A little help from Pinkie Pie

When we reached the shop, Pinkie leaped behind the crumb-coated counter and bounded into the kitchen. When I stepped through the swinging white doors, I felt a chef’s hat being slapped on my sleek mane, and when I lifted the rim out of my eyes Pinkie’s forehoof wrapped around me and yanked me next to the oven where she plopped a tray of unbaked cookies in my hands and continued stirring a batter frivolously.

“You can just put those in the oven, but be careful once you take them out.Granny-Pie’s super-secret-ultra-super-duper-amazing-scrumpalicious-” Pinkie began to ramble again, popping up here and there around me while describing the treats, “world-famous-quadruple-chocolate chip-cookies-topped with-wriggly-gooey-marshmallow-fluff are the BEST! But you should watch out for the fluff, when it’s in the oven it rises, and if you pop it…. KABOOM!” she hollerd, jumping into the air and flailing her arms. I wince noticeably and shrink down a bit, and this time Pinkie seems to take the hint.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?” she asked while I encased the tray with my shimmering blue magic and slid it into the already scorching oven.

“Oh...uhhh, well, It’s just that Discord wanted me to tell you something…”

“What?”

“He...doesn't exactly appreciate you giving him lessons on humor. He claims that he has enough funny in him already.”

“Oh…” I wheeled around to see Pinkie’s mane droop slightly as she stared at the ground blankly, and after a few blinks her eyes began to shine.

“Oh Pinkie..” I take a few apprehensive steps towards her and place my hoof on her shoulder tenderly, “It’s alright. How about this, you can give me lessons on being funny, I’ve always wanted to learn from an expert, anyways” I say with a wink. Pinkie looks up hopefully and a sly smirk crosses her cheeks.

“You sure you're up for my supreme training?”

“Let’s do this”.