The streets, Saturday afternoon

[locointhecoco]

"Fun! Fun! FUN! ^Fun! Fun! FUN! FUN! Fun!"

A pack of Pinkies pranced through town. One of them flipped down the stairs like a slinky. Another bounced up onto a flag pole sticking off one of the buildings, using it like a diving board. Three of them had formed a brass band. Confetti flew every which way. A couple of them managed to steal some rickshaws and were racing down the boardwalk.

It was chaos -- in the key of pink.

[ooc: open for street based Pinkie exposure]

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Saturdays were sleeping in days; so Kenzi wasn't up and about and conscious until well after noon. The 4th might not be her national holiday, but you couldn't deny the joy of sparklers and explosions to her.

So now she was celebrating with ice cream in the park... and getting more than a tad confused.

"Whaaat the..."

[locointhecoco]

A mob of chipmunks ran past, panicked.

"Fun! FUN! Fun! Fun!"

Might want to mind the pony stampede, Kenzi.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Holy crap."

Kenzi climbed for the back of the bench she was on, eyeing the multitude of Pinkies bouncing their way down the street. Then she considered moving to a rooftop. Then she wondered if even that would be safe.

[locointhecoco]

Honestly, probably not.

One of the Pinkies leaped up over Kenzi's head, tongue lolling out to slurp Kenzi's ice cream from her hands.

"Ice cream!" she said. "Fun!"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"HEY!" Kenzi shouted, getting to her feet, and shaking a finger at the Pinkie who had slurped the ice cream. "MINE! What are you doing? Why are there so many of you? What the hell is going on!?"

[locointhecoco]

Kenzi wasn't being much fun, right now. Maybe she needed some gag glasses!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Hey, there had been ice cream, then no ice cream-- not much fun for her.

The gag glasses just kinda threw her, though. "Thank you?"

[locointhecoco]

But ice cream was totally fun for the Pinkie who ate it! That was what was really important, right?

"Fun!" A Pinkie leaped onto the back of the bench, sending it tipping over backwards. "Fun! Fun!"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"SHIIIIIIIT!"

That would be Kenzi disembarking with extreme prejudice. "Watch it, goofuses! Are you trying to kill me?!"

[locointhecoco]

Ugh, Kenzi, you were no fun at all! "Fun!" demanded a Pinkie.

Where did those ponies get cymbals?

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"LOUD," Kenzi yelled back, hands over her ears. "I'LL GIVE YOU FUN."

Kenzi started screaming O Canada in order to be heard over them, and to just give herself time to try and figure out what was going on, aside from a stampede of fun-wanting Pinkies.

[locointhecoco]

"Sing along!" One of the Pinkies cried. And began to scream/sing, too.

She had zero concept of either the tune or the words, but she made up for it with enthusiasm.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"...O CANADA WE STAND ON GUARD. FOR. THEEEEEE!" Kenzi finished up, then paused for breath, wincing at the continued loudness. And off-keyness. Something was Up. Yeah. How to deal with it?

"THERE'S A PARTY AT THE TOWN HALL!"

Worth a shot, anyway.

"AND ANOTHER PARTY AT THE HOTEL!"

[locointhecoco]

"Fun! Fun?" said the Pinkies. "Party!"

Most of the Pinkies scattered. It was very possible they didn't know where either Town Hall or the hotel were.

Five Pinkies formed a kickline. One more paused by Kenzi. "Look what I can do with my head!" She stuck her hoof in her mouth and exhaled, inflating her head like a balloon and slowly floating into the sky.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi gaped. She managed a "Wow..." as the Pinkie floated away.

Then took a breather as the kickline stomped on down the street, muttering to herself, "This does not bode well, jeez."