Author's Note

Set in Equestria

Definitely bad

"Hey, Pinkie?" called Mrs Cake as she rolled the pin over the cookie dough, "Lend me a hoof and check if the milk went bad, would you?"

"Oh, of course, Mrs Cake!" Pinkie replied, joyfully bouncing into the kitchen. With that, she opened the refrigerator door and peeked inside.

"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT, SMILEY?!" the milk carton yelled, ashes from his cigar dropping onto his beard, "GET THAT STUPID PINK GRIN OUTTA MY FACE!"

Pinkie quickly shut the refrigerator door, her eyes wide in terror.

"Soooo bad." she whispered.