Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness!
You've really outdone yourselves, Mr. and Mrs. Cake!
This is sure to be the winning entry of this year's national dessert competition.
Oh, thank you, Pinkie.
And thanks for transporting it all the way to Canterlot for us.
Absolutely! It's my honor to...
Uh...beg pardon but could we maybe move things along?
This here cake's a mighty heavy. Right, Big Macintosh?
Eeyup.
All righty then, Big Mac.
To the train depot.
That's it, Big Mac. Nice and slow.
This is precious cargo you're carrying.
Yes, it took months of planning and testing.
I would hate for it to...
Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Cake.
Rainbow Dash! Fluttershy!
A little peg-assistance?
I'll get it there safely. You'll see.
Of course, Pinkie.
We never doubted you.
Twilight, can I see you a second?
A nice protective spell as extra insurance.
Better safe than sorry.
AJ? Rarity? One last thing?
All right, everypony, we're in the homestretch here.
See, Mr. and Mrs. Cake? I got it here without a hitch!
Now all we have to do is get it...
...in?
Thank you all for helping me get the cake safely on the dessert car.
Thank you for inviting us all to go with you to Canterlot for the national dessert competition.
I'm sure the festivities will be just lovely.
Phooey on the festivities.
I can't wait to try all those tasty treats.
Well the tastiest treat of all is sure to be the Cakes' Marzipan Moscarpone Meringue Madness.
All that rich, creamy goodness of the marzipan
combined with the tart tanginess of the moscarpone,
blended perfectly with the smooth silky sweetness of the meringue.
That's why I call the Marzipan Moscarpone Meringue Madness the MMMM!
Exactly.
It's the most delicious, delectable, delightful, de-lovely cake in Equestria.
And it's sure to win first prize!
Zis is not so!
For I, Gustav LeGrand
do challenge your crude cake to a duel of delectable delicacies against my
Excepcionally Exquisite Eclairs!
Zey will undoubtedly strike down all ze competition,
winning first prize and crowning me Le Champion.
Not a chance, LeGrand
Doughnut Joe! What are you doing in Ponyville?
Pickin' up the final, all-important ingredient for my contest entry,
Donutopia!
And with these super sprinkles,
my doughnuts is gonna dunk all the other lousy desserts,
steal first prize, and make my donut shop famous.
Forever!
Oh Joe, your dippy donuts could never out-rival me.
Hello, what's your name?
I am Mulia Mild.
Behold, my Chocolate Moose Mousse!
It will trample all your treats,
be given first prize,
and make me the greatest chef in Equestria!
Madame Mild,
you and your mousse moose are mistaken.
Your frou-frou eclairs will never defeat my donuts!
The Cakes' Marzipan Moscarpone Meringue Madness is going to win!
Your simple cake could never take my mousse.
Well it sure looks like we're in for a delicious competition tomorrow.
Maybe we should settle in for a good night's sleep.
I gotta admit I'm pretty beat.
Yeah, I'm gonna hit the hay myself.
Wait!
Didn't you hear those chefs? We have to protect MMMM!
I know for super-sure that MMMM is the best dessert in all Equestria!
And I know that they know it, too!
So...
So?
One of them is going to sabotage the Cakes's cake tonight!
You have to help me stand guard!
Pinkie, you're overreacting.
Yeah those chefs aren't gonna do your cake any harm.
But they are! I just know it!
Fine! If you wanna stand guard, go for it! We're going to bed.
I'll show them! I'll stand up all night and protect you!
Nothing and nopony will stop me from keeping you safe!
Stop, you saboteur!
I have you now!
Oh, thank Celestia you're okay!
But one of those bakers is mixing up something bad.
So I'm not leaving you again no matter what.
Who turned out the moon?
Don't go near that cake, thief!
Stop, thief!
Oh! Are you OK, thief?
Overreacting my hoof.
I knew I was going to have to keep a close eye on you.
And that's just what I'm gonna do.
The cake!
