The streets of Fandom, Saturday afternoon

[locointhecoco]

It'd taken some work, but Pinkamena finally felt like she had the apartment ready for her first cupcake making session. Now she was out on a shopping trip, looking for the very best ingredients.

These were going to be her greatest cupcakes yet, she was sure of it. She just had to find just the right person to help her make them

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[not_a_parakeet]

Still no trouble, here on the streets. Angel had poked at maybe dozens of fire hydrants and rickshaws and things, and they still hadn't done anything. And there wasn't a single Troublebot to be seen.

Angel was beginning to suspect that maybe he wasn't in Superhero City any more.

But he'd poke just one more garbage can here in the dark alleyway anyhow, just to be sure.

"You must get pretty bored down here on the ground, too."

Poor, poor garbage can.

[I couldn't resist. Weetiny winged guy with a healing factor, go!]

[locointhecoco]

[mwahahahahahahaha!]

Pinkamena went to go see where the voice was coming from. She wouldn't get a whole lot of cupcakes out of a guy that size, but what the hey, she wasn't choosy right now.

"Well hi there!" she said, aiming for bright and sunny and just barely missing. "How'd you like to help me make some cupcakes?"

[not_a_parakeet]

[locointhecoco]

"Oh, the best cupcakes in all of Equestria! Everypony loves them! Why, I even have to have a whole lottery just to choose who gets to help me make them, and your number's come up! Whaddaya say?"

Yeah, she totally wasn't overselling this or anything.

[i_am_the_rat]

There was a pink talking horse in the street.

Maybe she was a mutant? Hank hadn't heard of the X-gene causing this sort of change, but anything was possible. So long as she wasn't a Skrull. Whatever she was, she was fascinating.

"Pardon me, miss? Do you mind if I collect a sample of your DNA?"

[locointhecoco]

"That depends," Pinkamena said, sickeningly sweetly. "Do you like cupcakes?"

[i_am_the_rat]

"Not really," Hank answered. "They're not very nutritious, and the high fat content makes me sleepy. I'm willing to try one, though, if you'll just rub this handkerchief on the inside of your cheek for me."

[locointhecoco]

"Okay," Pinkamena agreed. "And you'll need to smack yourself in the head with this chair leg!"