I woke up the next day. Emma's couch was comfy, though not quite as comfy as my bed was. It was still early out and she was asleep, so I took a quick shower and shook off the water before I went to go peek out the window. I was still kind of amazed at how high up I was. I couldn't even see the ponies below besides an impression of movement, like watching an anthill from far away. I wanted to go say hello to them. Did they like ponies? Who wouldn't like ponies? We're all soft and fluffy and nice.

As I thought about going out there and greeting them, a very not-soft or fluffy thing began to happen. With every thump of my heart, I could feel my new stallion pole pushing itself out. My eyes were drawn to it, watching the flared head emerge into sight and begin to work its way towards being full. Oh wow... It wasn't the first one I ever saw, sheesh. I've been around plenty of stallions, and encouraged a few to have a few drinks and lighten up while having a good time. These things would happen sometimes, flopping around while they tried to get me to have a 'private party' with them. I mean... I even said yes, a few times.

Thinking back over my fun times made it grow faster. It was like this slowly wound up coil was attached to me, and it was getting tenser and tenser as it became full. I wanted to have a 'private party', but there weren't any mares around. Well, there was one... I trotted up to her door, new pole thumping against the bottom of my barrel with every bouncing step, which felt way too good! Why did stallions have it so easy? If I had that thing all the time, I wouldn't even need a party. What am I saying?! Parties are what makes Pinkie, Pinkie, er, me. Even if I could have all the 'private parties' I wanted, it wouldn't be...

I got distracted from my train of thoughts as a faint smell reached my nose. I couldn't quite place it, but I wanted it. I wanted it really badly. I nosed open her door carefully and looked into the darkness. I couldn't see her in the gloom very well, but I knew where she was, and that was what mattered. I snuck in quietly. You'd think a pony would be too heavy to sneak in that tiny place, but I've practiced! I was soon beside her bed, looking down at her. She was so peaceful and trusting. She didn't mind having a stranger in her home, staring at her while she slept, thinking of having...

What was I doing? I pulled away from her and suddenly felt awful. She was a friend, a good one, and there I was, considering doing something super mean to her.

She made a soft noise, and opened her eyes. "Pinkie?" Spotted! She flopped over to face me. "What are you doing in here? Do you need something?" She must have just noticed my condition. Her eyes focused on it as she suddenly sat up and got scared, which made me feel worse.

I put up a hoof. "Sorry! I was just lonely."

She shook her head. "I should think you were, but I'm not a pony."

Did that matter? I nodded at her gently. "You're a friend. So, what's up?"

Emma glanced at a calendar hung on the wall, with its funny human dates, then she swore. She threw off the blanket and got up in a hurry. "Today's the day I get ready for a trip."

A trip?! I clopped my hooves excitedly. "Where are we headed? Is it somewhere exciting?"

Emma paused and looked back to me, frowning. "I... I only have a ticket for one person, and you're not even a person. There's no way I can bring you on this trip."

I've heard Twilight try the same kind of excuse before. "Not to worry. Just tell me where I need to be, and I'll handle the rest. You won't even know I'm there!" I held up a hoof while the other I put over my heart in solemn promise, mildly ruined as it was with that stallion pole that wouldn't go down.

She looked quite dubious. "I'm going to Japan. I've always wanted to go! Look, why don't you just stay here. I'll have food delivered while I'm gone and you can hang out here."

Her little home was very nice, but I didn't want to stay inside for who-knows-how-long, stuck here. "Don't worry, I can handle this, promise. Stealth missions are my specialty."

Emma burst into laughter as she made her way into the bathroom and closed the door. "Pinkie, you're a pink horse in a world full of humans. You're about as non-stealthy as you can get." I heard the water come on. She was probably taking a shower, washing that naked body of hers, glistening... shiny in the light. Her...

I shouldn't be thinking about that! Having a 'private party' with someone who didn't want one, that was one of the worst things a pony could do. It just wasn't right, and she didn't want to do that, so get it together, girl. I would prove my stealthy skills instead! I quickly donned my dark suit, even if my new stallion bits bulged it outwards along the belly and chest. She wouldn't know what hit her! I giggled with anticipation as I hid myself away.

It took literally forever for her to emerge, but there she was. Emma looked around for me. "Pinkie?" She couldn't find me. I stifled a giggle as best as I could, but she heard it, but she didn't place where it was. "Pinkie? Where are you hiding?" She walked across the hallway back to her room and closed the door, and that's when I landed on her.

