That Colour

As he got closer to Ponyville the gray colt wondered wether or not to get pancakes for brackfast or not at his favorite resterant and place of employment at the edge of town The Beak and Hoof. As he walked in the door and looked around the colt noted to his relief that besides the cook in the kitchen and the casheer the place was deserted, wether that was because it was so early in the morning or that the resterant catered to both a carnivorous and herbivorous crowd he didn't know or really care. "Darky! me old mate!" came a shout from the kitchen doors, dark wing mentaly facehoofed and let out a low grown.As dark looked up he saw that the cook a middle aged earth pony with graying red mane/tail and purple coat walking over to him with a friendly grin on his face. Rolling his eyes dark said with a bit of a slurr "good morning boss", "now dark" the cook said" you only have to call me that when your on the clock, after and before hours your call me purple plum or just mr purple remember?". "yes plum" dark said with a bit of a smirk "I told you never to call me just by just my last name" said mr purple instantly replacing his grin with a frown, dark cackled to himself and takes a seat at a nearby table."So what are you doing here so early your shift doesn't start for another hour or so?" mr purple asked as his demeaner quicky changes back to cheerful "I the strangest hankering to have some of your pancakes for brackfast and seeings as I had some time to kill I thought I'd come here and get some" dark replied. "forgot to restock on food again din't ya" mr purple said while shaking his head "maybe" said a little guiltily "ok I'll go in back and cook ya up a stack" the purple cook said walking away while shaking his head slowly. "thanks dude" dark half shouted to mr purple as he started to lick his lips in anticipation.