- >Day 9999 in Equestria.
- >You are asleep.
- >A cloud shifts and the sun hits your eyelids.
- >You are now awake, and rubbing your eyes in pain.
- >You sit up, and come face to face with Pinkie Pie.
- >You are proud you do not even react.
- >"Hey Anon!" Her smile is only slightly less blinding than the sun.
- "Hey."
- >"It's 7am!"
- "Uh, is it?"
- >"You just woke up, in the morning!" She stops herself giggling on the last word.
- "Right?"
- >"Are you fresh?"
- "What?"
- >"I asked are you fresh."
- "Pinkie, I'm not doing this."
- >You push her off the bed and get up. She hits the floor and waves at you as you leave the room.
- >"You need to go downstairs, Anon!"
- "Shut up Pinkie."
- >No more iPod for Pinkie.
- >A quick look through your fridge confirms your suspicions. No real food. Just a piece of lettuce.
- >Why not, you're hungry enough.
- >You sit on the couch to consume your lettuce.
- >Pinkie sits across from you on the floor, eyeing you.
- >"What are you doing?" She suddenly exclaims.
- "Eating breakfast."
- >"Where's the cereal?"
- "Pinkie, you don't have cereal here in Equestria."
- >"How do you make it?"
- "Cereal? Depends."
- >She glares at you.
- "Pinkie, it's just a song. Drop it."
- >She huffs and stalks out of the house, slamming the front door.
- >You munch in silence for a while.
- >Where is your iPod anyway?
- >Applejack asked for some help at the market stalls today.
- >You finish your lettuce and go to check your clock.
- >Your clock is missing.
- >Without it, you have no idea how long you have left before you need to go meet Applejack.
- >This is Pinkie's doing, you are sure of it.
- >Might as well head out now and get there early.
- >You open the front door to find Pinkie again.
- >She shoves something into your hand.
- >It's a Ushanka.
- >You toss it back in her face and walk on.
- >As you go, you hear her mumble into the Ushanka about a bus stop.
- >You are ashamed that you even have this song on your iPod.
- >"Why in tarnation do you even have that song on your thingamajig?"
- >Applejack poses this question after you explain Pinkie's antic.
- "It was put there by a friend as a joke, back on Earth. I don't like the song, it's annoying, ok?"
- >"Well clearly, or else Pinkie Pie would never have started all this fuss."
- >Suddenly there is a neighing sound.
- >Pinkie trots through the crowd up to the stall.
- >She is wearing a bridle and towing a carriage.
- >"Hey Anon! Where do you want to sit?"
- "Pinkie-"
- >"Come on! You can kick in the front seat or sit in the back! Gotta make your mind up!"
- >You look to Applejack.
- >"Take the day off, sugarcube."
- "Thanks."
- >Ignoring Pinkie's protests, you walk away.
- >You need to find that iPod.
- >You cannot find your iPod anywhere.
- >As you move through the house rapidly, you check under the bed again.
- >Pinkie is there.
- >"What day is it Anon?"
- >You move to open the chest of drawers. Pinkie's head emerges.
- >"What day is it Anon?"
- >You go into the kitchen and open the fridge.
- >"What day is it Anon?"
- >You look under the toilet seat.
- >"Flupf pflay ffif fif paffon?"
- >You collapse on the sofa, Pinkie bouncing around you.
- >"What day is it A-"
- "IT'S FRIDAY!"
- >She blinks at you.
- >"Well duh. I just wanted you to know that today is the day I return your iPod!"
- >There it is, offered in front of you in Pinkie's hoof.
- >You snatch it and tuck it into your pocket.
- >Pinkie beams at you.
- "That's it? No more? No more kicking in seats? Getting down on Friday?"
- >"What are you talking about Anon?"
- >You think you hear your brain fizzle.
- "Nothing. Just go please."
- >Pinkie hops out of your front door.
- >As she goes, you hear her humming.
- >"Fun, fun, think about fun..."
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