"Hi there sir and ma'am," Quentin smiled politely.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Quentin,'' Mr. Cake said, putting a batch of cupcakes in the oven.

"Likewise dear, but I wish we could've have the introductions on a more, flexible day,'' Mrs. Cake added, mixing a bowl of batter.

"Yes honey bun, we have a very big order to fill for a party this afternoon and we are VERY shorthanded,'' Mr. Cake added, getting some ingredients from the refrigerator.

Pinkie beamed. "Well we're in luck, Quentin offered to help us out a bit. He can be a volunteer!'' Pinkie announced happily.

Mr. and Mrs. Cake stopped what they were doing and smiled happily. "Really, would you really be so kind as to help us Quentin?'' Mrs. Cake asked.

The brown stallion smiled and nodded. "Yes ma'am, if I there's anything I could do?''

"This is fantastic, with another set of hooves, we might just make the order on time!'' Mr. Cake said hopefully to his wife.

Mrs. Cake nodded. ''Do you have any experience in baking dear?'' she asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Cake, I've helped my aunt baked things plenty of times before,'' Quentin answered, remembering the times how he and his aunt would bake cakes and pies.

Mr. and Mrs. Cake smiled approvingly. "Great, you have the job. Pinkie, we trust you can show Quentin the ropes?'' Mr. Cake asked.

"You can count on me Mr. Cake, by the time we're done, Quentin will be a natural!''

Mr. and Mrs. Cake smiled. "Well we're going to head on to the Town Hall where the catering will take place to get an early start up. Can you meet us there with the orders?'' Mrs. Cake asked.

Pinkie Pie nodded as she made a salute, a serious look on her face, ''Will do. Operation Tall Order is a go!''

The two bosses smiled at Pinkie's remark and left the kitchen to tend to their important needs but not without giving Pinkie a list of goods that need to be baked and Pinkie took charge.

"Alright, let's get to it!'' Pinkie said excitedly.

Quentin nodded, "Right just tell me what to WHA!'' he suddenly let out with a jump. Quentin had suddenly felt something moist and soft clamp to his back right leg. He look over to see a small green alligator big purple eyes his jaw around his leg. Quentin let out a scream as he bucked to get it off him. It worked as the alligator flew into the air.

"GUMMY!'' Pinkie exclaimed as she ran and effortlessly caught the little reptile. "Are you ok Gummy?'' Pinkie cooed the alligator.

It said nothing, just averted its eyes and clamped down on the tip of Pinkie's mane. Quentin just looked at Pinkie like she was crazy.

"Of course you are my little Gummy Wummy!'' Pinkie baby talked and trotted over to the shocked, gawking stallion.

"Quentin, I like you to meet my pet, Gummy!'' Pinkie said. Quentin just looked at the critter. "Pinkie your pet is a...alligator?'' Quentin asked, scrunching up his face.

Pinkie nodded. "Yup, he's my little Gummy. He tends to bite everything and everypony as you can see. But it does no harm, cuz he's toothless!''

Quentin winced as he took a closer look and sure enough, he could see nothing but pink gums in the alligator's mouth.

"A toothless alligator, now I've seen everything,'' Quentin muttered to himself.

"I'm sorry if Gummy started you,'' Pinkie said, giving the stallion an apologetic expression.

Quentin grinned. "Nah it's all good Pinkie. I'm sorry for flinging you into the air little guy, 'he said to the little alligator.

Again it said nothing and it leaped from Pinkie's mane and bit painlessly on Quentin's muzzle. Pinkie bounced happily up and down. "Aw he likes you!''

The two shared a laugh and Pinkie got Gummy off her friend. "Sorry we can't play right now Gummy, but we have a really big order to fill. I'll play with you later on ok?'' Pinkie said to her pet.

Gummy just looked blankly into space and walked away.

''Now how about we get started?''

Quentin nodded. "Yeah, let's do this.''

"Let's see, now what's on the list?'' Pinkie said as she skimmed through the paper. "Wow, this IS a big order. Twenty-five, strawberry short cakes, two hundred cupcakes, three dozen apple dumplings, and at least fifty funnel cakes all for the party at two o clock today.''

Quentin jaw dropped at what he had just heard. "Twenty-five...two hundred...three dozen...'' he stammered. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea?'' Quentin thought uncertainly.

Suddenly, Pinkie laughed out loud. "That's it?! We can finish this no problem!''

Quentin gawked at the pony. "Are you kidding me?! That's almost three hundred items to make!''

