Title:           HYPERACTIVE & Systematic - Fun With Whipped Cream
Author:          FingerbangingMLP
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First Edit:      Saturday 6th of December 2014 02:54:03 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 6th of December 2014 02:54:03 AM CDT

>...
>And then it was midnight.
>Sunset slowly wakes up from her sleeping bag upon hearing rustling in the kitchen.
>She sits up and peers into the darkness.
>There's nothing at first.
>Until her eyes adjust.
>The darkness slowly fades away to reveal a faint glow emitting from the kitchen.
>Someone's clearly in there.
>She gets up to her feet.
>The silence re-takes over the environment as she draws near the kitchen.
>She wearily steps through the doorway to find Twilight sitting at the table.
>She has a reclusive look on her face.
>Sunset looks over to her.
>"Twilight? What are you doing up at this time?" She asks.
>Twilight looks up at her, as though she's been startled.
>"Oh... um... I didn't know you were there." Twilight responds.
>"It''s fine."
>"I just, I couldn't sleep. That's all."
>"Why not? Is something wrong?" Sunset asks, concerned.
>"Oh, no. I just felt a little lonely since I was the only one awake."
>Sunset smiles a little bit.
>"Well it's alright, now. I'm here, right?"
>"Yeah..." Twilight says with a sigh.
>Sunset raises her eyebrow.
>"Are you sure there's not something on your mind?"
>Twilight doesn't answer.
>"Twilight?"
>"I don't know..." Twilight finally says back. "Could you kinda... sit here with me for a while?"
>"Okay." Sunset agrees, pulling up a chair.
>The two girls sit together, letting the silence take the room once again.
>They start out looking down at their hands and the table.
>Twiddling their thumbs.
 
>Sunset looks up for a split second at Twilight.
>She doesn't notice her looking.
>Sunset looks at Twilight's hair.
>It's impressively smooth and sleek.
>Yet it's not even wet.
>Sunset contemplates what her hair would look like if she styled it like that.
>Twilight can subtly feel eyes being directed towards her.
>She looks up across the table at her companion.
>Sunset looks back down, hoping Twilight didn't notice her.
>There was direct eye contact for a split second.
>Twilight doesn't say anything in response.
>She just looks back down.
>That was a close one for Sunset.
>Perhaps a little too close.
>Perhaps even, a little too late.
>Too late to look the other way and pretend that didn't just happen.
>But her bravery dictates her following decision.
>She looks back up at Twilight.
>Maybe she can pull her eyes away a lot quicker this time.
>Apparently not.
>Twilight knew she was going to do it again.
>Her eyes shoot up as well and they make eye contact for an even longer time than the last.
>Sunset looks back down, blushing.
>Twilight smiles at her.
>She caught her this time.
 
>"Sunset?" Twilight asks her.
>Sunset's face reddens even further upon hearing Twilight's voice.
>Well, she has to answer her.
>"Y-... yeah, Twilight?"
>"Is there a reason you came in here?"
>"Not really. Just kinda felt like it..."
>She just felt like it.
>"Well is there anything you want to talk about?" Twilight asks her.
>"I... I guess."
>Twilight suddenly realizes that there is nothing she can think of to start a conversation.
>"Tonight's been a little uneventful..." Sunset brings up.
>"Yeah. Nothing too interesting happened. It would be nice if we all could have a little fun."
>"Well most of us are in the other room sleeping. So I don't really think they really care at this point in time."
>"Yeah." Twilight agrees. "Guess it's just you and me."
>Neither of them speak for a few seconds.
>Let the situation sink in a little bit.
>One of them has to break the silence.
>"You, um, want something to drink?" Twilight asks.
>"Yes, yes. I do feel a little thirsty." Sunset replies.
>Sunset stands up.
>Walks over to the fridge.
>Opens the door, only to find that there's not really much someone can particularly drink.
>Instead, there's nothing but dozens of containers of whipped cream.
>Filling the entire fridge.
 
