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Strawberry cherry?! Were they crazy?! Pinkie Pie definitely screamed cherry chip vanilla! Or maybe even chocolate fudge! However, that didn't seem colourful enough. Twist really wanted some cupcakes. Mostly, though, she really wanted to bake. As Pinkie Pie waved at her, Twist waved back and smiled cheerfully.

[colour=#ff0000]"Hi, Pinkie Pie! That'th right! I'm a friend of Rarity'th little thithter, Applejack'th little thithter, and....I'm not sure where Thcootaloo came from, actually..."[/colour]

Twist contemplated for a second. Had the orange filly told her sometime? Had she simply forgotten? Or was it a legitimate mystery? Whichever way, Twist was super duper happy to be recognized! Especially by Pinkie Pie, who she greatly admired for her excellent baking skills!

Suddenly, Twist was lifted off the ground and her glasses fell off promptly. She squinted, the blurriness of her vision quite alarming in all actuality. She flailed her legs and wiggled as best she could to get out of Pinkie Pie's arms.

[colour=#ff0000]"Wait a thecond, Pinkie Pie! My glatheth dropped on the ground thomewhere!"[/colour]

Deciding to clarify suddenly, because she didn't want to make a bad impression, she added,

[colour=#ff0000]"I want to go thtill though, jutht let me grab my glatheth! And did you thay thomething about coffee? I love coffee! I had thome at the mareth offith when I went with Cranky Doodle Donkey and Thplit Pinth! By the way, doeth anypony want to join my bowling team?"[/colour]

Twist stopped, feeling a sneeze quickly come on. Hopefully Pinkie Pie put her down soon!

Well THAT certainly didn't take long. Thanks universe!

Cranky thought, wondering how he could be so lucky at times and so unlucky at other times. For example, he had missed Matilda's note and travelled for years and years before finding her again. Then, at just the right time, a friend had shown up! Cranky looked the pony over, and smiled at her as best as he could. She seemed nice, and was simply asking to be shown around.

[colour=#696969]"Mended Heart, eh? I'm Cranky. I uh... that's actually my name. I don't always have the best mood, but Cranky is my name..."[/colour]

Cranky sighed, rolling his eyes,

[colour=#696969]"I'm still not sure what my parents were thinking. And yes, I live here. Are you new to town? Let me let you in on something quick, kid, there's this crazy pink mare who adores new people and will go nuts if she sees ya. It may be best to stick with me, kid."[/colour]

Sweet goodness. What an amazing song I was sharing this with a friend and I guess it's still at my CTRL-V!

[colour=#696969]"Watch it!"[/colour]

Cranky Doodle Donkey growled as a reckless filly on a scooter whipped past him and nearly knocked him over. He shook his head in distaste, but felt the wind begin to shake his toupe free. He remembered with embarrassment how everypony in Ponyville knew that he was really, really bald.

But was that all they knew about Cranky?

Most likely. Cranky Doodle Donkey didn't seem approachable, fun, or interesting to any of the ponies in Ponyville. He did, however, have a solution to this problem. Cranky would need to make friends!

Wandering through town square, Cranky scanned the bunches of ponies all around him. Some looked very interesting, and he was excited to meet somepony. Life was nice enough with just Pinkie and Matilda, but Cranky knew that Pinkie Pie was right about his lack of friends. If only someone would introduce themselves...

RENOVATIONS COMPLETE

Finished StarStorm's request!

(I assume that TheInvisiblePony is gone? Well, okay then)

Heidiara had hoped to make friends. Gilda was driving her slightly batty, but she'd give the griffoness a few chances before judging her character. Perhaps it was just a bad day for her, and that much Heidi could forgive.

[colour=#8b4513]"I may not be your mother, Miss Gilda, but I'm your boss for this trip. Don't test me, please. I don't have to be disagreeable."[/colour]

She turned next to the curious, Falco Kestrelson, and decided it was a good idea to explain the entire mission to all of them.

[colour=#8b4513]"Alright everyone, listen up. We are looking for the rare, expensive, beautiful Black Opal. We're going into the territory of the Diamond Dogs because there is said to be opal lined inside of canyons near where they live and they will help us get them cracked open. Our employer is a wealthy investor, a pony of very high standards who could not make it today because of a business obligation. Any more questions?"[/colour]

Heidiara was trained to remain to stay cool in difficult situations, but she suddenly realized how frustrating this journey would be and sighed. Hopefully she would still get along with the other griffons.

Sorry people. There was a lot of drama IRL. I'll begin working on these requests again pronto.

Twist had been completely lost in thought for a few minutes, spaced out beyond repair. When she finally snapped back to reality and stopped thinking about food, she heard discussion about cupcakes. Twist grinned, excited to hear that kind of conversation. She loved eating and baking cupcakes more than almost anything in the world!

She looked around and noticed that the bugs appeared a lot more calm than they were. She was also not behind Trekker's force field, but the bugs didn't seem to mind her presence That was a good sign, considering that Twist really wanted to get a pet through these bugs. Any one of the bugs, really.

[colour=#ff0000]"Cupcaketh?"[/colour]

She asked, to no one in particular.

[colour=#ff0000]"Did thomebody thay thomething about cupcaketh?"[/colour]

I'm excited for whatever is to come!

Hi there!

I'm pretty active on FimFiction myself, and I figured that I would start a topic for all those poor unfortunate authors who are very good at writing and can't seem to catch a break on FimFiction! So here you are, folks, promote your FimFiction stories here!

I'll start.

