Friendship is Cakes!!, Wednesday, period 3
"Uh huh," Pinkie said into her phone -- in its banana-shaped case -- as the students entered. "Omigosh, then what happened? You're kidding. YOU'RE KIDDING! That's so exciting!" She looked sidelong at the students, startled. "I'm so sorry, I have to go. But I'll call you back, okay? I wanna hear how this ends!" She hung up, setting the phone down on the counter, and shrugged at the students. "Wrong number."
Derek so did not even want to know how that had happened. Because it boded poorly for his sanity. "Right," he said slowly. "Today we're talking about Easter cakes."
"With bunnies and eggs and lambs and flowers and baskets and things!" Pinkie crowed. She was now wearing bunny ears. She didn't seem to have actually moved to put them on. "I don't really know what 'Easter' is? But it's super cute." She tried to sneak an easter egg sticker onto Derek's cheek.
His poor, poor stubble. "That works as an explanation of the holiday," he decided, giving up on trying to stop her. Because he'd learned. Oh, he'd learned. "Sometimes people make terrifying cakes. You don't have to do that."
But it'd be fuuuuun.
Pinkie eyed that lamb cake suspiciously. "I made mine with bunnies," she said. "They're made entirely of sugar!"
Somehow, Pinkie had never discovered peeps before. She was very excited.
The sugar coma would kill everyone who ate that cake. The lamb cake would take care of the rest. Laaaaamb caaaaaaake.
Derek so did not even want to know how that had happened. Because it boded poorly for his sanity. "Right," he said slowly. "Today we're talking about Easter cakes."
"With bunnies and eggs and lambs and flowers and baskets and things!" Pinkie crowed. She was now wearing bunny ears. She didn't seem to have actually moved to put them on. "I don't really know what 'Easter' is? But it's super cute." She tried to sneak an easter egg sticker onto Derek's cheek.
His poor, poor stubble. "That works as an explanation of the holiday," he decided, giving up on trying to stop her. Because he'd learned. Oh, he'd learned. "Sometimes people make terrifying cakes. You don't have to do that."
But it'd be fuuuuun.
Pinkie eyed that lamb cake suspiciously. "I made mine with bunnies," she said. "They're made entirely of sugar!"
Somehow, Pinkie had never discovered peeps before. She was very excited.
The sugar coma would kill everyone who ate that cake. The lamb cake would take care of the rest. Laaaaamb caaaaaaake.