>She bends forward to try to find something behind the whipped cream.
>There doesn't seem to be anything.
>Sunset hears Twilight let out a shudder behind her.
>She looks over her shoulder to just quickly catch a glance of Twilight moving her sight back away and down to the table.
>There is redness on Twilight's face.
>"...What is it?" Sunset asks.
>Twilight looks too nervous to speak.
>"I... it's nothing."
>Sunset slightly narrows her eyes.
>"It looks like you were just looking at something..." She suspects.
>"Um, yeah. Yeah, I was. I was wondering what that stuff in the fridge is."
>"You don't know what it is?"
>Twilight shakes her head.
>"Okay. It's called whipped cream." Sunset explains.
>"Alright. How do I use it?"
>Sunset takes one of them out of the fridge and walks over to Twilight.
>She stands next to her chair and squirts some onto her thumb.
>The whipped cream slides out from the opening.
>Twilight watches Sunset try to balance it so it doesn't fall off.
>"That whipped cream stuff looks cool." Twilight gasps.
>"It is. It's usually for parties and stuff."
 
>"Well, that would explain why it's in Pinkie Pie's fridge."
>"Yeah, that's true." Sunset says with a chuckle.
>Twilight watches Sunset squeeze more of the whipped cream out of the container.
>"Can I try?" She asks.
>"You mean the whipped cream? Sure."
>Sunset hands Twilight the can of whipped cream to Twilight.
>Twilight presses her finger on the flexible lid, causing the whipped cream to emit out of the top.
>"Wow!" Twilight quietly gasps in amazement. "This thing is so cool!"
>"Yeah, I guess it is."
>Twilight sprays it all over her hand.
>"This stuff is so soft and creamy!" She says before licking it off her hand. "It tastes good, too."
>"Can I have some? I know there's more, but I kinda want to use one can at a time."
>"But... I really like it."
>"I'll give it right back."
>"I know, but I kind of want to use it for another minute or something."
>Sunset stares at her.
>"I'll give it right back. I promise. I just want to keep playing with it."
>"Okay."
>Twilight proceeds to squirt it directly into her mouth.
>She lets her lips close around the opening.
>After indulging some more of the condiment, Twilight hands it back over to Sunset.
>"Um, thanks." Sunset replies as she takes the can.
>"Oh wait, you didn't mind putting the whole thing in my mouth did you?" Twilight asks.
 
>Sunset squirts more of the whipped cream into her mouth the exact same way Twilight did, closing her lips on the flexible opening.
>"Of course, not." Sunset verifies.
>Sunset then squirts some onto her hand and dabs it onto Twilight's nose.
>"Hey!" Twilight quietly exclaims, careful not to wake the others.
>"Got you!"
>"Give me that!" Demands Twilight as she tries to snatch the can out of Sunset's hands.
>They both playfully fight over the open whipped cream container.
>During the struggle, there are various moments in which fingers are unintentionally pressed against the opening, causing more whipped cream to shoot out in random directions.
>It starts spilling all over their hands and drips onto the floor.
>"Careful!" Warns Sunset as she holds tightly to the can. "This stuff is slippery, you know."
>Twilight pauses for a second upon hearing Sunset inform her this.
>An implicit smile appears on her face.
>"How slippery is it?" She asks.
>"Like, banana peels in cartoons slippery." Sunset tells her.
>Twilight starts to smile even wider, letting Sunset have the can back.
>"There's a grassy field behind this house's backyard, right?" She asks Sunset.
>"The one with the hill? Yes."
>Twilight goes to the sink area and starts collecting shopping bags from under the sink.
>"What are you doing?" Sunset asks.
>"Collect as many cans of whipped cream as you can. We're going outside."
>"Why?"
>"The others won't be able hear us out there. I... want to see just how slippery this whipped cream really is." Twilight tells Sunset with a devious smile on her face.
>"Wh-why don't you want anyone to hear us?" Sunset asks as she blushes slightly.
>"Because I... kind of want this to just be you and me."
 
>...
>Twilight and Sunset pack their bags with all of their whipped cream.
>The bags are almost breaking.
>They leave Pinkie Pie's house with 34 cans of whipped cream.
>Thirty.
>Four.
>They skip through the woods, giggling to eachother.
>Sunlight in the Moonlight.
>"Over Here!!!" Twilight squeals as she points to an open field with a hill in it.
>The massive hill towers over the rest of the field.
>It's literally two stories high.
>"But wait! What are we doing here?!" Sunset asks her.
>"Isn't it obvious? Come to the top of the hill with me!"
>Twilight leads Sunset to the top of the hill.
>"Take the whipped cream out! ALL OF IT!!!" Twilight happily blares into the wind.
>"Okay, okay." Sunset says as she takes out all 34 bottles of whipped cream. "What do you want me to do with it all?"
>Twilight takes two of the cans and pops the lids off.
>"Take the one you already had and empty it out on the grass all the way down the hill!" Twilight orders. "We're haeving fun tonight!"
>Sunset immediately understands what's going on.
>"Oh, my god! OH MY GAWD!!!" Sunset excitedly exclaims. "Oh, YES!!! YES, TWILIGHT! I love this!"
>They ecstatically take the cans of whipped cream and spray it down the side of the hill.
>34 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>34 cans of whipped cream!
>Take three down, squirt them around!
>31 CANS OF WHIPPED CREAM ON THE HILL!!!
 
>And then the first three cans were empty.
>Oh, no!!!!!!
>But it's okay, THERE'S MORE!!
>31 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>31 cans of whipped cream!
>Take five down, squirt them around!
>26 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>Now on the side of the hill, there's whipped cream EVERYWHERE!!!
>Yesh.
>Twilight slips off her slippers.
>"You ready?" She asks Sunset.
>"Totally!!!"
>"Follow meeeeeee!!" Twilight yells as she slides down the hill on her feet, turning to the side.
>She zooms down the hill as her momentum picks up.
>The lines of whipped creak are squished and spread all over and down the hill.
>Sunset follows Twilight, also sliding down the hill.
>"WHOA!" She exclaims as she almost slips off of hher feet.
>But she regains balance and joins Twilight at the bottom of the hill.
>Whew!
>"That was so fun! Let's do it again" Sunset exclaims.
>And so they did.
>They race eachother back up the hill.
>Slipping and sliding on the whipped cream still there.
>It's a close one.
>There's no telling who made it back first.
>It's a tie!
>Twilight and Sunset then slide down again.
 
>Just the simple feeling of rushing down the hill at night is exhiarating.
>The sudden downward and forward motion as they go over the edge and start sliding.
>The breeze blowing through their hair as they go down.
>It's seriously almost better than sledding.
>Each time they would reach the bottom, they would race eachother back up.
>Some times, Twilight would win.
>Other times, Sunset would win.
>After about another 10 rounds of sliding down, Twilight comes up with an idea.
>"Hey! How about one of us poses as a sled and the other rides on top!" She suggests.
>"What?" Sunset questions her. "How's that going to work?"
>"Simple, the one on the bottom gets on their hands and knees while the other gets onto their back."
>"Wait... so you want me to get on your back?"
>"Well maybe. Or it can be the other way around." Twilight explains.
>Sunset internally evaluates the idea.
>"Well, okay. I think I'd be safer on the bottom." Concludes Sunset.
>"Alright, then."
>Sunset gets down onto her elbows and her knees.
>"Hop on, I guess." She says to Twilight.
>Twilight sits down on Sunset's back.
>Sunset scoots forward towards the slope.
>Twilight looks down to the bottom of the hill.
>"Wait! Wait, stop." She calls out.
>"What? Why?"
 