Falling from the ceiling, I grabbed her and squeezed her. "Surprise!"

She shrieked with shock and lashed out an arm. An elbow caught me in the snout. Ouch! I let her go and rubbed over the sore spot. Oops, I was bleeding. She noticed that and looked suddenly sorry. "Pinkie... I'm sorry, you really scared me. Does it hurt?"

I shook my head and moved for the napkins I saw in the bathroom. "It's okay," I assured in a nasally voice. "But I can be sneaky, see?!" She followed after me and gently brushed my hoof out of the way before helping me clean up. She wet a napkin and mopped up the mess on my face while making little comforting sounds. She really didn't mean it. She did care. It made me smile even if it did kind of hurt. "So... where do I need to be?"

She tossed the bloodied napkins into the toilet, flushed, then began washing her hands from the trace amounts she got on herself. "Pinkie, it's a lot harder to sneak around on crowded streets than it is in my apartment. I really don't want you to get hurt."

I gently hugged her, then I noticed she wasn't wearing anything. In all the excitement, her towel fell off. Oh, why didn't she want to party a little? "I'll be super careful, I promise. Trust me."

She looked quite torn. "You really think you can sneak onto a plane, of all things? The security there's nuts these days."

I pushed my cleaned nose to her cheek. "Trust me."

She looked uncertain at first, but she started to come around. Everypony comes around to Pinkie! "Well, alright, if you're absolutely certain?" I nodded quickly. "Alright, let's go over a map of the place. I'll show you where I'm getting on the plane. I have no idea how you plan to pull this off, you pink clown, but I feel like I should let you try this." She grunted. "I must be too stressed out. None of this makes any sense."

The airport where the plane would take off from was way complicated, and they didn't fly in balloons or anything, no sir. They had these big rocket kind of things that they sat in. Looked kind of dangerous, but exciting! I was sure I could pull it off. "Leave it to Pinkie. You just get on your plane like you normally would, and I'll handle my part. We'll have tons of fun in that Japan place. What are you doing there, anyway?"

Emma smiled with fond memories. "I'm going to visit an online friend of mine, see the sights, and basically be a tourist. I've never been there before. Have... you been?"

I shook my head. "The pictures you showed me remind me of Neighpon, but I've never been there either. It'll be fun!"

"Fun..." She looked uncertain a moment before it cleared. "You'd better be nice to my friend. Her name's Aiko, and she's really sweet, and she's not expecting a pony to show up with me, if you can even do that, which I'm not entirely convinced you can." Despite her doubt filled words, she didn't try to convince me not to try. She even gave me a hug, which I was quite happy to return.

"I'll be nice, promise. Nice is practically my middle name, but not really. That's just kind of a joke I picked up from Rainbow Dash." She looked confused. "A friend of mine. She's a pegasus."

She hiked a brow. "Of course. Why wouldn't she be. I'm guessing you have a few unicorn friends too?"

I clopped my hooves in a quick clapping. "Yeah, two really good ones and a lot of friends. Have you been to Equestria before? Oh, well, I guess you wouldn't have... Good guess though."

Emma started gathering things and folding them up into her suitcase. "I'm going to be really busy today making sure everything's in order. Do you know how to cook?" I bobbed my head quickly. "Great. Try not to make a mess. I won't have time for cleanups tomorrow. I'd tell you to get packed too, but you didn't..." She trailed off, looking at my dark suit. "Where did you get that from anyway?"

"Trade secret." I unzipped it off of myself and folded it up before stuffing it away. "I'm always prepared for all kinds of emergencies. I knew this would be a crazy trip, so I brought along even more than usual."

Emma moved to her computer and typed out something quickly before she did exactly what she said she would, she packed. She packed and cleaned and arranged things. It was kind of boring, so I tried to help out wherever I could. It's always easier and more fun with a friend, and I didn't get in her way too often. "What did you do on that thing in there?" I pointed into her bedroom.

"The computer? I was just telling Aiko that I may have company with me." Emma sighed with a smile. "She's going to be just as surprised as I was, if you make it. Please... Please be careful. I'd be really sad if you got hurt."

Author's Notes:

Emma, why are you going along with this insane idea? You should know better than this! Emma? Are you paying attention to me?

We may have a typo here.