Camping on The Cliff

"So, um, WANT TO HAVE SOME FUN?!?!?!?!?" Pinkie Pie, a pink awesome pony, screamed.

A country pony (you know Applejack) was carrying essential things for a trip.

"APPLEJACK!" Pinkie Pie screamed again. Applejack jumped up and almost through the window! "Oh my gosh, you okay Jackie??? Huh? Huh? You okay?"

"Yeah I'm o-" Applejack began, rubbing her head with her hoof.

"GREAT! HEY! What's that big suitcase thing for? Are we gonna go to a hotel? Cause if we are, YAY! If we're not, awwwwwww!" Pinkie Pie interrupted, bouncing around. "Pinkie, it's essential needs for a campin' trip. We're goin' this Saturday. Now, please stop bouncin' around!" Applejack replied, a little stern look on her face.

"Okay.... WHERE'S IT GONNA BE????" Pinkie Pie shouted.

"A cliff, duh," Applejack replied. "It's got a wonderful lake at the bottom, and I know a path we can follow to get there ta swim!"

"How high is the cliff?" Pinkie asked, running in circles.

"Before I answer the question," Applejack began, " 1. Why are you runnin' in circles? And 2. You are very curious today."

"1. I'M GETTING MY E-X-E-R-S-C-I-I- however the heck you spell it! And 2. I WANNA KNOW SO MUCH SO I CAN BE SMART LIKE TWILIGHT!" Pinkie Pie replied, STILL running in circles.

"Well asking questions like that ain't gonna get ya very far, sugarcube," Applejack replied. "Sorry."

"PLEASE ANSWER MY QUESTION PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" the pink mare screamed.

Applejack, extremely confused, asked, "Uh... what?"

Pinkie Pie, louder than ever, screeched, "HHHOOOOWWW HHHIIIIGGGH IIIIIISSSS THHHEEEEEE  CLIFFFFFF!"

Applejack remembered. "Oh, yeah, it's about 400-600 feet high. Don't know honey."

Pinkie's eyes went puny. "OMG!"

Applejack kept on packing on. "Why don't ya go ahead and pack up?" she questioned.

"OH! YES!" Pinkie Pie screeched. She zoomed away to her house and starting packing.