Pinkie was hopping happily towards the library, fluttershy's sweet nectar still heavily laden on her tongue. They had decided to go another round, Pinkie trying to figure out Fluttershy's taste, and Fluttershy just happy for the experience.

She couldn't wait! Twilight was the last- wham! Pinkie was able to jump out of the way, barely a second before the crate landed in the middle of the cobblestone path.

"Wooh... That was close! Twitcha-twitch saves the day!" Pinkie swiped a forehoof across her brow, her smile turning into a frown of concern as Ditzy Doo floated down, tears in her crossed eyes.

"Aww, Ditzy... What's wrong? Did I startle you again?" The blonde pegasus shook her head, not in the mood to blame it on a friend of hers. Maybe sometimes, but not this one. It had been her own fault.

"N-no... I- I was just trying to find the package slip for it, s-so I could deliver it c-correctly, a-and... Oh, Celestia!" The mare dropped onto the ground, pounding her head with her hooves. "Stupid! Stupidstupidstupid!" She started sobbing, trying to piece the crate back together.

"I- I- I can't... If I lose my job, they- they'll take Muffin... They'll take my little Dinky!" The blonde pegasus pulled the ruined crate apart, the lyre inside broken beyond repair. "It's... it's... Oh, sweet Celestia, it's Lyra's!" She burst into another round of tears, Pinkie holding onto her as she cried herself out.

Pinkie checked her tail for the bag of bits she kept there. Finding it, she scooped up the pegasus and the broken lyre, and galloped towards the music store.

Pinkie watched from the house's rooftop as Ditzy placed the package carefully on the front doorstep. The blonde pegasus then lifted a hoof and tentatively moved it towards the doorbell. ding~dong!

"Yes? Oh, good afternoon, Ditzy, dear! Is my package here already?" Bon-bon's voice was sweet and rich, and for a second, Pinkie fantasized about what she might taste like... 'No!' The pink mare shakes her head, getting rid of the dirty thought. '... at least... not until after my friends.... No! Not even then! She's married, and that would be bad! Bad, bad, bad! ... Unless Lyra...' She almost smacked herself in the face to stop that last thought.

"Okie Dokie, Bon-bon! You're all set! Sorry about the delay!" Bon-bon waved a hoof in a small motion.

"I understand perfectly well, dear. You're a busy mare! You take mail almost all across Equestria! I'm surprised you haven't been promoted, actually." Bon-bon and Ditzy said their goodbyes.

"Thanks a bunch, Pinkie! I don't know how I could have done this without-" The roof was now empty; Pinkie was gone. "-you?" The mailmare shrugged, heading back towards the office to see if any new deliveries were being made today.

She couldn't believe it. After everything that had happened, now this. She felt the tears coming. She couldn't believe it. The ex-mailmare walked home, laden by the news. She wondered how it would affect her daughter, Dinky.

After all her failings, she'd been promoted. Boxy Brown had promoted her from mailmare, to... to the wonderful position of manager. A smile spread across her face. 'I'm gonna be the best manager ever! There's nothing for me to drop or break! Yes!!!' She spread her wings, flying as fast as possible to tell her daughter the great, life-changing news.

Pinkie watched the new manager let out a whoop of joy, then take to the air. Smiling to herself for giving her friend the chance she needed, she looked back towards Boxy Brown. "See? I know she'll do better than she did at delivering mail, and now you can hire somepony new!" Her smile turned into a frown as her eyes narrowed. "Besides, isn't it great that you aren't holding her back any more? You were keeping her in the same position, just waiting for her to strike out. Deliveries that were already broken when you inspected them, given to Ditzy to deliver? For shame, Mister! For shame!" Pinkie Pie growled, causing the overseer of Equestria's mail to flinch.

"I- I already said I was sorry! I j-just couldn't stand looking at her! Those eyes! They were too kind, always ready for a joke! How could anyone bear to let others treat them like that?! I- I was just trying to get her out!"

Pinkie stood over the cowering, strongly built pegasus. Her eyes narrowed even further from contempt. "It's a pity, mister. I always thought you were a pretty good pony. I guess I was wrong." She stuck a sticky-note to his forehead, then stomped out the door.

Boxy Brown got up in time to see her exit the building, and trot away. The further she got, the happier that trot became, until she had a skip - no, a hop - in her step. He sighed, and walked over to the mirror. On the note, -the pink pony had actually written the note backwards- he read this; 'When you read this, you will find out that I don't want to ever hear about Ditzy getting fired. I'll be watching you forever. If Ditzy looses her daughter, I'm blaming you. She needed that promotion, and I'll be less severe since you at least gave it to her. You'll also have to pay an additional twenty percent on every baked good you buy from here on out. Well, until I deem you good enough to deserve our lowest prices again. Have a nice day!

~Pinkie Pie

Boxy Brown sighed, taking the note off of his head. 'And here I am thinking she was gonna kill me or something.'

Pinkie bounced towards home. 'I can't bother Twilight now, it's a little late in the day. Oh, well... I'll head over tomorrow morning! Pinkie reached Sugarcube Corner just in time to close down. She checked the cash register. It was brimming, even though the Cakes had a strict 'discount for everypony' policy. She thanked Colgate for helping with the store that day, and let her go home. After extinguishing the lights, Pinkie made her way to her room, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillows.