Pinkie PiePants: EQG Edition: Something Smells

A warm, sweltering atmosphere, air conditioning appliances on 24/7, longer days, shorter nights, and of course, big-budget superhero and science fiction films debuting in the theaters, all of this could only mean one thing: Summer vacation has arrived and is now in full swing in the Human World. From pool parties, relaxing on the beach, to enjoying an ice cream cone on a hot and sunny day, the students of Canterlot High were enjoying their much-deserved break until school started once more in the fall.
 
On one summer morning in particular, the sun shone brightly over Pinkie Pie’s house. And as her alarm clock went off, Pinkie immediately sprang up from her bed, still in her pajamas, and put on her blanket like a cape, bouncing off her bed and landing onto her gigantic calendar pinned to her wall landing on a particular day of the week.
 
“Wow! It’s Sunday, Gummy!” Pinkie exclaimed to her plush toy on the floor. “Guess what’s for breakfast?”
 
Gummy only “replied” by tipping over on his side.
 
“That’s right!” Pinkie called out from the kitchen as she put a large bowl on the counter. “A sundae!”
 
But as Pinkie opened up her freezer, she would soon make a disappointing realization.
 
“Oh, whoops! Looks like we’re all outta ice cream…. dang it.” Pinkie pouted as she shut her freezer door. “Hmm…. aha! Guess I’ll have to use something else!”
 
Pinkie soon went back to her refrigerator and pulled out a red bottle.
 
“Ketchup!” Pinkie exclaimed as she squeezed out the unorthodox sundae ingredient into the bowl. Nearly the whole bottle, actually, as the pungent smell of the ketchup soon spread throughout the kitchen.
 
“Alright, now for some toppings!” Pinkie stated as she ran to her cupboard and started inspecting its contents. “Hmm…. bananas…. cherries….. boooooring!” She exclaimed as she shut her cupboard door.
 
“Ah! I know what else to use! Onions!” Pinkie exclaimed as she pulled them from under the counter. “Ready, Gummy?”
 
Gummy, who somehow appeared in the kitchen from Pinkie’s room, now perched atop a higher shelf, fell onto a radio’s “Play” button, where sad violin music now began to fill the kitchen.
 
As the melancholic music soon reached Pinkie’s ears, she couldn’t help but sob uncontrollably as she cut the onions into the bowl.
 
“Just one more thing!” Pinkie exclaimed as she ran towards another cupboard, seemingly saddened no longer. “Pea….. nuts.”
 
To her disappointment again, Pinkie found herself fresh out of peanuts.
 
“Aw nuts! Gummy, our peanuts jar is totally empty!” Pinkie complained to her plush toy as it tipped over once again, revealing opened peanut shells from under him.
 
“Hang on a second!” Pinkie exclaimed as she found another alternative. “I know one other place where we can find peanuts!”
 
In a matter of seconds, Pinkie ran towards her bathroom.
 
“Heh, good thing I still got this peanut plant growing in the windowsill!”
 
However, the peanut plant itself seemed to be upon the brink of death as it looked like it hadn’t even been watered in quite some time. Not helping things was a rather foul stench beginning to emanate from the plant as small flies started to circle around it. Nonetheless, Pinkie grabbed the potted plant from the bathroom and ran back into the kitchen.
 
“A little texture never hurt!” Pinkie said as she put the entire peanut plant into the bowl, soil and all.
 
Without hesitation, Pinkie lifted up a spoon.
“Oh man, this sundae’s gonna taste great! Aren’t ya gonna help me, Gummy?..... Gummy?”
 
Alas, Pinkie’s plush alligator was soon to be nowhere found in the kitchen as it seemed not even an apparently inanimate plush toy could stand the abhorrent and profane creation that Pinkie had just christened as a “sundae.”
 
“Eh, oh well! More for me! Nom, nom, nom, nom!” Pinkie exclaimed as she began to scarf down on her peanut onion sundae, not even fazed as she did.
 
After a good ten minutes had passed by, Pinkie had emerged from the kitchen, with the putrid fumes of the peanut onion sundae radiating from the kitchen as well as from her own mouth. Though Pinkie herself seemed to be oblivious to this fact.
 
“Mmm…. ahh!” Pinkie exclaimed as she dropped her spoon and held her stomach in nourishment. “You know what they say, Gummy…. I’m easy like Sunday mooooooorning!”
 
And as Pinkie finished her sentence, the word “morning” emitted from her mouth and swirled around her plush toy’s head, twisting itself around Gummy’s neck, as if it were being choked.
 
“Oh, man, you don’t know what you’re missing, Gummy! Oh well, see ya later!” Pinkie said as she got dressed and skipped out her door.
 
Once outside, Pinkie pulled out a small piece of paper from her pocket.
 
“Okay, let’s see my to-do-list!” Pinkie said as she began to read.
 
But as she began to read out loud, the list only seemed to read repeated lines of, “Go to school, go to school, go to school, go to school, go to school….”, Pinkie read out.
 
“Huh, wait. That’s not right, I need the one for Summer! As well as Sunday! *squee*” Pinkie exclaimed as she pulled out another list. “Ah, here we go! Hmm…. “Say “Hi” to everyone in town!” Okay!”
 
 
In a flash, Pinkie happily skipped on over into downtown, greeting everyone she came across. However, due to the rather repulsive breakfast she had earlier, the town’s good citizens would soon receive more than just a friendly greeting.
 
“Hello!” Pinkie hailed as she greeted a man walking by.
“Oh, hello- *sniff*”
 
But as Pinkie opened her mouth to greet the man, he soon got a whiff of Pinkie’s breath.
“*sniff* Oh! Augh!” screamed the man as he ran away in disgust.
“Heh, guess some people are even late on Sunday! Hahaha!” said an undeterred Pinkie as she quickly resumed her greeting spree.
 
“Hi, Derpy!”
“Oh! Hey, Pink- *sniff*”
 
But as soon as Derpy smelled Pinkie’s halitosis in the air, she immediately pulled her mail hat over her head and promptly ran away, clumsily hitting the sides of buildings as she did.
 
“Huh, wonder what’s going on with her….” a confused Pinkie stated. “Eh, guess some people even need things delivered on Sunday.”
 
Suddenly, the sound of a whistle caught Pinkie’s attention.
 
“Oh! Hi, Mrs. Crossing Guard!”
 
As the crossing guard was about to guide a group of children across the street, she heard Pinkie’s greeting and turned her head, only for her to be the third victim of Pinkie’s sundae halitosis.
 
“*sniff* *sniff* Mother of Mercy!” The crossing guard screamed as she ran away in disgust.
 
The children, taking the crossing guard leaving as sign of the street now being clear to walk across, proceeded to do so, only for a loud oncoming horn to beep onto them, with the children stopping in shock.
 
“Oh no!” Pinkie cried out as she winced in fear.
 
Thankfully however, the children were safe, as they began to cheer on a large parade, complete with a brass section, percussion, and everything.
 
“Wow, a parade!” an excited Pinkie exclaimed. “Hi, parade!”
 
But as soon as Pinkie commenced her greeting, the parade abruptly stopped when they began to see a large ball of Pinkie’s breath form.
 
Pinkie however, started to say hello. “Hi, tuba player, hi, drummer, hi, guy with the cymbals, hi, trumpeter, hi tambourine girl, hi, timbale man, hi, didgeridoo player!”
 
And as Pinkie greeted the green-robed didgeridoo player clad with sunglasses and a straw hat, he only replied by continuing to play.
 
“Hi, triangle player!” Pinkie said as she continued her greeting. “Hi, guy with the kettle drum, hi, pianist, hi, guy with the flute. And heeelllooo, Dolly!”
 
Pinkie’s last greeting soon culminated with her giant stink ball of breath reaching its largest size and rolling down onto the street, slamming into the parade like a bowling ball with the band members being knocked around like bowling pins. Recovering from the assault on both their bodies and nostrils, the band members quickly ran away in fear in different directions, screaming as they did as well as leaving behind a trail of debris and refuse, leaving Pinkie all the more bewildered.
 
“W-was it something I said? Geez, something weird is going on here…. Everyone’s running away from me!” Pinkie deduced as she came up to a bench. “And now?! *gasp* A discarded set of perfectly good sweatpants and a hoodie just laying there?! Oh, what next?!”
 
And in that moment, a familiar head had popped out of the hoodie neck hole.
 
“Hey, Pinkie!” greeted Sonata Dusk as her arms and legs soon popped out of her clothing as well.
“Hi, Sonata!” Pinkie hailed as she returned the greeting. “Hey, Sonata? I’m confused.”
“Yes, I am.”
“Everyone’s running away from me! Watch.” Pinkie said as she walked up to a nearby building. “Hi, building!” Pinkie greeted as the fumes of her halitosis surrounded the building.
 
However, even the building seemed to be bothered by Pinkie’s breath and somehow slowly moved away on its own.
 
“I just don’t get it!” Pinkie replied to Sonata as her breath now flew into her face.
 
However, before Pinkie’s breath reached Sonata’s nostrils, a sweaty jogger, holding a small electric fan into his face, ran by between the two, with the fan conveniently blowing away Pinkie’s breath.
 
“Oh, sorry! My bad!” the jogger called out in the distance.
 
 
“I don’t either.” replied Sonata. “Maybe it’s the way you’re dressed.”
 
But after they both inspected Pinkie’s clothes from bottom to top, they both quickly deduced that wasn’t the reason.
 
“Nah!” they both said to each other in agreement.
“Well, maybe… it’s your voice.” Sonata suggested.
“Hahahahahahahahaha! Heh, good one, Sonata.” Pinkie replied after laughing for an extended period of time.
“Well, maybe it’s just because you’re….. ugly.” Sonata replied bluntly.
“Ugly?!” Pinkie replied in shock as she wiped her forehead with her finger and struck a pose. “Heh, you gotta be kiddin’ me.”
“Better try the reflection test.” Sonata replied as she pulled a large mirror seemingly from out of nowhere.
“Hi….” Pinkie said to her reflection in the mirror as her breath manifested onto it.
 
But in that moment, Pinkie’s reflection, somehow on its own, took out a hammer and broke the glass upon smelling Pinkie’s breath.
 
“Uglyyyy…..” Sonata replied after peeking through the mirror frame.
 
“Oh noooooooooooo!!!!!!!! I can’t be ugly! I can’t be! I can’t be ugly!” Pinkie screamed out in denial.
 
Trying to convince herself of not being ugly, Pinkie ran everywhere on the block, looking to ask any random stranger about her so-called predicament.
 
“Am I ugly?!” Pinkie asked a young couple walking down the street.
 
The couple, having caught a whiff of Pinkie’s breath, simply took out two boxing gloves and knocked each other out cold.
 
Pinkie, now even more distraught, proceeded to jump onto the windshield of a moving car.
 
“Am I ugly?!” Pinkie asked the driver.
 
The driver, having Pinkie’s breath assault his face, only cried out in pain.
 
“My eyes! My eyes! AHHH!!!” he screamed out as he swerved left and right down the street, spinning around and throwing Pinkie off as he did, ultimately crashing onto a nearby building which resulted in the car exploding.
 
All that was left was the unconscious body of driver, and the charred frame of the car, where a nearby police officer simply gave it a ticket anyway for apparently parking in a “No Parking” zone.
 
Pinkie, who was unharmed and simply rolled over onto the street, had the tire of the car fall on her face while she just lay there and simply accepted the unfortunate “truth”, unaware that she had just helped seriously injure a man.
 
“I’m uglyyy….” Pinkie affirmed herself tearfully.
 
As more and more police cars rolled up to the crash scene, a panicked Sonata slowly inched over to Pinkie’s side and picked her up over her head, running away as she did.
 
“Uh, Pinks? W-we better get outta here! Trust me, I’ve read about prison!”
“A-and?” Pinkie struggled to utter out.
“I-it ain’t fun!”
 
 
Later that night, Pinkie simply stayed alone in her house, isolated from the downpour of thunder, rain, and lightning outside, and unwilling to burden the world with her “unsightly looks”. But as fate would have it, Sonata came over and proceeded to knock on her door.
 
“Hey, Pinkie?” queried Sonata as she knocked. “Can I borrow some bath beads? Aria’s being a jerk and stole mine without asking! *knock knock knock*”
 
But as Sonata continued knocking, Pinkie’s door soon opened on its own, having been unlocked all along.
 
“Pinkie?” questioned Sonata as she entered Pinkie’s dark-lit house where the sound of haunting organ music greeted her.
 
Sonata soon took notice of a candlelit room where the music seemed to have been coming from. The music grew louder and louder and more ominous as she made her way towards the room. And as she entered the room, Sonata now noticed a hooded and cape-clad figure at the seat of the organ, playing wistfully.
 
Sonata now began to walk towards the figure and simply tapped its shoulder.
 
……
……
 
“Pinkie?” asked Sonata.
 
Suddenly, the organ music came to a screeching halt as the figure turned around and revealed itself to be none other than…. Pinkie Pie, wearing Groucho-styled glasses to cover up her face.
 
Pinkie, taking notice of Sonata behind her, only stared at her friend’s raspberry-colored eyes for a brief moment before quickly turning around in shame.
 
“Go.” Pinkie uttered. “Run away like all the others! *sniff* No one would want a friend as ugly as I am!” Pinkie lamented as she slammed her fists onto the organ’s keys, causing a frightening sound.
 
“Sure, they would! It makes them feel better about the way they look!” Sonata ignorantly retorted. “C’mere, maybe a story will cheer you up!” said Sonata as she guided Pinkie to a chair.
“Well, alright, I guess….” Pinkie sullenly replied.
 
Sonata began. “It’s called The Ugly Siren.”
 
Pinkie now looked up at Sonata with eyes akin to that of an innocent child and began listening attentively.
 
“Once there was an ugly siren…. she was soooooo ugly, and I mean really freakin’ ugly, that everyone died….. The end!” Sonata finished with a seemingly satisfied grin on her face.
 
Utterly shocked by Sonata’s story, Pinkie’s face merely drooped in sadness.
 
“That… that…. that didn’t help at all! *sniff*”
“Really?” replied Sonata. “Well, it helped me! ‘Cause Aria’s been kinda getting on my nerves lately…. stupid bath bead-stealing bit-”
“-How long?!” Pinkie cut in. “How long have I been ugly, Sonata?!”
“Well, I guess ever since we started selling those chocolate bars together. You poor, ugly thing, you…”
“Help me! I’m so ashamed! I’m spiraling…. spiraling and-!”
 
And in that instance, Sonata delivered a cold, hard slap into Pinkie’s face with little remorse.
 
“Thanks, Sonata…. owie….” Pinkie replied as she rubbed her cheek.
 
Sonata however, raised her hand high up in the air again.
“Ah! It’s okay, Sonata! Spiraling over!… *blush*”
“Well, just do what I do when I have problems!”
“What’s that?”
“SCREEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMM!”
 
Pinkie just sat there with Sonata’s spit dripping down her face.
 
“C’mon, buddy! I’ll help ya!” said Sonata as she grabbed Pinkie by the hand and pulled her outside to the top of Pinkie’s roof, when upon arriving, the two went over the plan to get Pinkie to accept her “ugliness”.
 
Sonata had now situated Pinkie near the edge of the roof.
 
“Okay, now, say it.”
 
Pinkie however, simply hesitated, still quaking in fear.
 
“C’mon, Pinks! Say it! Saaaay it!”
“I-I…. I…. I… can’t!”
“Pinkie, you’re never gonna feel better until ya get this thing off your chest!”
 