>"I'm... kinda nervous." Twilight admits. "You promise not to tip over, right?"
>"It's okay. Just hold on tight. I'll stay up right, I swear."
>"Okay."
>Twilight holds on to Sunset's shoulders as she continues towards the slope.
>"Hang on tight!" She warns.
>Twilight can feel the momentum growing as Sunset begins to slide down without trying.
>A shock travels up her spine as it dawns on her that she can now no longer control the forward motion.
>"Here we gooo!" Says Sunset.
>They go down the hill.
>Twilight shuts her eyes, hoping for the best and preparing for the worst.
>The ground races by beneath their feet.
>Twilight feels an excited hot-blooded feeling as Sunset glides smoothly down the hill.
>There is no shaking at all.
>They pick up speed.
>Wow, that was a lot of T's.
>Twilight opens her eyes to see the bottom approaching fast.
>But she's having fun, now.
>The two reach the bottom, and keep on sliding because of the momentum gained from their combined weight.
>They shoot forward like a car.
>But eventually slow down.
>"That was amazing!" Twilight compliments.
>"Let's do it again!" Sunset pleads.
>They both go back up the hill for another go.
>But it's easier for them to get to the top this time.
>There's less friction, due to there being these less whipped cream left on the hill.
>I't all starting to accumulate at the bottom and sink into the ground.
>"We should probably use those other bottle now." Twilight suggests.
>Sunset nods and goes for a couple of more cans that haven't been used yet.
 
>26 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>26 cans of whipped cream!
>Take four down, squirt them around!
>22 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>"It's not enough!" Twilight cries, reaching for more cans.
>This must be amended!
>22 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>22 cans of whipped cream!
>Take five down, squit them around!
>17 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>"There we go! Now let's go again!" Sunset proclaims.
>She gets down on her elbows and knees again.
>Twilight hops on top and Sunset starts scooting forward.
>She's cheering a little bit this time.
>"Woohoo!" She cheers.
>They go over the edge to the slope again.
>Here we go again!
>"Woohoo!"
>"Woohoo!"
>We're goin' down, y'all!
>Twilight keeps her eyes open this time.
>Sunset holds her position tightly.
>They go down, sliding along the now matted grass.
>Whipped cream is a lot more slippery than Twilight had imagined.
>The surrounding world rushes by as the two slip dwon the hill.
>The fear had been diminished this time!
>And then they reach the bottom of the slope.
>"Woohoo!"
 
>They continue the pattern again and again on the hill.
>They take turns being on top of the other one.
>Sunset and Twilight keep sliding down the hill again and again.
>And again and again.
>The whipped cream gets eroded away again.
>It keeps happening!
>17 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>17 cans of whipped cream!
>Take three down, squirt them around!
>11 cans of whipped cream on the hill!
>Woohoo!
>After all of the phasers have been set, Twilight, Sunset and friends decide enough is enough for the night.
>"Alrighty!" Sunset sighs. "That was so fun, but I'm tired. I don't think I can go on much longer."
>"Your not the only one, Sunny!"
>The two look back at the remaining cans of the cream.
 
It appears that there are three bottles that remain.
>Sunset and Twilight are quite confused as to what to do with them.
>They look back at the field.
>The matted and slippery grass has been pressed into the ground.
>A perfect reflection of all the fun they just had.
>There seriously better not be anyone else who comes into this field.
>"I... think I'm tired enough to go to bed now..." Twilight suggests.
>Sunset smiles over to her.
>"That's great! I'm glad I was able to make your night fun before you went to bed."
>"Thank, Sunset." Twilight says with a giggle. "So... what do we do with the last three?"
>Sunset raises an eyebrow.
>"Hm. I don't know... But if it's inside, then we would have to be quiet, right?"
>"Yeah. I guess we would, huh? Let's go back and figure something out."
>"Alright." Sunset agrees. "I'm too worn out to do much else anyway."
>She steps forward and hugs Twilight.
>The two then throw away the used cans into a nearby dumpster and pick up the remaining three to take back to Pinkie's house.
>But the adventure doesn't end here.
>Action is going to start up again.
>Perhaps... not the same type of action.
>Twilight and Sunset slowly and quietly creep back into the house.
>They're freezing cold from being outside getting that whipped cream on their clothes.
>They sit right next to eachother at the table to figure out what they're going to do with the last three cans of whipped cream.
>...