Office hours, Saturday
Pinkie opened her office this morning only to be blown back a few steps by a colony of bats coming swarming out.
Okay, so maybe she hadn't used her office in a little while.
Everything seemed to be in order once the bats were gone. There was her stash of spare helium tanks, and the box of miscellaneous props, and even her pony-sized keyboard, all set up just the way she'd left them.
It was almost perfect for greeting her students' parents. It just needed one more thing.
She set off the party canon, firing perfectly placed streamers, table clothes, and festive hats, and even a three tiered pink and blue cake frosted to look like a multi-leveled carousel.
There. Now it was perfect.
[ooc: should anyone want to meet the pink pony]
Okay, so maybe she hadn't used her office in a little while.
Everything seemed to be in order once the bats were gone. There was her stash of spare helium tanks, and the box of miscellaneous props, and even her pony-sized keyboard, all set up just the way she'd left them.
It was almost perfect for greeting her students' parents. It just needed one more thing.
She set off the party canon, firing perfectly placed streamers, table clothes, and festive hats, and even a three tiered pink and blue cake frosted to look like a multi-leveled carousel.
There. Now it was perfect.
[ooc: should anyone want to meet the pink pony]