And in that moment, Pinkie seemed to have noticed something just above her belly button, which appeared to be a small, alien-like creature sucking on her stomach through her shirt. Pinkie, however, was undeterred and seemed to have viewed the creature as more of a nuisance than anything else.
 
“I know, Sonata!” replied Pinkie as she tossed aside the creature stuck on her chest.
“Okay now. Say it.” urged Sonata. “Saaaay it….”
“I-I’m…. I’m ugly.” Pinkie said softly as her face squinted.
“You’re ugly and what?”
“Pink?”
“No, proud!” Sonata replied after putting her hand on Pinkie.
“*gulp* Okay…. I’m ugly and I’m proud.” Pinkie declared.
“Good!” approved Sonata. “Say it louder.”
“I’m ugly and I’m proud!”
“Louder.”
“I’m ugly and I’m proud!”
“LOUDER!”
“*deep breath* I’M UGLY AND I’M PROOOOUUUD!!!!” Pinkie screamed at the top of her lungs, after which she kept shouting across the neighborhood. “I’M UGLY AND I’M PROUD! I’M UGLY AND I’M PROUD!”
 
Meanwhile, a nearby sunbathing Rarity on her lawn caught ear of Pinkie’s declaration.
“Is that what she calls it?” she stated bluntly.
 
After a few minutes, Sonata began to commend an exhausted, but satisfied and accepting Pinkie.
 
“*pant* *pant* *pant*”
“Well, Pinkie? How did it feel?”
“That…. felt….. GREAT! I feel empowered!”
“That’s good! So, what do you wanna do?”
“Hmm, I dunno. How ‘bout a movie or something?”
 
 
Once they had arrived at the local movie theater and after buying their tickets to see the latest summer hit movie, which involved a teenaged superhero trying to have a vacation, Pinkie and Sonata entered their designated theater room and began walking down towards the crowded front row.
 
“Uh, pardon me.” Pinkie requested to a couple sitting in front of them with her halitosis once again manifesting. “Ugly girl coming through!”
 
But upon smelling Pinkie’s breath, the couple had lost consciousness and just simply dropped out of their seats face down to the floor.
 
“People respect self-esteem.” observed Sonata.
“Uh, yeah… I guess.” A still-insecure Pinkie replied.
 
After taking their seats, Pinkie couldn’t help but turn to the woman on her left to inform her of her current situation.
 
“Hi.” Pinkie greeted with her breath emanating once more. “I’m very ugly. But you should enjoy the movie anyway!”
 
And upon taking a whiff of Pinkie’s breath, the woman’s face began to somehow char on its own, burning her eyes, complexion, and hair off.
 
Taken aback by this, Pinkie leaned over to the man seated next to Sonata to inform him of her ugliness as well.
 
“Uh, excuse me, sir? I hope my horrible ugliness won’t be a distraction to you….” Pinkie said to the man with her breath once again emanating from her mouth.
“Not at all, miss! *sniff sniff* DEAUGGHHHHH!!!!” the man screamed before running out of the theater with a soured expression on his face.
 
Casually sipping her drink, Sonata turned over to Pinkie to reassure that everything would be alright. However, that would soon prove to be untrue for the previously “empowered” Pinkie Pie.
 
“Tsk… don’t worry about him, Pinkie, he’s just a-!”
“*sniff* *sniff* Oh, Sonata….”
“Pinkie? Pinkie, what’s wrong?!”
“*sniff* Oh I can’t do this, Sonata! I’ve tried and I’ve tried, but…. I’m not always as confident as I look!” Pinkie replied with an extremely deflated face. “Maybe I should just go back and hide!”
 
Sonata now began to grow furious. After all they had to go through to help Pinkie regain her confidence, only for the world to still be unaccepting of her friend? “No.”, Sonata thought. She wouldn’t stand for this. Not at all. Promptly picking up Pinkie by her torso and holding her over her shoulders, Sonata began to scold the audience in the theater watching, all while Pinkie’s breath began to form an odious cloud over the crowd.
 
