Cotton Candy with a Minty Twist (CYOA Oneshot/Discontinued)

>Day 231 in Equestria, P0nyville to be exact.
>You've been living in this place for quite a while
>Ever since the freak accident that sent you here from your world via wormhole.
>Though you have to say adjusting to everyday life was a chore
>Ponies far and wide were reluctant to be around you
>Even though Celestia gave you citizenship
>You were an oddity, comparable to that of any creature the Everfree could spawn
>The fact that you were found in the Everfree didn't help things at all
>Regardless, you were able to build a home on a patch of land outside of P0nyille
>You've been living there ever since
>Over the course of your stay, by some miracle you were able to make a handful of friends
>Though for many days you were thinking that they were only you friends due to circumstance
>Pinkie became your best friend considering she's friends with everyone in town
>Lyra became your friend because she's fascinated with bipedal creatures.
>Colgate seemed to like your hygienic nature and didn't mind helping you take care of your teeth
>The others ponies though... weren't so open.
>No fillies, no mane 6 other than Pinkie, nether one of the Princesses, and no CMC.
>Admittedly it was off-putting but you'd deal with it like you've dealt with the hand you have now.
>You have a humble home, with only a few pieces of furniture
>A couch here, a few book shelves there, couple of chairs, and a bed.
>You didn't need much to get by
>As of right now you're sitting on your false leather couch reading one of the many books your friends have provided you.
>You always liked reading a good almanac
>Right now you're getting up to date with the minotaur's territory
>Suddenly there's a knock on your door

A: Ignore your door and read your book. Could be a pony
B: Answer the door
C: Throw an object at your door and get whoever's there to go away

(B was chosen)

>You shut your book, set it on your couch, and get to your feet
>Whoever is knocking probably isn't going to go away until they see the monkey man
>Wouldn't be the first time you dealt with something like that
>As you get closer to your door the knocks come faster and faster
>There's only one pony who could knock like that
>An Earthy Pony whom you've grown quite attached to despite the circumstances
>The Party Pony: Pinkamina Diane Pie
>Or just Pinkie Pie to her friends
>Aka Poofy Party Pony, aka Miss Pie, aka Pinkie Responsibility Pie, aka...
>You could list off the other dozen alias she also goes by but that would be redundant
>She loved her little nicknames among many other things
>Parties were one of those many things.
>They were a major portion of her life, after all her talent revolved around parties
>You could recall a few parties she threw specifically for you so you'd get out of your house
>She seemed to take special care with you, after all you were different
>You were alone, the only kind of your species, and with no way to get home.
>Because of that she wanted to make you feel as welcome as possible
>To show you that you didn't have to be alone.
>Because of her you were able to open up to at least a few others
>She's probably the reason why Lyra or Colgate even bother with you in the first place
>In fact... that was one of the many reasons why you liked her...
>But... there was a bit of a complication with that
>Before you could try to get her to go out on a date with you so you could show her just how much she means to you
>She'd drag you off to do some random thing
>It was infuriating!
>Last week when you tried to get her to go on a picnic you spent the day helping her build a flying machine
>And the week before that it was a parasprite infestation
>Before that week she had you baking five dozen cupcakes!
>You aren't even going to get into what happened before that...
>As you open your door you're greeted by none other than Pinkie
>But... she doesn't realize you've open the door yet
>She has her head turned away and her front hooves are a blur as she knocks your legs
"Pinkie...."
>She's still going
>"OhmygoshImknockingasfastasIcanhowcanhenothearit?!"
"Pinkie."
>"HurryupandanswerthedoorNonny!"
>You lose it for a moment and shout
"PIIIIIINNNNKIE!
>She freezes and turns to you her smile wide
>"Hi Nonny that was loud! Are you working on your party cheer?! Oh oh oh let me try!"
>Her chest expands to huge proportions as she intakes air
"No Pinkie don't!"
>"HHHHHHIIIII NONNY!"
>The force of the air expelling from her lungs knocks you off of your feet and back into your house
>It's like a hurricane just blew through your home
>Books fall off of shelves, chairs are overturned, and you're forced against your wall
>When the hellish storm finally ends she's still got that smile plastered on her face
>She sees your displeasure but seems to ignore it
>"So how'd I do? And be honest I need a good critique. I can't be lacking in the party department."
>She takes an over dramatic gasp before rushing over to you in a mere blur of color
>You don't know how she did it but she's now standing on top of a step ladder
>On her hind hooves she's now at your height
>She has your cheeks in her front hooves and she's looking to you her expression serious
>"So was it? Was it party-rific, was it super-duper party-rific, or was it 'OhmyCelestiathatwasbestcheer...ific.'"
>You have no idea what's going on right now
>But she's looking to you with a hopeful expression
"Is... it really that important?"
>Your response is a bit muffled because of her hold on your cheeks
>How is she even doing that?
>Her eyes seem to pop out of her head from her surprise
>"It's only the most important thing EVER! If I can't do a good party cheer then ponies won't think it's a good party because if it is a good party you'd be happy so of course you'd cheer but if it's boring why would you say anything at all?"
>What?
"...What?"
>She needs to learn to slow down so others can understand a word she's saying
>Pinkie groans in frustration
>"Just tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Plllleeeeaaaase?
>You sigh

A:Give her an honest critique of her cheer
B:As her what the hell she's talking about
C:It was party-rific
D:It was super-duper party-rific
E:Oh my Celestia that was best cheerific
F:Wut?

(A was chosen)