Pinkie Pie's Party Palace, Tuesday
So there was apparently something Going On on the other side of the causeway today. Being from a weirdly-merit-based monarchy in which federal office was granted via magical transformation into an alicorn, Pinkie did not really understand just what that something was. Sure, Ponyville had a mayor, but great citizen Pinkie had no idea how that mayor had been chosen for mayor, other than her mayorific paperwork-based cutie mark. Student council elections, both here and back home in Equestria, were the closest parallel Pinkie knew.
Literally none of this was going to stop her from going with a theme when she saw one. The entire store was decked out in red, white, and blue bunting, and everypony who came through the door would find themselves wearing a complementary straw boater at a jaunty angle. A teal deer with a donkey tail clipped gently to its butt wandered confusedly through the aisles, while a juvenile alot of love attempted to knock the pink elephant mask off its head with its hind leg in a back corner.
Caffeinated beverages were buy-one-get-one-free, and the check out counters had impulse-buy baskets full of nail clippers and chewable thimbles so you wouldn't injure your fingers while you were biting your nails.
Come one, come all, for your one-stop election party shopping needs.
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Literally none of this was going to stop her from going with a theme when she saw one. The entire store was decked out in red, white, and blue bunting, and everypony who came through the door would find themselves wearing a complementary straw boater at a jaunty angle. A teal deer with a donkey tail clipped gently to its butt wandered confusedly through the aisles, while a juvenile alot of love attempted to knock the pink elephant mask off its head with its hind leg in a back corner.
Caffeinated beverages were buy-one-get-one-free, and the check out counters had impulse-buy baskets full of nail clippers and chewable thimbles so you wouldn't injure your fingers while you were biting your nails.
Come one, come all, for your one-stop election party shopping needs.
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