Ding-ding. The bell above the door
of Sugarcube Corner rang out, announcing the arrival of an early
riser. Blue ears rose up, the mare behind the counter getting into
position and straightening out her frilly yellow apron before Cup
Cake greeted the customer. “Good Morning, Neon!” she declared
with a soft smile, his unmistakeable striped blue scarf giving him
away in a heartbeat.
“Good morning, Mrs. Cake,” the
grey earth pony replied as he nervously ran a hoof through his green
mane.
Mr
Baking Up a Storm
By: Cainiam
Favorited: 9 years ago
