Ice Creamed (One Shot)

>Day Ice Creamed in Equestria
>Be Anonymous
>You instantly regret leaving your house today and, if you didn't desperately need tomatoes, you want nothing more than to be relaxing in your air conditioned home
>Sweat pours down your body under your elegant suit in the sweltering heat as you trek towards the market square
>As you walk, you spy a familiar pink pony
>To your amazement, she isn't bouncing around like a wayward beach ball today
>You wave and call out to her against your better judgment
"Pinkie, hey! How are you?"
>The little mare looks up to you with droopy eyes
>Her matted mane sticks wetly to one side of her face as a hairline smile splits her muzzle
>"Oh, hey, Anon... good to see you! I'm good, just a little hot... heh."
>Pinkie Pie looks genuinely tired from the heat and it makes you feel like you need to do something for her
"So, um... you want to go get some ice cream? I'm heading into town anyways."
>Her ears ping about for the moment and her smile intensifies
>"Oh, ice cream would be perfect today!"
>Her smile wanes slight as she presses her hooves around her body as if searching for something
>"Oh... but, I forgot my wallet at home..."
"Don't worry, I'll treat."
>You wonder for the moment why Pinkie checked herself for pockets
>The thought passes quickly enough as the heat beats down on the two of you
>You continue down the path until the market comes into view
>The shop owners all lazing about in their stalls, clinging to any shade their stands can afford
>You spot a unicorn who looks a bit cooler and much happier than the others
>He wears a white cap with a tidy apron and a double-scooped ice cream cone shows proudly on his rump
>As you approach, he tips his hat to you and bears a toothy grin
>"Salutations, Ms. Pie and Mr. Anonymous! What brings you to my humble stall today, hmm?"
>"Oh, oh, Anon, can I get a Double Fudgy Fudgesicle? Ooh, or maybe a Buzzing Blueberry Blast! No, wait! A sundae! Ah~! Too many choices!"
>Pinkie holds her head for the moment and her eyes spin around in a daze
>You press a finger to the top of Pinkie's head
>She looks up at you and you smile back to her
"How about a nice bowl with two scoops? You can't go wrong with two scoops."
>She nods quickly
>"You're right! Two scoops has never let me down before! I'll take two scoops, one Double Fudgy Fudgesicle -and- one Buzzing Blueberry Blast, please!"
>Pinkie seems to have a bit more spring in her step now
>You turn to the shopkeeper quickly
"I'll take a bowl as well, two scoops of vanilla, if you'd please?"
>The ice cream pony continues to glare with his unwavering smile as he digs into the frozen buckets
>He passes you the two bowls with a spoon in each and nods happily
>"There you are. That will be exactly twenty-seven bits."
>You grimace quickly at the number
>It would make sense that ice cream could sky rocket in price during a heat wave
>You blame laissez-faire and the damnable need for ice cream at least twice a week
>Pinkie stares up at you with eyes as wide as the bowl in your hand
>"Oh, thank you so much, Anon! You're the best human I know!"
>You laugh quickly
"I'm the only human you know."
>"And that's what makes you my special human friend!"
>You chuckle at her silliness and find a somewhat shaded spot to sit beneath a tree
>Pinkie Pie quickly takes her bowl and cradles it with care
>She lifts her spoon delicately and takes a small sample
>Her eyes light up and her tongue runs the edges of her lips
>A satisfied coo slips from Pinkie's mouth before she buries her face in bowl
>You have taken two spoonfuls before Pinkie looks up to you
>Her furry nose and chin are coated in a mix of blues and browns as she stares happily into your eyes
>"Ah~, that hit the spot! Nothing like two scoops..."
>Her tongue quickly darts over her fuzzy face as she cleans herself of any residual ice cream
>You smile and hold a spoonful of ice cream to your lips
>"Hey, Anon? What does yours taste like?"
>You hold the cool treat close to your lips and feel the chill rise up your nose
"Well, it's kind of plain, but I like it all the same. Want a bit?"
>She nods her head quickly and smiles
>The interesting thing about Pinkie Pie is that she never seemed to mind eating off the same plate as you
>You dip the spoon into her mouth and watch as it curves gracefully around the metal head
>Her tongue runs across the underside slowly as she saviors the creamy white dessert
>You withdraw your spoon slowly from her lips as her eyes roll with frozen bliss
>"Oh, Anon... that's such a good flavor..."
"Yes, I think so too. Sometimes, the simple things are the best."
>She nods and looks at you with a short grin
>"Um, you think... maybe, I could have another taste?"
>You find yourself slightly smirking at her request
>Without hesitation, you take another spoonful and feed your pink friend
>She holds the spoon in her mouth a little tighter this time and makes a little slurping sound
>You watch her throat flex lewdly as she takes in your sweet treat
>"Ohh~ yeah, that's the spot..."
