Pinkie

Pinkie's life was going as it normally does; Being funny, selling cakes, dressing up. One day Pinkie receive d a letter:

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Dear Pinkie Pie,

I would like a strawberry cake with chocolate ice cream, surrounded by your famous "Lava Fudge".

Please deliver it in TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. My Address is 175,Canterlot.

DO NOT FORGET TO TASTE TEST THE CAKE! It needs to be perfect.

                                     From, Zen.

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"TWENTY FOUR HOURS!!!??" exclaimed Pinkie.

"I gotta make this Quick!" Pinkie rushed to the kitchen, grabbed the cake batter, and started mixing it.

"Strawberry juice, milk...Wait! Does strawberry juice even go with milk?" Pinkie poured a half glass of milk, then splashed a half glass of strawberry juice." Hmm.. I guess it does." After putting the mix in the oven, Pinkie Pie waiter an hour before she

got bored and fell asleep.

When she woke up.. something not-so--good happened. The cake...was burnt.