- I'll just start dumping requests I do here. My own separate ideas will have their own paste.
- >Day immunity in Equestria.
- >You are Anon, the immune.
- >A few days ago, you found out you were immune to a poisonous plant called 'Poison Joke.'
- >The ponies seemed to avoid it like the plague.
- >You, however, seemed to suffer no ill effects from it.
- >Ever since then, you began hiding their bubble bath supplies; the next shipment would arrive in four days.
- >Today, you have a surprise for them.
- >This morning, you filled a bag with Poison Joke.
- >You hid it in your house; it wouldn't be good to be seen with it on person.
- >There were few ponies that would make this prank hilarious, Twilight being one of them.
- >So, you decided to get a little help from her.
- >She couldn't know about your plan, however; it would be bad for business.
- >You borrowed a book on baking from her and went to the market.
- >After buying some baking ingredients, you went back home to make some cakes.
- >You mixed ground up Poison Joke along with the cake mix and put it in the oven.
- >You made a few dozen cakes and packed them nicely.
- >When it was finished, you traveled to Sugar Cube corner; they were the largest pastry supplier who could distribute your 'special' cakes.
- >Walking inside, you're greeted by Pinkie Pie.
- >"Heya, Anon! Whatcha doing? Want a cupcake?"
- "Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to do some business."
- >"Business? What kind of business?"
- "Well... how would you like to sell my cakes? I made them myself," you say, giving her an award-winning smile.
- >Hopefully that would win her over.
- >"Hmm..." she thinks, placing her hoof on her chin in thought. "I'd need to try it first."
- "No problem."
- >You hand her a cake from a box.
- >She wastes no time devouring it.
- >"It tastes... delicious!"
- "I'm glad you think so. Do we have a deal?"
- >"You bet, Anon. Could you have six dozen by tomorrow?
- "Actually, I have more than enough here."
- >You hand her the box of cakes.
- >"Thanks, Anon!"
- >You waste no time leaving the premises.
- >The next day, almost every pony—in one way or another—is affected.
- >Walking down the streets, you see Twilight with a floppy horn.
- >"Not again!" she shouts. "Where's our town's Poison Joke remedy?"
- >Oh, the joys of planning.
- >From where you stand, it looks as if Discord went to town on Ponyville.
- >Literally.
- >You travel to Sugar Cube Corner, smiling and laughing internally as you see most ponies infected by the plant.
- >Inside the store, you see Pinkie groaning over the counter.
- "What's up, Pinkie?" you ask.
- >"The cake is a lie."
- >Today was poorly done joke.
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