A less than poofy ball of Pink lay on her bed. In her hooves she hugged her pillow, tightly, desperate almost. Although it had already been two days since her rejection, for Pinkie, it might as well have been years.
“Oh Pinkie... This is why I never ask anypony else out... I’m the party pony... everypony thinks you’re just that... No pony wants to see the other side of you.” A tear slid down the side of her cheek, slowly arriving at its final destination upon her already wet pillow as she pressed her nose into it, trying to hide the pain. “No pony wants to go out with the party animal...”
"Hey AJ!" Pinkie Pie eagerly waved her hoof in greeting.
"Hi Pinkie Pie." The farmer replied, taking off her hat as she entered Sugarcube Corner.
"Oh boy, I have the bestest day ever planned ahead!" The party pony bounced around her friend, full of energy.
"That's great to hear Pinkie. But what are Ya plannin' on today?" A light grin played across the farmers