>You look at her with a curious grin before taking of a scoop more of your ice cream
>You bring a small mound of vanilla to your lips and pop it in your mouth
>The spoon feels incredibly hot since Pinkie's used it
>You quickly take in another few spoonfuls and let the coolness settle in your belly
"Ah, feels better already, yeah?"
>Pinkie doesn't respond to you
>Her eyes are transfixed on your spoon and bowl
>She looks as if she has something to ask, but you don't press her for the question
>You lift a big lump of delicious vanilla up to you lips and close your eyes
>The spoon enters your mouth, but it feels surprisingly warm and empty
>You open your eyes and check out your spoon to see that it is cleaned
>A quick coo of delight from your friend catches your attention
"Did you just snatch a bite of my ice cream?"
>Pinkie looks at you with alert eyes and shakes her head from side to side as a hoof covers her mouth
>You watch her closely as you take a spoonful to your lips and push it into your mouth
>Her eyes shine with need as she watches you eat the next bite
>Another bite and her hoof lowers to one side
>Another bite has Pinkie breathing visibly harder
>Your bowl is now half full as you raise a third spoonful up
>You place the spoon over your tongue and close your lips
>Before you can react, Pinkie is upon you
>Her hooves press into your shoulders and you feel her mouth on your own
>Her tongue invades your space and swipes the melting ice cream away
>Breaking her "kiss", Pinkie sighs and shivers
>"It's so good, Anon. I need this so bad..."
>She looks at you with hungry eyes and you shy away with your bowl
"I'd like to eat my ice cream, thank you..."
>You really want this ice cream, but you aren't certain if Pinkie wants its more
>"Just one more scoop! Please?!"
>You lift a spoonful and eat it quickly
>Pinkie looks at you in frustration and lungs for your bowl
>You pull it back only to have Pinkie pin you at the waist
>As you struggle, a lump of ice cream tips from the bowl
>It speeds towards the ground as a pink blur appears under it
>Pinkie's mouth opens wide and catches the stray ice cream blob
>You manage to get to your feet and attempt to shovel it in
>Pinkie climbs up your back and struggles to match your reach
"Pinkie Pie, this is my ice cream!"
>"You still have so much! Just a little won't hurt!"
>A curvy tail suddenly blinds you as Pinkie slyly snatches another bite
"Hey! That's not fair!"
>"All is fair in love and ice cream!"
>You wrestle Pinkie's tail while keeping the bowl a safe distance away
>With an unnatural dexterity, Pinkie maneuvers around your body and knocks you onto your butt
>The bowl of ice cream slips from your hand as Pinkie buries her muzzle into it
>You take advantage of the distracted thief and pin her on her back
>Her cheeks bulge with ice cream as you turn the tables with your own skilled tongue
>Her mouth yields easily as you slide past her teeth and reclaim a good mouthful of ice cream
>You both swallow in time to deny the other taking anymore
>Pinkie presses her face into yours once more as she cleans the edges of your mouth and the recesses of your teeth
>A sudden sharp gasp and loud whinny catch your attention
>Pinkie and you separate with a loud popping sound as you wipe your ice cream and salivia coated mouth on one sleeve
>Standing above you is Applejack
>Her ears are pinned back and she has a scowl plastered to her face
>"What're ya'll doin' to Pinkie?!"
"Nothing! I wanted a little ice cream and..."
>You are cut off as Applejack knocks you over
"No, you don't understand! She was trying to steal my vanilla cream..."
>You are tossed again
"Wait! That came out wrong again!"
>"Looky here, mister Ah-Know-Pinkie-Can't-Handle-Her-Ice-Cream! If'n you ever try to get her alone with frozen desserts again, ya'll be answer to -me-, got it?!"
>Applejack snorts in your face and narrows her green eyes
>You nod slowly with a bit of fright on your face
>Pinkie finally stands up after a moment longer and looks at Applejack and you
>"Oh, gosh... I'm so sorry! I... I must have gotten a little loopy again, hah. Don't be mad, Applejack, Anon didn't know and I... well, I didn't tell him."
>Pinkie twiddles her hooves nervously and turns her face away
>"You're not -mad- at me, are you, Anon?"
>You shake your head as Applejack backs up
>She snorts once more at you before breaking eye contact and turns to Pinkie Pie
>"Come on, Sugarcube. Lets get you home a'fore you... well, you know."
>"Oh, yeah, like that time at Twilight's birthday. I said I was sorry though... who knew it would stain?"
>Applejack shakes her head and she leads Pinkie onward
>You lay on your back in the shade for a moment with an empty bowl in your hand and the taste of sugary mare spit in your mouth
>It was an alright afternoon