Pinkie Pie (
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fandomtownies2014-09-30 04:03 pm
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The park, Tuesday afternoon
Pinkie had received several large barrels stamped with apples on the side in the mail, today. Which meant two things: one, that it was apple buck season back in Equestria and even though their cider tended to sell out in the matter of a few hours in Ponyville, Apple Jack had still thought to send a bunch to Pinkie here in Fandom; and two, Pinkie now had several barrels of delicious, non-alcoholic* cider to share with all her friends in Fandom!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?
Pinkie had fully taken over one section of the park. There were picnic tables with festive, autumn leaf themed table clothes and picnicy flatware on them. There were vegetarian** snacks on offer. There was a giant banner reading "HAPPY IMPROMPTU OCTOBERFEST*** PARTY!" in extremely shaky English, with several pictograms, including a cider barrel, some pumpkins, and a grinning Pinkie, underneath.
And there was a line of tapped barrels with handy beersteins**** available to anyone who wanted any.
Which, considering Pinkie hadn't bothered to, say, send out emails or put up posters or make any other invites, might possibly be nopony in particular. But she was perfectly happy serving cider to the flamingoes and the teal deer that always liked to hang out with her when she was in a good***** mood, anyway.
* We're reasonably certain, anyway. Sure, it's carbonated enough to have a head on it, but the Flim-Flam brothers were making it fresh!
** Ponies don't eat meat. You're lucky it's not all made of flowers and hay.
*** Yes, it's still September. But human months don't make any sense to Pinkie, anyway. They barely even follow the moon!
**** But, you know, for non-alcoholic cider. Probably.
***** Babbling.
[ooc: Because Pinkie needs to throw more parties. And also has the attention span of a gnat crossed with a goldfish.]
DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?
Pinkie had fully taken over one section of the park. There were picnic tables with festive, autumn leaf themed table clothes and picnicy flatware on them. There were vegetarian** snacks on offer. There was a giant banner reading "HAPPY IMPROMPTU OCTOBERFEST*** PARTY!" in extremely shaky English, with several pictograms, including a cider barrel, some pumpkins, and a grinning Pinkie, underneath.
And there was a line of tapped barrels with handy beersteins**** available to anyone who wanted any.
Which, considering Pinkie hadn't bothered to, say, send out emails or put up posters or make any other invites, might possibly be nopony in particular. But she was perfectly happy serving cider to the flamingoes and the teal deer that always liked to hang out with her when she was in a good***** mood, anyway.
* We're reasonably certain, anyway. Sure, it's carbonated enough to have a head on it, but the Flim-Flam brothers were making it fresh!
** Ponies don't eat meat. You're lucky it's not all made of flowers and hay.
*** Yes, it's still September. But human months don't make any sense to Pinkie, anyway. They barely even follow the moon!
**** But, you know, for non-alcoholic cider. Probably.
***** Babbling.
[ooc: Because Pinkie needs to throw more parties. And also has the attention span of a gnat crossed with a goldfish.]

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Not guaranteed to be glitter free or not fired at some point from a cannon!
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Cider!
No, like, literally. Also, it's possibly addictive.
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Well, whatever this stuff was, it was what Kenzi needed.
"This is niiiiiiice."
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's mun was about to go to bedwas on his way back to the dorms and had no intention of staying long-- but the cider drew him right in.He was only slightly disappointed that it wasn't alcoholic. After all, it tasted very, very good. He'd hang about ofr a while, then. Sitting on his bench, with a giant stein.
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Which she doesn't have any, today. But still! Storytime!
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"...So what do you call it back home? Ooo, do you have Devil's Night?"
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Yes, Kenzi had been That Kid in Kindergarten.
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Because Kitty had any context for any of that.
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She was sort of jealous of that part.
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And also because Pinkie always bought a hell of a lot of it before Rainbow Dash could get there.
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She was sort of glad she didn't camp out for the iPhone 6. She might've if her schedule didn't suck these days.
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