Les Muffins D'amour -Derpy/Reed-

[Derpy Hooves]

Derpy gave Reed a little nod at the end of the rant, signifying that she was okay with the idea of stopping by to see the models. She was a little disappointed he didn’t hoof-make the models: she was always impressed when she saw someone with the dexterity and grace to be able to do such things by hoof. She was more like him: if she tried, there was going to be something off about the model somewhere.

Fortunately for Reed, just as he started to muse about where the food was, a unicorn waiter came by with the two plates of cake as well as Reed’s various sides. Glancing at the strawberries, Derpy sort of wished she had gotten some as well and made that wish known by asking the waiter to bring some by when he got the chance.

The little interruption done, Derpy smiled as she got to talk about her favorite subject in the whole wide world: her daughter!

”Well, it kind of is, but she and I have made friends with some really great unicorns to help her learn. I’ve visited Twilight a few times to ask about magic stuff, and Dinky’s even got some lessons from that mare Trixie. I know she didn’t have a great appearance the last time she was in town, but she’s apparently really good with foals. Although, I don’t exactly appreciate her teaching Dinky how to make magical fireworks,” Derpy said, giggling a little as she didn’t really mind that much,”So I have to make Dinky do that sort of thing outside.”

Taking a bite of the cake, Derpy smiled again. It was really good! Not as good as the Cakes or Pinkie’s cakes of course –after all, nothing beat the taste of a homemade small town bakery – but it was still pretty good.

”Wow, this is really good cake isn’t it?”

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Ahhhhhh, the relief. Food had finally arrived and now that it was here, he could quell the beast that was his stomach. He eye-balled the cake as she went into detail about her experiences with her unicorn daughter and the aroma filled the senses. At least it was something she seemed to love talking about. Maybe he would be like that one day?

"You managed to get her lessons with Trixie? I never saw the show everyone talks about, I moved into town a couple weeks after that when I had to take over the shop. My mother said it was a sight though." He nodded even though he wouldn't have known either way. "Fireworks are always pretty though."

He took his fork and placed a dollop of the whipped cream on top of the cake and topped that with the largest strawberry he could find in the bowl. Slicing off the end of the cake, he stuffed it in his mouth as the flavor hit him. A chocolaty delight complemented by the smooth cream that was only beat out by one other thing he could remember. He beamed with delight as he devoured the slice in a final bite that included the strawberry, the tartness of which brought him back into reality.

"This cake... was amazing." He took a sip of his milk, "Please help yourself to some of the whipped cream and the strawberries. I got what I needed from them." He patted his belly a bit with a sigh of relief. "Will definitely have to get some to go when we're done here... but probably won't taste as good later. Food always tastes better when you have someone to share it with. Which brings up another point... what do you have planned after this, Derpy? Would you like to head to the fair a little bit down the road? Or maybe you have something in mind?"

[Derpy Hooves]

”Yeah, they’re really pretty, but if you’re not paying attention they can be really surprising. I’ve had a few scares when Dinky first started, but she seems to have a handle on it now. Still a little worried about what’s going to happen when she starts doing even more complicated spells,” she said, though the little smile on her face betrayed her real feelings. As troublesome as magic could be, Derpy had to admit she was quite proud that her daughter was training her skills. What parent wouldn’t be proud of their kid being talented?

From the sounds of it, Reed really liked his cake, and she gladly took him up on the offer. Scooping up a little whipped cream and strawberries, she happily munched on them as she thought about the answer to his question.

”Huh, I hadn’t even thought about that, but I guess we can go check out the fair and walk around a bit. No rides though: going on a ride after eating something this rich is just asking for a bellyache,” she said, laughing just a little.