Pinkie just brushed it off with a smile. "Aw that's not so bad, especially if we enjoy it!''

Quentin blinked confusingly, "Enjoy it?'' he repeated, trying to make sense of what Pinkie had just said.

Pinkie smiled and nodded. "Yup, if we just enjoy being in each other's company, then it'll be easy peasy, pudding in the freezie.''

"Pudding in the freezie?'' Quentin began, but let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "Pinkie I swear,'' He began.

Pinkie tilted her head and gave Quentin a puzzled look. "You swear what Quentin?''

The dreadlocked earth pony smiled and shook his head. "It's nothing, don't worry about it Pinkie. If you think we can do it, then so do I.''

This put a wide smile on her face. "Well what are we waiting for? Let's do this thing!'' Quentin grinned and nodded and they both went to work.

"Okie dokie. Quentin, do you know how to mix and beat cake batter?'' Pinkie asked.

Quentin smirked. "Are you kidding? Easy peasy, one two threesy.''

Pinkie smirked and giggled. "Good one, then you'll do that and put the cakes and cupcakes in and out of the oven.'' Quentin nodded in understanding.

As Pinkie and Quentin worked on the orders, they conversed happily with laughs every now and again. After mixing a bowl of cake batter, Quentin poured some in two cupcake pans, each with twelve holders and put them in the oven.

"Well there's twenty-four cupcakes in,'' Quentin announced.

"Great, now let's set the timer for twenty-five minutes,'' Pinkie said, and took an egg timer and set it at that time.

This should take no time!'' she added.

"I hope so,'' Quentin responded, looking at the recipe book for the cakes. Twenty-five minutes later, the egg timer rung and he took out the cupcakes. Quentin put vanilla frosting and sprinkles on each of them and put them in white boxes. Pinkie came over to observe his work and grinned.

"Wow Quentin, your cupcakes look good. You are a natural.''

Quentin gave a cool smirk and whipped a dreadlock bang out of his face. "Thanks, I try,'' he said with playful arrogance.

Pinkie licked her lips. "And I say you succeeded. Those cupcakes look good enough to eat. But if I do that then the ponies who ordered them won't have what they ordered. And they would never want to do business with us ever again, and we DEFINATELY don't want that do we?''

Quentin laughed and put in another twenty four cupcakes in the oven. As he mixed the batter, Quentin glanced over his shoulder and saw Pinkie going over to the pantry and took out a whole chocolate cake. He watched as she ate the cake whole in one bite. Quentin looked at her, shocked with what he just saw. "Um Pinkie?'' Quentin asked a bit uncertainly.

"Yeah Quentin?'' Pinkie answered.

"Was that one of the orders you just ate?''

Pinkie looked at him blankly and then started laughing. "Of course not silly willy. This was one of the cakes I made for myself yesterday."

"And it's ok with your bosses that you can do that?'' Quentin asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Pinkie nodded. "Yeppity yep yep! Since I can't eat the things we put out for the customers, I just bake things for myself to eat later on and let me tell you, IT'S GOOD! Plus if I don't eat them they'll go stale and who wants to eat stale cake? I know I wouldn't yuck!''

Quentin let out a laugh as Pinkie Pie chomped down another one of her cakes in one bite. ''Seriously in an animated world like this, Pinkie Pie's a cartoon within a cartoon,'' Quentin thought to himself.

Quentin and Pinkie Pie resumed their task. After Quentin put a cake in the oven and set the timer, Pinkie Pie came over to him.

"So how are you liking Ponyville so far Quentin?'' The pink pony asked with a calm smile.

Quentin looked at her and responded with a soft smile of his own, ''To tell you the truth Pinkie, this world gets more interesting each minute that I'm here. I've definitely haven't been to a place like it.''

Pinkie Pie said with a happy bounce, ''I'm so glad you like it! Ponyville is the best lace I've ever lived, it's impossible not to like it here!'' But then Pinkie Pie looked at the stallion with a saddened expression.

"But still, I'm really sorry we didn't find a way to get you back home.''

The comment took Quentin by surprise. He stared at his pink friend for a moment or two before smiling kindly, ''It's ok Pinkie really. True that I was hoping to find a way back to my world and I was really disappointed that I didn't find anything but like I said before, I want to help you all out at least until your princesses have returned.''

"But who knows how long that could take? I don't want you to be sad for that amount of time,'' Pinkie Pie challenged, her sad expression never leaving.