“What is wrong with you people?! Afraid to look ugliness in the face?! Well, here!” Sonata screamed as she physically held Pinkie out. “Look at it! It’s ugly, isn’t it?! You look at it!!!”
 
“H-hello.” Pinkie meekly greeted the five people Sonata pointed her at before running away.
 
“Look at it!” Sonata yelled at another group of people.
 
“Hi.” Pinkie greeted once more before the people did the same.
 
“Look at it!” Sonata now pointed out to the rest of the audience before they ran away. “Look at it! Look at it! LOOK AT IT! I WANT ALL OF YOU TO LOOK AT IT!!!!!!”
 
After what only seemed like seconds, most of the theatergoers ran away from Pinkie’s halitosis, leaving the entire theater in an almost dead silence.
 
“T-they…. all ran away, Sonata….” said Pinkie on the verge of a breakdown.
“Hey! I bet there’s no line at the snack bar!” ignorantly replied Sonata as she grabbed Pinkie’s hand and ran over outside to the food counter.
 
But once the pair had arrived, the snack bar only remained empty, as it seemed that even the employees had fled the theater as well.
 
Nonetheless, Sonata tried to place an order.
“Hello? Helllooooo? Huh, they must be on break….”
“Oh! Hang on, Sonata, I got some of my peanut onion sundae we can share!”
 
But as soon as Pinkie pulled out some of her leftover sundae from earlier, the overwhelming stench of the sundae began to burn off Sonata’s eyebrows. Still, Sonata happily acquiesced.
 
“Oh man, that looks great! NOM! Ahhh….” Sonata replied as she engulfed Pinkie’s entire hand, consuming the sundae portion as she did.
 
Not too long after though, Sonata began to feel a rumbling in her stomach.
 
“Oh…. oh crap! Sorry, Pinkie, but I gotta use the restroom!” Sonata replied while running towards the ladies’ room as she held down the edges of her skirt.
 
After Sonata had completed her business, she began to wash her hands in the sink with a girl right next to her as she did.
 
“Hey, I’m outta soap.” Sonata told the girl next to her. “Can I borrow-?”
“*sniff* *sniff* Umph!” The girl exclaimed as she quickly covered her mouth. “Stay back!”
“Erm, I just wanted some-”
“*sniff* *sniff* Here! Here’s my money!” The girl screamed as she took out all the cash in her pocket. “Take it! Take it and j-just go away! Ahhh!!!!!”
“Sheesh, my hands aren’t that dirty!”
 
After Sonata had completed washing her hands, she soon noticed a group of girls gathered just by the stalls where they appeared to be looking at an amusing picture on one of their phones. Sonata now began to walk over to the girls, unaware of what was about to unfold.
 
“Hey! You girls wanna hear a bathroom joke? Oh man, Adagio really gets a kick out of this one and-!”
“*sniff* *sniff* Aw yuck!” The girls exclaimed out in disgust.
 
“Are you trying to kill us?!” One girl angrily questioned Sonata as the rest of them stormed out of the bathroom.
 
“Ooookay? Just what in the heck is going on right now?” questioned Sonata.
 
However, remembering what had happened to Pinkie throughout the day, Sonata had now arrived at an unfortunate truth.
“Oh…. oh no!” Sonata exclaimed in disbelief as she looked in a mirror. “I. Caught. The….. UGLY!!!!”
 
After waiting outside for about 10 minutes, Pinkie now began to grow impatient and grumpily tapped her foot while looking at her phone’s clock.
“Sheesh, Sonata. What’s taking so long? Eh, I’d better go check on her.”
 
Pinkie now walked into the girl’s restroom, only to be met with a distant sobbing which appeared to be coming from one of the stalls.
 
“Sonata, is everything okay in here?”
“*sniff* Oh….”
“Sonata?”
 
