Life is Sweet

Cake?

It was a long while before Pinkie awoke to the heavenly smell of her favourite treat, but when she did, her eyes shot open. She had rubbed her face in cake plenty of times, both intentionally and accidentally, and she came to know the feeling well. This time, she definitely felt the familiar fluffiness and moistness. After a few seconds of feeling slightly awkward, she sat up to confirm what she was hoping for.

Cake!

Ok, after I get the first chapter of my adventure fic done and dusted, this is what I'm working on next. It'll definitely get featured if I do it right.