You know who is the saddest pony in a party?

The one who makes the birthday cake.

Everyday is somepony birthday and everyday Mr. Cake makes them a cake. Every single day, without fail, he gets one done.

But what about his cake? The day of his party, who will make him a cake?

My father was always busy in the farm, every day, every year. He could never make it to any birthday, not mine, not my sisters´, not my mother´s; not even his own.

When I moved here, Mr. Cake made me a welcoming cake. Back in the farm, we only got one cake at year. Father said it was all we needed, why waste flour for each individual member? Just one big cake for the whole family. So, when I saw that big, delicious, sparkling cake; I thought that was all I would get.

But, when my birthday arrived, I got another cake and a birthday present. Mrs. Cake decorated the store just for me, and Mr. Cake baked me another cake. A birthday cake. A tall, pink and blue, cherry and chocolate flavored cake.

And it was the best gift I ever got.

Tomorrow is Mr. Cake birthday. I have to make something special for him. He can´t bake his own cake, that would be silly. Mrs. Cake is sleeping, she is tired for working all day in the kitchen too. I can´t bother her. So it´s just you and me, Gummy. We have to make this cake special, we have to make the best birthday cake ever.

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"So Pinkie, did you understand? All you got to do is when the clients come, give them the packages in the counter. Do not take any more orders and please, do not try to use the oven without us to supervise."

"Yes, Mr. Cake."

"Is not that we don´t trust you but after last week accident...well, you understand, right Pinkie?"

"Yes, Mr. Cake."

"We´ll be back from Vanhoover tomorrow morning, assuming the train leaves in time. It never does. Oh, I talked with your friend Applejack, from the farm? She said she and her grandmother will stop by later, so you won´t be alone all day."

"Okay, Mr. Cake."

"I better hurry, Cup Cake is waiting at the station and she hates to wait, hehe. I´ll see you tomorrow, Pinkie!"

"Mr. Cake!"

"Yes?"

"Umh just...happy birthday."

"It won´t be so happy if I don´t deliver the cake! Wish we get on time, Pinkie!"

"Yes! Wish you...luck. Looks like this year he won´t get his cake. Maybe he´ll be more lucky next year, Gummy. What? No silly, I´m not crying. Why cry? It´s not my cake..."