- >Day Ponk in Equestria
- >You wake, take the morning shit, the steamy shower, and the unnecessary shave.
- >S-shut up, it made you feel grown up.
- >Bopin' and jivin' downstairs, you pop open the fridge, and examine what you have for food.
- "Hmmmm...eggs, milk, flower...I COULD MAKE COOKIES!"
- >Oh man, today was gonna be sweet!
- >Pinkie Pie had the monopoly on cookies, so you rarely got to eat one that wasn't crammed with sugar.
- >You set to work, mixing in a bowl, when a sudden knock comes at the door.
- >It wasn't a shy knock, like the one Yellow Rapist usually does, so you open it without fear of rape.
- >You then get a face full of pink pony ass.
- >The scary part was, it was all shades of pink down there. ALL shades.
- >"Hey there Nonny! Wanna buck me silly?"
- >You shove her horsey bits away, and wipe the juices off your face.
- "Pinky, how many times have I told you, I don't want to have sex with a p0ny!"
- >She looks down, and her hair deflates. "Okay I guess..."
- >She turns, and begins to walk away, when she suddenly turns and looks back at you.
- >"Why are you naked and wearing a apron?"
- >You quickly reply
- "N-no reason!:
- >She cant know you're cheating on her with your cookies.
- >She sniffs the air, and narrows her eyes suspiciously. "I smell *sniff* flour...and eggs...and...SUGAR?!?!"
- >She jumps onto you, and clings to your chest. "YOU BETTER NOT BE MAKING COOKIES WITHOUT ME!"
- >You throw her off, and slam the door.
- "I SWEAR I'M NOT! NOW GO AWAY!"
- >She bangs on the door a few times, before giving up. You peer out the window to see her walking away.
- >She whips around, looks into your eyes, and says "No cookies for you. Only dry, dry biscuits." in a low voice very much unlike her.
- >She then shakes her head, gets the classic poofy "Ponk" look, and bounces off.
- "Christ, that was a close one."
- >Wiping your forehead, you go back into the kitchen to finish the mix.
- >Within a half an hour, the dough is placed in the oven, and you are pacing outside it, waiting for th-
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- >DING DING MOTHERFUCKER YOUR COOKIES ARE READY TO BE EATEN AND THEY ARE GONNA TASTE SO FRESH
- >You had a very...colorful timer on it.
- >You wanted to replace it, but he scared you.
- >Opening the door, you grab the tray, and put it on the stove top.
- "Hot hot hot hot hot!"
- >Maybe you should've put on a oven mitt.
- >But regardless, you now have delicious sugary chocolate coo-
- >Wait a minute
- >Wait a fuck damn minute
- "Wait a minute."
- >Sticking your face close to the pan, you stare intently at the contents.
- >Sitting on it, are biscuits.
- >Fluffy, doughy, white, and notoriously dry.
- >One pf them actually looks like John Hodgeman.
- "What the fuck! These aren't my cookies!"
- >You grumpily pick up one of the biscuits, and take a bite.
- >Your mouth immediately becomes dryer than FlutterQuiets cooch.
- "Agh! What the fuck!"
- >You spit out the shitty excuse of a pastry, and throw it into the sink full of water.
- >It immediately sucks it all up, like a super sponge.
- "Goddammit. I knew I should've just eaten Pinkie's stupid cookies."
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