Pinkie Pie (EG) (
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mylittlejamjar2014-08-25 11:55 am
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[Soft gentle music could be heard as it shows the inside of a bedroom. As the sun rises, a bleary Pinkie Pie crawls out of bed. She drags herself labourously towards the kitchen where she pulls out a tube of frosting.
Taking a dollop, her flat hair explodes into full awareness as she rises up screaming.]
REGULAR! ORDINARY! PONYVILLE MEAL TIME!
BREAKFAST OF FUDGY CHAMPIONS!
IN SWENGLISH!
[Pinkie slams the tray down, ingredient after ingredient.]
2 CUPS WHITE OR YELLOW CAKE MIX!
2 CUPS POWDERED SUGAR!
1 STICK BUTTER! Cut... INTO 4 PIECES!
[Pinkie hefted a battle axe and sliced the butter with three clean chops.]
1 CUP MILK!
[She ripped open the top and poured a cup, and then guzzled the rest.]
1/2 CUP WHITE CHOCOLATE CHIPS! 1/2 CUP SPRINKLES! BUT THIS ISN'T EPIC, THIS IS ORDINARY! WE'LL JUST EAT WHAT'S LEFT!
[And Pinkie raised the sprinkles and chocolate, only to get a cleared throat from Mrs. Cake who was staring at her, with coffee cup. Pinkie reluctantly lowered it down.]
In a microwave proof mixing bowl, combine dry cake mix and powdered sugar!
[She poured and then raised a hoof.] PUNCH IT! [And the world exploded into flour.]
Add in butter and milk. Don't even think about mother[quack]ing stirring!
Then you just microwave for 2 minutes!
[Cut to Pinkie watching the batter bubble.]
MIX IT GOOD! [And she spun the bowl on a DJ Turn Table.]
Okay that's enough of that. ONTO THE GOOD PART! Once Wubbed, add in white chocolate chips. AND THEN WUB AGAIN!
AHEM.
Or just stir.
[Cut to Pinkie quietly stirring.]
Fold in about half the sprinkles. Don't even bother measuring. This is chocolate we're making after all.
[And she folds the mix like a sheet.]
Now then spread the fudge into a 8x8 greased pan. Add remaining sprinkles to top, and gently press down. Or if you're like me...! [And she smacks it with a mallet.]
Now just refrigerate until completely chilled.
[Pinkie is seen eating a normal breakfast, doing the dishes, cleaning up the kitchen, and repairing the broken counter she battle axed.]
DING.
Oooh it's done! Just cut into 1 inch pieces and SERVE! Dinner is served!
Next time, we eat Applejack... tarts.
Taking a dollop, her flat hair explodes into full awareness as she rises up screaming.]
REGULAR! ORDINARY! PONYVILLE MEAL TIME!
BREAKFAST OF FUDGY CHAMPIONS!
IN SWENGLISH!
[Pinkie slams the tray down, ingredient after ingredient.]
2 CUPS WHITE OR YELLOW CAKE MIX!
2 CUPS POWDERED SUGAR!
1 STICK BUTTER! Cut... INTO 4 PIECES!
[Pinkie hefted a battle axe and sliced the butter with three clean chops.]
1 CUP MILK!
[She ripped open the top and poured a cup, and then guzzled the rest.]
1/2 CUP WHITE CHOCOLATE CHIPS! 1/2 CUP SPRINKLES! BUT THIS ISN'T EPIC, THIS IS ORDINARY! WE'LL JUST EAT WHAT'S LEFT!
[And Pinkie raised the sprinkles and chocolate, only to get a cleared throat from Mrs. Cake who was staring at her, with coffee cup. Pinkie reluctantly lowered it down.]
In a microwave proof mixing bowl, combine dry cake mix and powdered sugar!
[She poured and then raised a hoof.] PUNCH IT! [And the world exploded into flour.]
Add in butter and milk. Don't even think about mother[quack]ing stirring!
Then you just microwave for 2 minutes!
[Cut to Pinkie watching the batter bubble.]
MIX IT GOOD! [And she spun the bowl on a DJ Turn Table.]
Okay that's enough of that. ONTO THE GOOD PART! Once Wubbed, add in white chocolate chips. AND THEN WUB AGAIN!
AHEM.
Or just stir.
[Cut to Pinkie quietly stirring.]
Fold in about half the sprinkles. Don't even bother measuring. This is chocolate we're making after all.
[And she folds the mix like a sheet.]
Now then spread the fudge into a 8x8 greased pan. Add remaining sprinkles to top, and gently press down. Or if you're like me...! [And she smacks it with a mallet.]
Now just refrigerate until completely chilled.
[Pinkie is seen eating a normal breakfast, doing the dishes, cleaning up the kitchen, and repairing the broken counter she battle axed.]
DING.
Oooh it's done! Just cut into 1 inch pieces and SERVE! Dinner is served!
Next time, we eat Applejack... tarts.
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WHAT
WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING WHY IS EVERYONE SCREAMING SHE HAD A ROUGH NIGHT AT THE DECANTER THIS IS LIKE THE WORST HANGOVER AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN GET DRUNK
oh it's just pinkie pie. figures.]
...next time, kid, try laying off the chocolate-covered coffee beans.
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Keep an order on hand. I'd probably puke if I had some right now, but maybe later tonight...
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CB get'th kids t' safety!! We....we're.....
[A few more bleary eyed blinks and he stares at the impromptu cooking show. Thank Azulongmon, it's just ponies.]
Why are we baking fudge for breakfast?
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I can't actually argue that logic...sure. Save me a slice.
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[No, wait, make that two. Or three.]
[The alicorn casually strolling by outside has absolutely nothing to do with this. Pay no attention to her or the small, suspiciously fudge-shaped satchel she has with her.]
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[Oh, look, there's Celestia again. What a coincidence.]
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Until her scroll started yelling at her.
Reimi bolted up, flattening her ears and holding one down with a hoof as she opened the scroll to...well, that. Cue not happy plant pony.]
What in Arceus' name?!
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For breakfast??
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[What on earth was that?]
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U-Um...it was very...informative.
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PUNCH IT INTO SUBMISSION!!!
[Pauuuuse...]
Oooh. Does it need to be punched into submission?
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[And she'd only just tried fudge at the Games, so...]
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Wait just a minute. What are y'all planning to eat next time? 'Cause I sure hope I heard wrong.
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[She's sticking out her tongue in sillyness too.]
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So long as I'm not being eaten, we'll have a good time.
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Fudge for breakfast... Well, I guess whatever floats your boat I guess. I've yet to see somepony with cavities.
A shame we can't really eat meat anymore. The only way to top this off is with some bacon.
[Saori why?
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[Which y'know, is still as fattening as regular bacon strips.]
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