Pinkie Pie (
locointhecoco) wrote in
fandomtownies2011-12-21 07:19 pm
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The Park, Wednesday evening
Pinkie had been rather worried about what she would do when she couldn't go back to Equestria to watch Ponyville's annual Hearth's Warming Eve pageant with her friends. The holiday just wasn't the same without the adventures of Chancellor Puddinghead and all the other ponies who were involved in the founding of Equestria as a land of peace and harmony.
Fortunately, it seemed that the human holidays came with many of the same trappings as Hearth's Warming Eve. There were decorated pine trees and candy canes and wreaths and more candy canes. Pinkie had even managed to find a gingerbread house to eat! It was almost enough to make her feel better about missing her friends. It just needed one more thing.
"No no no!" she shouted to the poor bewildered reindeer. "You're Commander Hurricane! Commander Hurricane wouldn't hide behind a rock! And you! You call that snooty? We can't have a Princess Platinum without her trademark snootiness! Smart Cookie! . . . You're doing pretty well. Carry on."
The reindeer exchanged glances. They really didn't seem sure what to make of Pinkie Pie the pageant director.
[ooc: yes we are open! Visitors might get recruited into a strange pony pageant.]
Fortunately, it seemed that the human holidays came with many of the same trappings as Hearth's Warming Eve. There were decorated pine trees and candy canes and wreaths and more candy canes. Pinkie had even managed to find a gingerbread house to eat! It was almost enough to make her feel better about missing her friends. It just needed one more thing.
"No no no!" she shouted to the poor bewildered reindeer. "You're Commander Hurricane! Commander Hurricane wouldn't hide behind a rock! And you! You call that snooty? We can't have a Princess Platinum without her trademark snootiness! Smart Cookie! . . . You're doing pretty well. Carry on."
The reindeer exchanged glances. They really didn't seem sure what to make of Pinkie Pie the pageant director.
[ooc: yes we are open! Visitors might get recruited into a strange pony pageant.]
