>>30403112>This is fucking dreadful.>It’s hot as a goddamn oven in here!>The water coming from the sink can do so much to cool you down, and Pinkie wasn’t kidding about the windows in the kitchen, these things refuse to budge.>Pinkie Pie pulls out a set of pies from the shitbox that she calls an oven, whereas you continue to splash some water on your face.>”Whoo-wee! Sure is hot in here, huh?” She says with enthusiasm that boggles your mind.
“Pinkie, I think we need to leave and take a break.”>”I’m afraid that we can’t do that!”
“Why not?!” You plead out for mercy.>”Because, we still got a whole lot of batches to go through!” She somehow still says it with cheer in her voice while putting in a few more pies in the already.>You sigh, wishing that this would be all over.>”Hey now, don’t be so upset!”>That’s an understatement right there.>You start to regret doing this.>”Let Pinkie here think of something to get you to take your mind off of it.”>She grabs a jar of icing mix and directly eats out of it, thinking over on what to do with you.>”I KNOW!” She opens up a door to a cabinet and pulls out a boombox.>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeZZr_p6vB8>What the…?>She begins to dance along the beat, while gliding her hands down her body.>Wait a minute… This song…>”Come on, Nonny! Let’s dance!”>Welp, this is it.>You never thought that you would die while listening to this fucking song, along with a pink girl that’s stripping to it.>Wait, what?>You take a good look and notice that Pinkie Pie threw off her apron, and is sliding right out of her shirt and skirt.>Now she’s in nothing but a blue thong and bra.>”Don’t leave me hanging, Nonny!”
“Can we slide open the door!?” You nearly shout as she turns the dial.“>”What?! You need help with taking your clothes off?! Okay!”