I am promoting a story I'm writing currently called "Pinkie Floyd: The Wall". It's a crossover between Pink Floyd and MLP. So, for anypony interested in that, it'd be cool if you checked it out!

"[colour=#555555]Pinkie Floyd's life is an abyss of loss and isolation. To help deal with the intense pain she feels, Pinkie builds a mental wall between her mind and the rest of the world so that she may be free of emotional struggles. Pinkie's psychological challenges are eventually caused by her self-isolation, however, and she is spiraled into insanity. Will she ever be able to tear down the wall?"[/colour]

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/91218/pinkie-floyd-the-wall

It was great

Very touching, fantastic animation. Snowdrop was a bit of a Mary Sue, and yeah, it was pretty cliche. Nonetheless, I actually cried when that last snowflake fell. So I wont completely discount it, it was very nice.

I've heard some rumours floating around that Spike may be turned into a pony. That would be a dream come true in my books.

Split Pins thought carefully, wracking his brain for some kind of cohesive answer. He sure did sleep a lot, did that count? Probably not. He really liked music, and he always seemed to be getting into wacky adventures. But hobbies besides bowling? There didn't appear to be any.

[colour=#008080]"Nah, bowling is pretty much my thing, man. Sometimes I, uh, you know, get into crazy adventures and stuff, but not on purpose."[/colour]

Thank you

Oh my gosh, I am so embarrassed. I didn't even have your request down on my que, and I can't find a picture of copper!

Gotcha!

An artist! Split Pins had never really met an artist before. Well, other than his one lady-friend who liked to paint. Split couldn't draw hardly at all, nothing beyond crude doodles during class. This really interested him, and he decided to ask Bohemian Blank about his hobby.

[colour=#008080]"That's cool, man, what kind of art do you do?"[/colour]

Woohoo!

(so sorry for the delay)

[colour=#282828]Bebe LeStrange applied the last of her black lipstick, smacking her lips together with an audible sound. She definitely intended to use those lips for kissing that night! A first kiss was her goal indeed, and why not? She was in love with a handsome guard and the beautiful night life of Canterlot was calling her name. She loved the vibrant lights, the harsh pushing crowds, and the Canterlot skyline. She wanted to show Sterling all of it. And what better place than over a bit of coffee in her 24th story penthouse?[/colour]

[colour=#282828]Just yesterday she had met him. Him. The one who was really perfect for her, Sterling Silver. At least, that's what she had thought. True, Bebe was a bit of a hopeless romantic. However, she had not seduced him in the slightest yesterday, and for that she was proud of herself. All she had done was simply hang out with him and talk. That had never, ever happened before! That meant it was probably something different.[/colour]

[colour=#282828]Luckily, Bebe was off to have dinner with him in a few moments. Grabbing a fashionable faux-fur shawl (she would never wear the fur of a small animal! She was cruel, but not wicked! Being wicked was unfashionable), stepped out of her penthouse room and began trotting down towards the coffee shop where she was to meet Sterling Silver in just a few minutes. [/colour]

[colour=#282828]She looked beautiful, that much she knew. So why was she so nervous?[/colour]

[colour=#282828]"Sterling!" she greeted, recognizing his golden guard armour immediately. It was charming. Hopefully he wasn't hiding a disgraceful face behind that helmet, though. She would see later that night, when she intended to take it off herself.[/colour]

Bebe LeStrange and Miss Understudy began to trot towards the fire bowl, taking their time but not moving too slowly. Miss Understudy was almost never calm, so she always kept a quick pace. Bebe was more concerned with burning calories, and she thought about exercise almost consistently throughout the day. Bebe wasn't too interested in Missy, she seemed plain and boring. Missy wasn't too interested in Bebe either, she seemed intimidating and overbearing. That, and Missy never started up conversations.

"So, Missy right?" Bebe asked, deciding that walking in silence was too awkward.

[colour=#000080]"Yes...hi..." [/colour]Missy replied nervously.

"So what's your story?" Bebe asked, hoping the little pink mare would finally speak up.

[colour=#000080]"My-my what?"[/colour] Missy asked, confused. She had just noticed how much Bebe towered over her.

"Your story of course. We all have a story. It's not like you were born yesterday." Bebe answered irritably, looking at the scenery.

[colour=#000080]"I...uh...well, I was raised in Canterlot, but I moved to Manhattan and became an actress."[/colour]

"That's not what I'm interested in, I know that much already! I want to know about you as a pony!" Bebe snapped, more annoyed now. This mare was a nervous breakdown waiting to happen!

[colour=#000080]"Oh...well...um...I'm single. And shy. And I uh...I really like classical music and drawing and painting."[/colour]

"I was single. I actually just fell in love with a royal guard. I don't know what it's like to be shy, I've always been bursting with confidence. I myself like dark music with synthesizers. I enjoy drawing and painting as well, what kind of things do you sketch?"

[colour=#000080]"Generally I draw landscapes. Flowers. Animals." [/colour]Missy answered, hoping to finally impress Bebe.

"Mm, I like to draw animals too. Especially manticores."

[colour=#000080]"I...I really don't draw manticores."[/colour] Miss Understudy answered, her eyes widening in fear. She couldn't stand Manticores, they really scared her.

"Manticores are my favorite. Rawr!" Bebe growled, pawing Missy with a hoof. She had just begin to notice the actress begin shaking, and it was very funny.

[colour=#000080]"Oh...that's nice...."[/colour] Missy whispered quietly, trying to suppress her fear.

Edited. Is it better now?

Alright, I edited it. How is it now?

Canterlot keeps me alive

Noo problem