The streets of Fandom to the Park, Friday afternoon
Pinkie Pie just flew back in from Equestria, and boy were her arms tired! Hahaha, no. She didn't have arms, for one. Also, she used a portal. But she was kinda tired, having spent the first ten minutes after arriving screaming back at the sun so it wouldn't feel too lonely and different. She stopped when she got a little hoarse (*rimshot*) and went sproinging off through town, pleased as punch to be back and waving happily to everypony she passed, whether she'd met them before or not.
The screaming sun was new and . . . fun? . . . but everything else looked about how it did before. She was pleased to see the flower shop appeared to be under new management. Over all, it looked like Fandom had weathered the summer perfectly well without her.
Then she trotted past a certain new statue in the park, and stopped sharply enough to make squealing brake noises. She backed up -- complete with beeping from a vehicle her world didn't have and the island never saw -- and stared up at the face of Discord.
"What in the goddamn hell is he doing here?!"
[ooc: Pinkie's baaaaaaaaaack. Open!]
The screaming sun was new and . . . fun? . . . but everything else looked about how it did before. She was pleased to see the flower shop appeared to be under new management. Over all, it looked like Fandom had weathered the summer perfectly well without her.
Then she trotted past a certain new statue in the park, and stopped sharply enough to make squealing brake noises. She backed up -- complete with beeping from a vehicle her world didn't have and the island never saw -- and stared up at the face of Discord.
"What in the goddamn hell is he doing here?!"
[ooc: Pinkie's baaaaaaaaaack. Open!]