Punny Pinkie: Soft Drink

>Jeez were you thirsty.

>Even piss was acceptable at this point.

>The hot summer sun beat down on you just like a Kentucky redneck did on his wife after a hard day of drinking as you walked down the streets of Ponyville.

>Its relentless downpour of heat was practically bringing you to your knees.

>Every single store was out of things to drink because the ponies had known this heat wave was going to happen.

>You arrive at the last store, the one you dreaded entering...

>Sugarcube Corner.

>Slowly opening the door, you peek inside and see Pinkie sitting behind the counter, drinking a can of Dr. Pony.

>Your eyes widen as she downs the sweet liquid.

>Swinging the door open, you enter the pink demon's domain.

"Hey Pinkie? Do you guys have any more Dr. Pony?"

>"Of course Anonymous!" she giggles, dipping under the counter.

>You begin heading towards the counter until she jumps out and pegs a can towards your chest.

>The can makes solid contact, knocking you over.

>You hold your chest in pain as the can hits the ground and sprays pop everywhere.

>Pinkie quickly runs over to you, a look of concern on her face.

>"Anonymous! Are you all right?"

>Grabbing the pink menace by the scruff of her neck, you bring her face to yours.

"Why in the hell would you do that!?"

>She tries to suppress her laughter, but clearly does a horrible job at it.

>"Sorry! I didn't think you'd get hurt because it was a soft drink!"