I entered the mall, exhausted and more than ready to finally head home and relax for the rest of the day. Sadly, I have one last errand, getting food and maybe a toy or two for my new pet. Thankfully, this shouldn't take long, and I can finally get back home.

The mall was filled with other teens, and I even recognized a few of them, as I walked around. Some of them noticed me and I could hear a few whispers.

"Is that the guy from Pinkie's party?"

"The songs he played were interesting."

"Pinkie seems into him."

I tried my best to ignore them as I got deeper and deeper into the mall. I am still not used to my newfound popularity and hopefully it quickly fades. After a couple minutes of walking, I encountered a blue skinned girl around my age, wearing a magician outfit. She was handing out flyers to people passing by her, only for them to give her strange looks, before awkwardly leaving. When I got closer to her, she walked right up to me.

"Behold the incredible acts of the great and powerful Trixie," She began dramatically, as she handed me a flier, "Since Trixie's attempts at a band didn't work out as well as Trixie wanted, she decided to stick to her magician tricks."

After looking at the flier for a few seconds, I realized why they reacted the way they did. The flier contained a poorly done drawing of Trixie and I assume for friends on a stage doing what I guess are magician tricks. Looking back at Trixie, I began to recall her attempts at the battle of the bands fiasco.

"I remember you. Your band honestly should have ended up in the finals."

No offense to the Rainbooms, but to be fair Trixie should have gotten that win. Sure, if they hadn't the Dazzlings wouldn't have been stopped, but still.

"Oh," She began looking pleased, "Trixie is happy to see someone realize that fact," She then took a good look at me, and her cheeks seemed to redden a bit, "Trixie and her group will be live streaming their acts and we will enjoy any supporters," She walked closer to me and gently rubbed my chin, "Especially, ones like you. We will even try to set up public performances and if that happens, Trixie would appreciate you coming."

"O-oh I guess I could, if it happens," I answered nervously.

"Well, Trixie won't keep you from what you are doing," She giggled before backing away from me.

"Yeah," I only responded awkwardly before continuing on my way.

What was that about? Was she flirting with me? I shook my head and decided to just continue with what I came here for. I can ponder this later.

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I left the pet store with a couple bags, filled with dog food and a few small toys, that I quickly placed in my backpack. Now that this is done, I can finally go back home and maybe relax with a couple drawings. Along the way out, I saw a familiar green skinned girl struggling with a few bags. To my annoyance no one seemed to notice her struggling. Having enough of everyone ignoring the poor girl without a care, I quickly ran right up to her.

"Wallflower," I called when I got close.

She turned around with a stunned look and dropped a couple bags, spilling the contents onto the floor. Looking around no one still seemed to have noticed. Geez what the heck is going on here?

"You remembered my name?" She asked, completely stunned.

"Yeah," I quickly answered before placing the items back into the bags, "Let me help you."

"You want to help me?" She asked dumbly while blinking in surprise.

"Yeah," I responded, picking up a few bags.

Is she used to others ignoring her that she can't comprehend someone actually reaching out and helping her? Geez what the heck is going on here? No matter. Might as well be there for her when no one else will.

"Come on."

She finally managed to snap out of her thoughts and with a light blush on her face, she nodded, looking absolutely adorable. She picked up the rest of the bags with her cheeks still red and she gave me a nervous and grateful smile.

"Thank you."

"No problem. You looked like you needed it," I responded once again baffled by everyone else still not noticing.

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We both left the mall, and I began to follow her back to her house. It saddened me to see she wasn't kidding when she told me no one seems to notice her. How? Why? Were questions about this that I had no answers to, and I don't think I ever will.

"Thanks again. This has never happened to me before," Wallflower admitted sheepishly.

"Like I said you needed it."

"It's nice that someone noticed for once," Was her bitter response.

The rest of the trip to her house was done in complete silence. This poor girl has it rough. Despite not being the most social, others still notice me. Heck to my slight annoyance it's the opposite right now. Hopefully, things get better for her in the future.

We finally arrived at her house and after dropping off the bags, she looked at me completely nervous and seemed to be mentally debating something.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"O-oh yes," She began nervously before taking a deep breath, "I was wondering since you remember me and all if you want to be friends?"

"Sure, it sounds like you need one." I answered with a gentle smile.

"Oh, thank you," She cried out before rushing towards me and giving me a hug.

"Yeah, no problem," I answered awkwardly.

The hug actually feels quite nice, and she smells like fresh flowers. I was somewhat used to this kind of affection from others, due to Pinkie. Besides, after what I've seen today, Wallflowers more than deserve to do this. Let the poor girl finally feel satisfied.

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I was walking my way home, finally ready to go back home and relax for the rest of the day. I felt a vibration from my phone and quickly pulled it out. Could it be a text from Wallflower already? No, it was a text from good old dad.

Since you are still gone, I decided against making lunch, so you might want to eat out.

I simply shrug in response. Since he's not in the mood to cook, where should I go? Looking around I noticed one place that seemed to stick out, Sugar Cube Corner. Wait, doesn't Pinkie work here? Well, I guess I could see her outside of school, out of my own volition. I entered the shop and looked around. It seems like a nice place for some good treats. It wasn't even a second later that I heard a gasp and not even a microsecond after that, I ended up in a familiar embrace. The only thing I could see were beautiful blue eyes looking at me in pure joy.

"Pinkie," I greeted the only one who would do such a thing.

"Oh Marky. I am just so happy to see you here. It's not like you to go out on your own, but it's nice to see. I have always wanted to serve you here and now I get to." Pinkie blurted out quickly.

Before I could respond, someone else spoke up.

"Pinkie, what have I told you about being overly affectionate to customers?"

"Oh sorry Mr. Cake," She apologized before letting go of me and stepping back a bit.

Now that she wasn't so close to me, I noticed her waitress outfit and that her hair was in a poofy ponytail. It's a nice look on her and I found myself blushing a little. I quickly shook my head and snapped out of it.

"Come on Marky. let's get you to a table." Pinkie suggested before leading me.

Ok. I am going to get served by a cute waitress that appears to have a crush on me. That's something any teenage boy would do anything for and I'm no exception. Just stay calm and enjoy this.

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I finally arrived back home much later than I planned, but to be honest the day actually wasn't that bad. I made a new friend by reaching out to someone that seemed to need it even more than me and I guess getting my new pet was a good idea as well. I pulled out my phone and looked at my texts. There were plenty of playful jabs from Rainbow which I gladly gave back and a bunch of funny and cute pictures of pastries with faces, Pinkie likes to send me sometimes. I wonder what Wallflower will send me, if any. I might have to be the one to reach out to her. I chuckled at the irony of the situation. I just hope I am able to help her, considering I am still learning about this myself.

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