>For reasons unknown you are looking after Heartbeat
>Or maybe she is looking after you, these ponis don't seem to trust you a lot with...anything
>...actually she is in the kitchen making a snack for you instead of it being the other way around
>You stare at the wall while sitting on the couch and think long and hard about your life and how it has lead to this
>or 2 minutes before a random sound from the kitchen distracts you
>So you ski-dazzle your way to the doorway to the kitchen, aso know as the snackbar
>None of the ponies got your genious joke of writing Aloha on top of the doorway
>Heartbeat is making something, you're unsure waht it is but there's a blender, milk, sugar, a banana, ice cream...wait a minute, that's a banana milkshake she is making
>At least you hope it is, otherwise whatever she is making, she's doing it wrong
>...how did that banana peel get on top of her mane even?
>Heartbeat glances at you over her shoulder and gasps
>"Hey no peeking it's going to be a surprise!"
>She does her best to shield the blender et cetera, but thanks to being a little filly her best is just not enough
>You tell her "fine" and slowly sink back into the livign room, hearing her hum some song and the sound of a knife chopping something against a chopping board
>You sit down and hear the whirr of the blender and some slushing, and soon enough it stops
>then the sound of something being poured into something
>Then an "oops" from Heartbeat and a sound of splatter
>And soon enough she emerges vrom the kitchen with two big glasses of some form of liquid on her, thankfully no banana peel on her mane
>But there is something white on the tip of her nose, a bit like somepony has been snacking on the ice cream while making this obviously banana milkshake
>"You'll never gue-"
"Banana milkshake"
>Heartbeat shakes her head
>"Nope!"
>You accept the glass of yellowish milk and stare at it
>If it is not banana milkshake then what?
>...she would not just pee in a glass of milk and offer it to you? Nah, she does not strike like the type to pull a prank like that
>Well anyway she's staring at you intensily so you guess you're supposed to have a taste now
>So you take a sip through the silly straw
>It is a milkshake, that's for sure, and you can deffinetly taste banana, but there's something else in it too
>It's very...cookie like flavor?
>"Is it good?"
>You nod and sip more, it's damn good and before you know it you've drank all of it, since it was a filly sized serving since it was made by one
"It was, was taht cookie I tasted in there?"
>Heartbeat nods
>"Yeah! I put some cookies in a banana milkshake, so it's sort of a banana bread milkshake"
>Heartbeat sips hers happily, swaying from side to side while making faces of enjoyment and various high pitched sounds of similar emotion before closing her eyes and appearing to be in a milkshake based state of bliss, her ears flicking about
>And then she shakes a little and lets out a different kind of a high pitched sound, almost like she got some brain freeze
"You know, you could even try doing it with chocolate chip cookies"
>Heartbeats eyes shoot wide open and she stops drinking, turning her head sharply towards you with a face that screams what she says next
>"You're a genious!"
>Yes, yes you are
"Let's give it a go, we have more ice cream left"
>Heartbeats ears fold down
>"Ummm...we kind of don't..."
>You keep staring at her while she tries to shrink away under your gaze while making high pitched embarrassed noises
"You ate all the-"
>"Yeah I ate the rest while making us these milkshakes..."
>as a punishment you place one of the decorative pillows lying on the sofa on top of her head while she sips the rest of her milkshake a bit less enthusiastically while wearing her head ornament of shame
>Awww, you really started to feel like experimenting on milkshake flavor combinations with her until both of you threw up from too many milkshakes