Quentin merely chuckled lightly. "But I'm not sad Pinkie, at least not anymore. It was easy to have been cheered up again thanks to you and the other girls. I can't thank you enough for that Pinkie.''

At this Pinkie smiled as she drew closer to the earth pony. "Aw you don't have to thank us. It wouldn't have been right if we had just left you here without any friends. So until you get home to your friends and family, we'll gladly step in and help you out as much as we can.''

Quentin looked at Pinkie Pie with a quivering smile before his face fell sadly as he averted his eyes. Pinkie saw this and looked at him with a concerned look.

"What is it Quentin? Is something wrong?''

Quentin didn't say anything at first.

"C'mon you can tell me. Let Auntie Pinkie Pie know what's troubling you,'' she smiled.

Quentin gave her a weird look. "Auntie? I'm pretty sure I'm older than you,'' he retorted.

She just looked at him, but Quentin just stroked his pendant that hung around his neck and shook his head with a very somber gaze as h gritted his teeth. "I…I think we better finish with this order.''

Pinkie tilted her head as she gazed at Quentin with a concerned, bewildered gaze. "It's ok Quentin. You can tell me. If it's a secret than I promise to-''

"Please Pinkie Pie, I'd…I'd rather not say,'' Quentin cut her off with a very weary look.

Pinkie looked upon the stallion with a truly sad and regretful glance. She wanted to know what was causing his sadness, but at the same time she saw how reluctant he was to talk about it and she nodded sadly, but understandingly.

"Ok Quentin. If you don't want to talk about it, we don't have to. Besides your right, we should get these orders finishes.

Quentin said nothing just nodded and the two went back to work. Pinkie and Quentin mixed, beat, and baked mostly in silence as they finished their tasks. It took a good two hours, but the two finally managed to complete the tall order. Quentin sighed and whipped his head.

"Whew, finished at last. We did it!'' Quentin said, smiling proudly at the piles of white boxes that held cakes, cupcakes, and dumplings.

Suddenly out of nowhere, confetti fell from the ceiling as Pinkie swung from a rope, with a party had on, blowing a party blower. "WHOO-HOO! OPERATION TALL ORDER COMPLETED!'' Pinkie exclaimed happily as she swung back and forth.

The antic caught Quentin by surprised, especially the fact that she was standing next to him one moment and literally the next second she was doing this. ""Pinkie, how did you-'' Quentin began but was interrupted by the crazy party pony.

"Hold on, Operation Tall Order won't be complete until we get these treats to the town hall!''

Quentin looked at the clock on the wall to find it was 12:01 PM. "Good time too. That party doesn't start till two, so we have plenty of time.''

"We do don't we? Hey Quentin, do you mind helping me to take all this stuff to the town hall?'' Pinkie Pie asked.

Quentin nodded with a soft smile, "Of course I will Pinkie.''

This caused Pinkie Pie to squeal happily as she bounced happily. It took hardly any time for them to load all the baked goods into a large wagon. When the loading was done, Quentin gladly offered to pull the wagon and when he was harnessed in, the two were off to the center of town. As the two ventured though Ponyville, Pinkie Pie constantly bounced cheerfully next to me, without a care in the world. Quentin could only smile at her happy-go-lucky attitude, appreciating her unwavering sunniness. About halfway through the journey, she started to hum a tune. Quentin couldn't imagine what song it was until Pinkie Pie started to sing aloud.

"Come on everypony smile, smile, smile. Fill my heart up with sunshine, sunshine. All I really need's a smile, smile, smile. From these lovely friends of mine!''

Pinkie Pie repeated those lines about three times as she merrily bounced along. Quentin couldn't help but bob his head to the rather catchy beat a he smiled amusingly at his pink friend. Along the way, they had entered small clearing of cottages. Quentin and Pinkie Pie saw a light brown earth pony mare with black rimmed glasses, and a long, straight, blonde mane with a bang that parted and hung low. She sat on a lawn chair with a sun reflector in hopes of sun tanning, but she was sitting under a tree and thus, was in the shade. She looked round with a disappointed frown, as if trying to figure out a way to fix her problem. Pinkie Pie saw this and with a big smile ran towards her and jumped on the tree, lowering it to give the pony clear exposer to the sun. The earth pony mare smiled gratefully at Pinkie Pie and after she tight the tip of the tree to the ground she and Quentin continued their trek to the town hall, Quentin smiling at the good deed Pinkie had just done.

