How Much Yeast Pinkie Pie?
How Much Yeast Pinkie Pie?
"Just one tablespoon ought to do it." Pinkie said as she held a block of mozzarella cheese in one hand and a grater in the other. It was a Friday afternoon and you and Pinkie Pie had just gotten out of school, today was supposed to have been pizza Friday but there was a little...complication. everyone had gathered in the cafeteria, it was lunch time and you and your girlfriend Pinkie had just gotten out of art least three tests school always seemed to save for friday. A math test with Mr. Ruler, a test on Shakespeare with Ms. Spotlight, we'll it was all gonna be with it when you had that pizza the school had on friday.
Low and behold when everyone was gathered in the cafeteria with Pinkie sitting across from you at the table, her Rainboom friends beside her, principal Celestia and Vice Principal Lunas stood by the counter. Principal Celestia had a megaphone in hand. Something that you and the girls noticed right away.
"Guys? What's going on?" The girl with the orange and red hair asked. All eyes seemed to be on Principal Celestia as she brought the megaphone to her lips.
"I don't know but if she had to deliver a message at lunch time it can't be good." The velvet violet Twilight Sparkle replied. As Principal Celestia addressed her alumni.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I and my sister as well as the staff at Canterlot High are very sorry for this, but yesterday the school suffered a power outage after hours, and as a result the refrigeratorsame where...on the fritz. As a result the pizza dough was all spoiled and I'm sorry but there will be no pizza today." At her words most of the school let out a major collective groan.
"Ohhh man! Can you guys belive that? I've been looking forward to pizza Friday all week and it's called off on account of the blasted fridges going kaput on us!'' You say grumbling in an almost childlike way as you plop your head in your hands. A few other students do the same thing, especially those who didn't bring their own lunches or who had to settle for the alternative lunch offer. (vegetarian baked beans canned mixed vegetables, and tapioca pudding.)
"Awwww cheer up Anon! I think I know just the curest for those blues away!" Pinkie says as she scoots close to you giving you a side hug, you vision briefly blocked by her poffy pink hair. You can't help but blush hard and sigh happily. You loved to snuggle Pinkie's hair, it was as soft as billowy cotton candy and smelled Like it to boot.
"Oh really Pinkie? And what's that?" You asks as she pulled from her hair a bottle of chocolate sauce and from her backpack she took out two jumbo pretzels, one for you and one for her. "Chocolate drizzled pretzels!" She said happily as she handed you yours and began to squirt chocolate sauce on it, it wasn't pizza but when it came from her, it may as well have been.
So now here you where in Pinkie's kitchen, Pinkie herself was digging around her fridge full of whipped cream (who could possibly need that much whipped cream?) Which she then took a taste of before searching the cabinets. She held in her arms tiny cans of mushrooms; whole black olives, jars of hot peppers (but you can't really eat em) and several blocks of Italian cheese. You on the other hand?
"Hey Pinkie? Can you give me a hand...or two with ugh this oof mhhh ppp pizza dough?"
"Why what's so hard to yeeeahh!" She shrieked at seeing the bubbly mass of clay like dough rising and bubbling up out of the mixing bowl she instantly grabs a meat hammer and you the spatula.
"Attack of the mutant killer pizza dough!" You shout as Pinkie and you beat at the ever expanding mass. Pinkie even with her "always look on the bright side of life" outlook was not very amused.
"I said one tablespoon." She says with a peeved look.
"I..I like a lot of dough for a thick crust you say as the both of you give the dough a few more final beats as it finally stops expanding and lays flat, only things is there pizza is about the diameter of a hummer's tires! Thick as them too...well OK maybe not that thick, but it's still a pretty thick crust pizza.
"Well that at least stopped it from getting bigger." Pinkie said as you and her assess the situation. Pinkie's puffy pink hair is covered in white flour and her shirt is flecked with globs of pizza dough. You chuckle softy as you begin to run your fingers through the locks of soft, fluffy pink almost cotton candy like hair trying your best to clean up the flour.
"I'm sorry Pinkie," you tell her as you pick the globs of dough off her clothes. She surprisingly leans forward and licks you on the cheek. She holds a bit of pizza dough oh her younger which she quickly gulps down in a single swallow.
"So I guess it's deep dish pizza then?" She says lifting the thick mass on her hands.
"Hey Pinkie? Did you know that Detroit style pizza was invented by auto manufacturers who baked them in steel trays used to hold tools and stuff and cooked them in the blast furnaces used to treat metals?" You say as you plop the dough into an aluminium lasagna tray. You and her make the pizza Detroit style square in a metal pan, but it's assembled Chicago style.
With cheese, the toppings and finally the extra chunky tomato sauce topping it off. Aka an upside down pizza. "Really I never knew that, gee Anon you sure know a lot of obscure trivia." She says pouring the thick chunky sauce on top as you pop open the top to a can of gratted cheese.
"You know something Pinkie?" You say as you grab the tray at one end she the other. She smiles at you as her blue eyes seem to shine as she looks at you.
"Yeah?" She says as she lifts the heavy pizza pan up.
"I'm really glad we did this today, making our little pizza Friday after the school botched up. I mean we had a little issue at first with the yeastbut we made the most of it...I...I really like...hanging out with you." As you say this, both your hands lock under the tray as you both hold it from the bottom to keep it from sagging.
"I I like hanging out with you too Anon." She says as she puts the tray in the oven, the both of you set the kitchen timer and head to the living room to wait for it too cook.
"Draw,me like oneveryone of your French girls Jack." Rose from Titanic says as you and Pinkie watch TV in her living room.
"Boring! What else is on?" Pinkie asks as she flips the channel a Bugs And Daffy cartoon is on. Bugs twirls the barrel of Elmer Fudd's gun around while saying "rabbit season." Which prompts Daffy to grab the barrel and shout. "Duck season, FIRE!" Prompting Elmer to blow his beak off, and Pinkie to start laughing like a hyena.
"You are quite the girl Pink." You tell her as she rests her head in your lap, you place a hand in her hair and gently stroke her hair lovingly, the two of you watch the cartoons laughing with joy at every classic gag until you're inevitably broken from the bliss from the timer going off. You wouldn't mind if it only meant having an after school treat with Pinkie.
