MCA #7, Saturday morning
Sep. 22nd, 2012 02:51 pmPinkie Pie awoke to find a toothless baby alligator with enormous purple eyes staring her in the face.
"Good morning," it said.
Pinkie gasped in delight. "GUMMY!" she shrieked. "YOU CAN TALK!"
The alligator gave a long suffering sigh. "Well, no, he can't." It gestured to the side, where the other toothless baby alligator with enormous purple eyes was attempting to eat Pinkie's bed skirt.
"Gummy!" Pinkie cried. "You MULTIPLIED."
"That's not it, either. I'm a daemon."
And then Pinkie was screaming and darting around the apartment, hooves clattering about.
"Stop panicking," the alligator said. "It's not nearly as much fun for everypony else. I'm a daemon, not a demon."
Pinkie stopped mid-panic. "Oh! Okay, then. I'm Pinkie Pie!"
"Yes, I know." The alligator blinked slowly and unevenly but with great dignity. "I'm Stinky Pie. Your daemon."
This called for a party.
"Good morning," it said.
Pinkie gasped in delight. "GUMMY!" she shrieked. "YOU CAN TALK!"
The alligator gave a long suffering sigh. "Well, no, he can't." It gestured to the side, where the other toothless baby alligator with enormous purple eyes was attempting to eat Pinkie's bed skirt.
"Gummy!" Pinkie cried. "You MULTIPLIED."
"That's not it, either. I'm a daemon."
And then Pinkie was screaming and darting around the apartment, hooves clattering about.
"Stop panicking," the alligator said. "It's not nearly as much fun for everypony else. I'm a daemon, not a demon."
Pinkie stopped mid-panic. "Oh! Okay, then. I'm Pinkie Pie!"
"Yes, I know." The alligator blinked slowly and unevenly but with great dignity. "I'm Stinky Pie. Your daemon."
This called for a party.