I'm here for the Cupcakes.

[Silver Screen]

'What a pain'

The only words that echo'd in the colt's mind as he trotted his way through ponyville. A new bright red umbrella covering his body overhead with the handle held in between his teeth. This wasn't at all how he intended on spending his morning, doing delivery chores that should go to some other pony for less irritable. But... he REALLY wanted a lovely chocolate cupcake to go with his morning cup of coffee, and for that fresh baked feeling.... he was willing to twist his foreleg, suck up his pride and do a favor or two.

Normally, Silver would head over to the local coffee shop at least once or even twice a week to grab a fresh cup-oh-joe at Shake's shop. While the two weren't the best of friends... or even if you could call them friends... It was a usual thing and breed familiarity between the colts. Today, Shake was expecting a shipment of sweets from the local Bakery but hadn't got them yet. Silver, desperate to indulge himself, decided to unwillingly volunteer.

"That cupcake better be fresh and made by Celestia herself.."
he grumbled to himself in his ever present monotoned voice as he trotted up to the doorway. Closing his umbrella and putting it beside the wall of the shop, he lifted his silver hoof and knocked.

and knocked



and knocked again.

It seemed as if no one was home...Five minutes later, the colt decided to try the knob and surprisingly found it was left open. Opening the door and trotting inside he saw a tray with the freshly baked cupcakes for Shake's store laying on a nearby table. Still warm. Still fresh. Silver looked around; his left, then his right, then his left again and stayed silent for a minute. No noise. Finally he looked down towards the cupcakes again, A small grin adorned as he trotted over to the tray and grabbed a chocolate one and raised it to his mouth. Delicious.

[Pinkie Pie]

Pinkie, herself thought it was a lovely afternoon, and after all, what better way to spend an afternoon then to eat cupcakes and play a game of 'Zombie Hunter'? This time, Gummy was the zombie hunter and Pinkie was the zombie. Gummy wasn't doing that well, but it was okay, because Pinkie wasn't a very good zombie anyway.
"Okay!" She whisper-giggled, because zombies aren't really meant to talk. "Now I'll be the zombie hunter and you'll be the zombie!" But before Pinkie could show Gummy her spectacular zombie-hunting-and-killing skills, she head a knock-knock-knocking at the door below. Pinkie cringed, and she forgot that ponies usually did come to Sugarcube Corner to buy snacks and sweets. Full of fright, she looked at Gummy. "A z-z-zombie!" She spluttered. Creeping downstairs, trying to keep quiet, Pinkie looked at the zombie pony who was looking opposite of where she was. His head was moving towards her!
She froze up, but when he didn't see her she relaxed, stifling a sigh. As she saw him take a bite of a cupcake a minute later, she frowned.
"Hey!" She shouted, not really knowing what she was doing. "Only I can eat the customers cupcakes!" She jumped over the staircase and tackled him.

[Silver Screen]

"Wait... wha---"

He couldn't finish the sentence before he was trampled and tossed by a swirl of pink filling his vision and clouding his senses. The world span and for a brief second, he thought he had just died. Everything fell into a retarded dazey slow-motion; just like a like a Zack Snyder movie. The air whooshed past his ears causing an Erie and ghostly wail; he felt like chuckling at it for some unusual reason, but that was a little inappropriate considering he was plummeting towards the floor.

His chocolate cupcake levitated, the tackled caused him to inadvertently toss it upwards towards the ceiling. He could could the small crumbs surrounding the chocolate mess; One, two, three... They'd hit the floor soon instead of his tongue. They eclipsed the lights above him, leaving a shadowy mocha Cupcake impression on the pink coat on top of him. It wasn't too bright, just enough light to see during the day.

He could see the red and black mane wrapping around his neck and forehead from the corner of his eye. Here it comes the impact. The loud cough of the wind started to come to a crawling stop as he inched closer and closer to the hard wood floors. The entire time, Silver never bothering looking down, he just stared up straight towards the ceiling; watching the world pan on by.

'Hell better not be this pink..' he thought to himself as a sharp crackled echo'd through his head, he was back.

After a twinge of pain he finally looked down at the Pink Pony laying on him. There was an air of familiarity to her he couldn't quiet recall. Did he meet her before or not... meet is a light used term, Silver didn't "do" meet. Maybe the voice would bring back something.

"Do you greet everypony this way or am I /that/ lucky..." he replied in his ever-present deadpan sarcasm.

[Pinkie Pie]

Pinkie looked over the stallion. Silver coat, red and black mane, no cutie mark. It rang a bell, but she couldn't put her hoof on what it was. He didn't look exactly like a zombie, but she had to stay careful. He could unhinge his jaw and eat her brains at any moment.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Pinkie yelled. "THESE CUPCAKES ARE NOT FOR YOU!" Pinkie kicked the cupcakes off the table. "Horseapples!" Pinkie cursed quietly.

[Silver Screen]

Silver slightly flinched a small lid of his eye as he saw the pink leg reach over and crash agains the brilliantly radiant tray, toppling the mountain of chocolate treats and tumbling the crumbles to the floor. A Jarring crash soon accompanied he first clang of the kick; then the gentle patter of warm cupcakes. There was just a pile on the floor of icing and chocolate chucks, the warmth quickly leaving it. Silver just sighed as he saw them all hit the floor. 'This is why we can't have nice things...' Silver thought to himself, he took in a deep breath and responded.

"They're on the ground. I'm probably the only pony who'd still eat them."

He reached over with a hoof and picked one of the cupcakes at the vary top of the pile and brought it closer to his mouth. Slowly he opened his maw and enclosed it around the chocolate, biting off a sizable chunk. He was so non-chalant about the whole thing it was almost like the pink pony wasn't even on top of him.

He remembered the pony's name, "Pinkie Pie", a troublesome mare. She tried throwing him a party before for getting out of the hospital, but with some careful planning he managed to maneuver from it. But he somehow always found himself coming in contact with hurt, it was as if she was just the living embodiment of Surprise. He'd always end up with her tackling him in offense or a hug ands nothing SIlver actually said would be taken as an insult. She'd just giggle and ignore it.... Annoying mare.