"Here we are, dearest." Discord says softly as he carries Pinkie Pie towards the door to their hotel room. Mr. and Mrs. Cake had chipped in almost all of their bits to pay for our honeymoon after the wedding.
"No, no. I couldn't, Mr. and Mrs. Cake. You're too kind. My mom and dad already offered to pay for the wedding and now you want to pay for Dizzy's and my honeymoon?"
Mrs. Cake shook her head, her swirly ice cream-styled pink mane moving with it. She looked at Mr. Cake who had a shocked expression on his face. It seemed he really wanted to give me this opportunity.
"Pinkie Pie," My boss, Mr....
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