Pinkie Pie Inhales Spaghetti
Pinkie Pie Inhales Spaghetti
Inspired by nobody
Starring Pinkie Pie and Apple Bloom
It was a glorious day in Ponyville. The birds were bare, the sky was running, and the river sang with glee. On this daaaait a minute. My bad. The sky was bare, the river was running, and the birds were singing with glee. Either way, Pinkie Pie and Apple Bloom were sitting at the town's outdoor cafe discussing gardening, as well as having a quick snack. Apple Bloom was munching on a simple salad with some light peppers, while Pinkie Pie was for some strange reason having spaghetti.
"And that's why you never pour Green Garden's plant nutrient mixture into diet cola!" exclaimed Pinkie.
"Uhm, I thought we were talking about gardening. And where did you get that pasta? This place doesn't sell it." Responded Apple Bloom.
"We are, silly! You wanted to know why worms are so important? For the same reason as pasta! Actually, now that you mention it, pasta does look a lot like worms."
"You were the one to mention that."
"I was? I was! Oh, sorry about bringing that up. It's just kind of strange. You'd almost be able to mistake pasta for worms, if they moved. You think pasta is secretly a race of brain controlling aliens?"
"Uhm, what? Pinkie, I just wanted to know what's best for my garden back at the farm."
"But what if they ARE aliens, and the only ones to have ever found out were captured by them before they got to tell anypony?! What if they're conspiring to take over Equestria? We'd never be able to tell, and then it'd be too late! WE'RE ALL DOOMED TO BEING CONTROLLED BY SENTIENT PROCESSED WHEAT!"
After that little remark, several ponies, knowing how Pinkie Pie's pinkie sense was rarely wrong, mistook said outburst as the truth. Panic ensued, and at least a dozen different equines made themselves look like fools in front of the rest of the town.
"Pinkie Pie, ya'll gone and scared everypony now. Calm down, your spaghetti isn't sant... Sentr... alive!"
"But how do I know YOU'RE not being controlled? How could I kn-kn-knooaAAAAAACCCHOOOOOOOO"!
Pinkie Pie sneezed right then and there, somehow first blowing pasta and green snot all over Apple Bloom, and then inhaling somehow strands that were still in her bowl.
"Aww, sick! Pinkie, you've gone and blown.. stuff all over me! Are you 'kay?"
*SNIFF*"Yeah, Apple Bloom, erm fine. That was some, sneeze, huueew."
An awkward silence ensued, with Pinkie Pie staring at Apple Bloom, who was covered in pasta and snot, and Apple Bloom, who was staring at a strand of pasta as it slowly climbed into Pinkie's nostril.
"Uhm, are you sure you're okay, Pinkie?"
"Sure am! I'm ju---st fiiiiin..."
"What?"
"Uhg--Uhm, nothing! I'm perfectly fine! Nothing wrong here! I gotta go now, see yah later."
"Wait, Pinkie! You said that.. Where'd she go?"
Inside Pinkie Pie's brain...
"Unit wwssadadba-274r7 has infiltrated the pink one's cortex. All is going as planned."
"Good work, unit. Our budget is a bit stringy, however. Don't loose this one. HQ out."