Along the way the two encountered two sad fillies, one a light gold earth pony and the other a light blue unicorn. It was unknown why the two was so sad, but Pinkie seemed to know just the cure. With one quick swoop, she took the two fillies on her back and slid down a rather long, pink stair rail, the three squealing with laughter. The trio then flew off the end of the rail and onto a large wagon full of hay squares pulled by Big Mac himself and upon landing, the burl red stallion took off with a calm smile. Pinkie Pie looked back at the two fillies to see them both smiling brightly at her which in turn made her smile widely, having cheered them up.

Quentin quickly made chase after the party pony with the wagon of baked goods behind him. He let out a brief cry of laughter as she pursued his bubbly friend. This was like this throughout the journey to the town hall. Quentin watched as Pinkie would bring smiled and cheers to numerous ponies who needed their day brightened. She skipped rope with a group of fillies, sang and danced to some senior ponies, gave a cupcake to a crying filly or ice cream to a downhearted colt that was having a bad day. Quentin observed as Pinkie Pie made so many residents of Ponyville happy with her optimistic personality and her random, but kind antics. Quentin said nothing, just smiled adoringly at Pinkie Pie as he stroked his pendent, fighting the urge to shed a tear at the sheer happiness the was happing around him.

Pinkie Pie and Quentin finally made it to the center of Ponville and thus, to the town hall where Mr. and Mrs. Cake met them. They saw the completed orders and smiled.

"Wow I must say you two, you've done an excellent job!'' Mr. Cake praised.

"I'll say, and right on time too!'' Mrs. Cake added.

Pinkie and Quentin grinned at each other. "See Mr. and Mrs. C, I told ya Quentin and I had it covered. Quentin's a really baking natural!'' Pinkie said merrily.

The earth pony blush slightly at the compliment. "I don't know about that, I'm just happy I could help,'' Quentin said humbly.

"Pinkie's right, you do seemed to be a natural at this. You can volunteer at the shop anytime you want. We'd sure appreciate it,'' Mr. Cake said with a smile.

Quentin just returned the smile and nodded.

"We better hurry and get everything set up. The party will be starting soon after all!'' Mrs. Cake spoke up in an almost tuneful tone.

Quentin helped to get the goods he and Pinkie Pie had baked inside the building. There they found that tables were already set up and they proceeded to placing the orders neatly on their surfaces. While setting up the goods, Pinkie Pie also helped in putting up the remainder of the decorations. After about a good half hour, Pinkie and Quentin looked around the finished, decorated hall, the tables filled with cakes, dumplings, cupcakes, and other treats that they had baked.

"NOW, Operation Tall Order is complete WHOO-HOO!'' Pinkie Pie announced happily. As she did so, she suddenly pulled out a large, towering cake and bursting from the top firing confetti and sparkles as she jumped back onto the ground on her knees with her forelegs extended.

Quentin looked at the pony in shock, but then shook his head and let out a chuckle. He could swear that logic and the laws of physics didn't apply to Pinkie Pie in the least.

"Girl you crazy!'' Quentin finally laughed out

Pinkie Pie giggled, snorting a bit. I am crazy…crazy about fun!'' She then blew a party noise maker that extended and tickled Quentin's nose.

The two friends shared a laugh, Pinkie Pie turning around and continued blowing in her nose maker. Laugh, that's all you can do when you're with Pinkie Pie. Quentin then went up to Pinkie and gave her a hug from behind.

The act caught her by surprise. "Um Quentin? Are you ok?'' she asked with a concerned tone.

"Pinkie Pie back at the bakery…when you asked me what was wrong. I…you see…'' his voice quivered a bit, recalling the painful memories he didn't want to tell Pinkie. Pinkie just looked bewildered as Quentin swallowed a lump in his throat and continued.

"Please, just stay the way you are. To be able to brighten up spirits, to spread laughter and joy I…just please, don't ever change that about you.''

Pinkie Pie looked like she was trying to make sense about what her friend just said, but then smiled. "Don't worry Quentin. I'll still be the silly, party pony known as Pinkie Pie,'' she said in a soft tone.

"And Quentin, please don't do the same. I don't know what made you so sad earlier, but I'm glad that you're better now. We've just became friends and I love seeing my friends smile. We've only known each other for a little while now, but you've really been a good friend to me. So please…don't ever change that. Please, never stop smiling ok?''

Pinkie then turned around surprised Quentin with a kiss on the cheek. Though shocked by the gesture, Quentin smiled and embraced her again. "I won't Pinkie. I promise,'' he whispered.