Oh, "M.M.M.M."!
You look m-m-m-marvelous!
Wow!
I know!
I think some congratulations are in order for a job well done.
Um, you better hold off on giving yourself an award just yet, Pinkie.
Look.
Look at wha... Huh?
What is it?
What happened?
It's the marzipan mascarpone meringue madness!
It's been...
Mutilated!
Now we just need to find out who done it.
You mean who "did" it.
Exactly! Who did-done-dood it!
Well, having read many mystery novels,
I know that the only way to discover the culprit
is to investigate.
Exactly!
And as chief detective, that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Uh, you're investigatin'?
Yes! And Twilight shall be my lowly assistant
who asks silly questions with obvious answers.
Fine, Pinkie. Should we start looking for clues?
Perfect silly question, my dear Twilight.
Because the obvious answer is...
Yes..?
No! 'Cause I know who did it.
Pinkie, how could you possibly know?
How could I possibly not know?
Clearly, this dasterdly deed was done by the baker
who knew their dessert could not measure up to the mastery
of the Marzipan Mascarpone Merangue Madness!
I guess you feared your eclairs lacked flair...
Gustav!
Ouch!
Get your claws off that cake you cur!
Oh goodness!
Muhu ha ha!
Thus destroying the cake and the Cakes's chance
of winning the national dessert competition!
But it makes no sense!
What do you mean, lowly assistant?
Well first, if you were tied to the train tracks
how are you now here?
Guess that isn't a totally silly question.
And second, the cake hasn't been sliced,
it's been bitten.
Just look at the teeth marks.
You're right my fine fellow.
Gustav LeGrand is clearly in the clear.
Which means the "M.M.M.M." was destroyed by another baker.
A baker whose donuts are do-nots!
That's right, it was Joe!
Or as he's known in the spy world:
Mane.
Con Mane.
Slashing the cake's chances to win!
Pinkie! There is no laser beam security system.
And Joe is not sleek, stealthy Con Mane.
He's big, gruff and messy!
Although, you would look rather dapper in a tuxedo.
You may be right, lowly assistant.
May be?
Now that I'm taking a closer look at these desserts,
I see that one simply cannot look me in the eye.
Pinkie, that mousse is a moose!
Yes. And the mule behind the moose panicked
when she saw the mastery of the MMMM.
So you're saying that the culprit is...?
Mulia Mild!
Putting an end to the Cakes' dreams of taking first prize!
Huh! I hope you're proud of yourself, Muuuulia!
Pinkie, stop!
This is ridiculous! Look at her!
I guess you're right.
Thank you.
But I was so sure it was one of the other bitter bakers that destroyed the MMMM.
That way, their delicious dessert would reign supreme.
I mean, just look at Joe's Donutopia!
It's a spectacular city of donutty delight
topped temptingly with sprinkle-licious sprinkles.
And Gustav's eclairs look incredibly edible,
glistening glaziness.
But then there's Mulia Mild's mousse moose.
Huh. Why this mouthwateringly marvelous mousse moose tempts the tastebuds
with the silky smooth yummy nummy chocolatiness.
So why did this criminal devour the Marzipan Moscarpone Meringue Madness
while leaving this trio of tasty treats untouched?
Now I have no idea who do-doned-it.
This mystery gets more mysterious every minute.
Well, you have to stop the wild accusations and get to the truth.
Everypony, go back to your cars while we do a little investigating.
Ok, Pinkie, in order to really solve this mystery
we're gonna have to find clues.
Now, you were here at the scene of the crime all night.
You're not accusing me, are you?!
No!
But maybe you saw something that would help us.
I saw a silhouette in the moonlight!
Good. Let's retrace your steps.
Then, I chased the culprit down the train towards the caboose!
But when I got there, he was gone!
Our first clue!
I think I know who did it, Pinkie.
Already?
Yes.
But I need more evidence to confirm.
Tell me what happened next.
I heard somepony else in the dessert car
and chased them up to the engine.