Pinkie soon found the stall that was the source of the crying and to her surprise, there sat her friend on the toilet with a bag covering her entire head.
 
“Sonata?! What are ya doing in there?”
“*sniff* Well…. wouldn’t you like to know?!” an exacerbated Sonata hissed.
“And why is that bag on your head?”
“Oh, this? Oh, no reason…. except for the fact that you GAVE ME THE UGLY!” Sonata scolded as she hastily removed the bag from her head.
“Ahhh!!!” Pinkie screamed out she recoiled in fear.
“Well, what am I gonna do?! I can’t go out looking like this!”
“Just remember what we talked about, Sonata! There’s power in pride! *squee*”
“Tsk… easy for you to say! But I was one of the beautiful people! I mean, c’mon! I’m a siren, dang it! We were basically built to be beautiful! But now look at me! I’m almost as ugly as you!”
 
But in that moment, Pinkie began to pick up on a rather odious stench. And it seemed to be coming from none other than Sonata’s mouth.
 
“*sniff* *sniff* Uh… Sonata?” Pinkie now asked with a disgusted look on her face.
“I always thought if I was ugly as that guy, I dunno what I’d do!”
“Sonata?”
“Oh no, what’re Dagi and Aria gonna say?!”
“Uh, Sonata?!”
“Oh my gosh! If Princess Celestia finds out-! Oh wait, I don’t live in Equestria anymore.”
“Um, hello, Sonata?!?!” An aggravated Pinkie now questioned.
“If the bank-! Well, I mean it’s one thing if you have bad shoes, or even bad hair but-!”
“-SONATAAAAAAA!!!!!!” An enraged Pinkie now lashed out. “Ahem, thank you! Now as I was saying, you’re not ugly. Your breath stinks! Really bad!”
“Oh…. whew! What a relief!” Sonata sighed as her breath reached Pinkie’s nostrils.
“*sniff* D’oh! Ahh!!! P.U., Sonata! What’d you eat?!”
“Oh, some roast beef, some chicken, a pizza…”
“No! I meant just this morning!”
“…..Some roast beef, some chicken, a pizza…. oh, and a taco! I mean, c’mon, Pinkie! Sheesh, how long have we known each other now and-?”
“Ah bah bah bah! I get it, Sonata. But anything else you might’ve ate?”
“Well…. I did have some of your sundae….”
 
And in that moment, it finally hit Pinkie.
“Sundaeeeeee……” Pinkie exclaimed as she pulled out her remaining sundae portion from her pocket. “Sonata, don’t you see?! My sundae gave us rancid breath!”
“Whaddya mean?” Sonata questioned as her breath flew straight into Pinkie’s face.
“D’oh!!! *cough* *cough* I mean, we’re not ugly!” Pinkie exclaimed as she tried to speak. “We just stink!”
“Stink?”
“Mhm!”
 
After a brief pause, the duo now proudly lifted their arms in the air.
“WOOOOOO!!!!!” Pinkie and Sonata cheered in unison. “We stink! We stink! We stink! We stink! We stink! We stink!”
 
And as the two chanted in unity, their breath fumes now combined together to form one giant cloud of halitosis which encompassed the entire movie theater and subsequently dissolved it into the ground, but not before Pinkie and Sonata ran out in happiness.
 
Meanwhile, Rarity was walking down the street hoping to do some late-night shopping, only to hear some rather peculiar chanting in the distance getting closer.
 
“….We stink! We stink We stink! We stink!” Pinkie and Sonata called out as they soon met up with Rarity.
“Oh, guess what, Rarity?!” Pinkie asked her friend.
 
“WE STINNNNNK!!!!” Pinkie and Sonata exclaimed in unison after embracing Rarity and running off. “Oh yeah! We’re smelly! I reek!” The two shouted as their voices soon faded into the distance.
 
Rarity, having witnessed a display that only Pinkie and Sonata were truly capable of, simply sat down on the ground, curled up in a fetal position, and just laid there.
 
 
The End….
Category:Episodes