I wake to the sound of a loud pop. I look around my new room. The sun had just

started to rise. Now that I am awake I might aswell get up. I am still waiting on the

inventory for my kitchen so for breakfast I need to go out to the bakery. Shugarcube

Corner I recall.
I quickly brush my mane and tie it up in a bun as I do every day and give my legs a

quick stretch and my jaw a wide yawn. Once I am more awake I throw my saddle bag over

my shoulder and pack away my bag of bits inside.
I take another look around my appartment. It's nothing special. A bedroom, a tiny

bathroom and a little kitchen with a table companied by two fragile looking chairs. For

now it is more than enough. I smile a little. So far it hasn't quite settled in that

this is my new home.

Finally I turn to leave and as my hoove touches the door handle it suddenly springs

open and a pink pony blastst out the doorframe. Standong on her two back hooves and her

front ones wide outstretched she calls "WELCOME PARTY!!" and balloons and streamers

seem to pop into the air from nowhere.
After the inital shock finally lifts I laugh "I've been warned about you! Your name

is Pinkie Pie I bet?". She nodds vigorously "Yep! And your name iiiiiiiiis…?". I

smile and hold my hoove up for a shake "It's Dewspring. But you can call me Dew.".

Instead of shaking my hoof she goes all in for a tight squeeze "It is SO nice to meet

you, Dew!! We will become the best of friends!".
I smile and — out of breath due to her choking hug — I explain "This is more of less

the reason I am here.". She lets go and holds me at arms length and with a deep gasp

she looks at me in pure and utter excitement: "You came to Ponyville to be MY best

friend??". She turns around "DID YOU ALL HEAR THAT!!" and now I notice that half the

town seems to be piled up in the entrance of my appartment. "Not quite…" I

interrupted her but she goes brabbling on about how excited she is about her BIGGEST

fan coming to Ponyville.
For now I just leave her with that thought. I ought to correct that sooner or later

unless she forgets about my little blunder in wording. Which I highly doubt.
She suddenly pushes me through the crowd, down the stairs and out onto the street

where there is a whole array of cakes and baked goods. "I didn't know what cake you

like!" she explained "So I made ALL the cakes!!". This indeed is the grandest amount of

different cakes I have seen in my entire life.
I'm shaking my head "You really didn't have to! I cannot afford all of this…" I

started to get nervous. "Silly!" she chuckled "My parties are FREE!" and proceeds to

hug me once more "It's all for my NEW BEST FRIEND!".
After some back and forth about me feeling bad for her spending all this money she

finally convinces me to go for the cake and that seemed to be the call for everyone to

grab something. I ate two pieces of carrot cake — my favorite and defenitely the best I

have eaten so far — and a piece of chocolate cake which was suprisingly filled with

strawberry jam. And of course a pink muffin with rainbow sprinkles which Pinkie Pie

promoted as the best one of the bunch.


My first day at Ponyville has come and it started with a bang. Quite literally. But

this would not be the only surprising and memorable pony I would be destined to meet

today…