But when I got there
all I saw was the conductor shovelling coal.
The conductor, huh?
But... that doesn't make any sense!
What happened next, Pinkie?
Well, I went back to the dessert car.
Yes?
The curtains mysteriously closed all on their own!
Interesting.
Anything else?
I heard hoofsteps, a loud thud,
and then they were gone.
When I opened the curtains, I saw that the portrait by the door was all crooked.
Oh my. What is that?
What next, Pinkie?
That's it! I was here guarding the cake the rest of the night.
I mean... I slept by the cake the rest of the night.
And when you woke up, half the cake was gone?
Exactly!
By Jove, I think I've got it!
Call everypony back. We have a cake culprit to catch.
Look, why are we all here again?
I bet you're all wondering why we're all here again.
She's good!
We have discovered the true culprit of this cake carnage.
But how?
Well, you see, when commiting the crime it's crucial that one never leaves behind clues.
And especially an obvious clue like... this!
A-ha! A blue feather!
I knew it was you... Gustav LeGrand!
Pinkie, Gustav doesn't have blue feathers.
Nope! 'cause he's been dying 'em!
No, Pinkie!
Remember how when you chased the suspect to the caboose they suddenly disappeared?
That's because they flew away!
But the thief did leave a little something behind.
Didn't you...
Rainbow Dash?
I - I don't even like cake!
So, Rainbow Dash did it!
Case solved!
Case not solved.
Because when we went to the engine I saw the conductor's hat,
and inside the hat was... this!
So it was you! That pink hair came from your rainbow-coloured mane!
I don't have pink in my mane, Pinkie!
So you're wearing a wig?
Ouch, cut it out!
Pinkie! Remember?
You chased a pony to the engine,
where you thought you saw the conductor shovelling coal.
But that wasn't the conductor at all!
It was... Fluttershy!
Oh my...
You're going down, Fluttershy!
Pinkie!
But then another clue confounded my suspicions.
You were guarding the cake when the curtains mysteriously closed.
But that's no mistery, that's magic.
But when the thief tried to make their grand escape they made a small addition to the portrait.
Has anypony else noticed that Rarity is wearing her hair rather differently today?
What? Is it a crime to change one's style now and again?
Why, I think it's a crime not to.
Really?
Fine, I'm guilty! I wear false eyelashes!
Oh, and I took a bite of the cake.
So did I.
Oh, nuts. So did I.
It just made it sound so delectable.
So tasty.
And boy, was it!
I only meant to take a little lady-like bite.
It was so good!
Yeah, I just dove right in!
But I'm really-really sorry.
Terribly sorry.
Sorry, Pinkie.
That's OK.
At least this mystery is finally solved.
But it isn't.
We figured out who ate the Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness,
but we still don't know who devoured the other bakers' goods.
You're right Twilight. You know what we have to do?
Well, yes I do.
Do you?
Look for clues!
Well, Pinkie, did you find the devourer of the desserts?
I most certainly did! It was none other than...
THE BAKERS!
First of all, Gustav has mousse in his moustache!
And Joe has eclair in his hair!
And Mulia has sprinkles in her wrinkles!
What do you say, bakers?
Oh, I'm so sorry, Mulia,
but Pinkie made your mousse moose sound tres magnifique.
And Pinkie's description of your eclairs really did make them sound scrumptious!
And the way she spoke of your Donutopia...
oh, was too delectable to resist!
Well, everypony, we finally have the mystery solved.
Yes, but now we don't have any desserts to enter into ze contest!
I think we can fix that. Come on!
Dear Princess Celestia!
Today I learned that it's not good to jump to conclusions.
You have to find out all the facts before saying somepony did something.
If you don't, you could end up blaming somepony for something they never did.
This could hurt their feelings. And it could make you feel really foolish.
So from now on, I will always make sure to always get all the facts.
How's that for a lesson, Princess Celestia?
Care for a bite?
I don't mind if I do
THE END!
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