Pinkie Meets the Narrator
It was a sunny day in Ponyville, and a bright pink pony was trotting down the street. She was grinning at the fact that she had made more fillies happy.
"Yes, I'm really happy! I sure made them smile! And hello! I'm Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie said. "Who are you, and why can't I see you?"
Wait-How can you hear me? Anyway, I'm the Narrator, and the other things don't matter.
"Hey, can you narrate what I'm going to do?" She asked. "That would be funny."
I'll try, since that is my job; That's why I'm the narrator. Pinkie Grinned, and pulled a balloon out of her mane. She blew it up and then shaped it like a dog. she threw it, and it hit Twilight Sparkle in the face. Twilight gave Pinkie a scolding look, and trotted towards the local book store. Pinkie was still happy, and she started doing cartwheels. While doing cartwheels, she burst into song.
"I made a new friend today. Hooray! I made a brand new friend. Wahoo! And guess who that new friend is? It just happens to be you!!!" Sang Pinkie.
Pinkie, I'm not sure we're friends yet. After all, I only met you.
"Oh," Pinkie sighed. "But everypony is my friend! Even Cranky Doodle Donkey!" She curled up in an empty box. "Everypony, ecept for you,"
