How many G5 ponies does is take to fry an egg?

The egg hit the hot pan and started to sizzle. Thunder reached for another, but found Zoom’s hoof instead. 

He let out a little, “Oh,” and pulled away. “My bad.”

Zoom chuckled and pushed the carton of eggs over to Thunder. “What did I say about apologizing for everything?”

His eyes went back to the pan. Another egg plopped down next to the first with a fizz. “Right.”

Thunder added two more eggs to the pan. Once they were situated, he made long cuts through the transparent whites with the end of his plastic spatula. He let the fluid drift to the unoccupied corners of the pan, then gave the whole thing a shake for good measure. Cut the whites, save the yolks. Back off the heat as soon as possible. The key to a good egg was precision and patience. With Zoom sitting on the countertop beside him, swinging her hinds legs in the air and staring intently at his progress, he felt a distinct lack of both. 

"Can you start the toast?" His words snapped Zoom out of a daydream. "Sorry Zoom, the toast--"

"What did I say about apologizing?"

The edges of the egg white burnished from white to gold.

is it just me or do their legs look larger than the other ponies??? i'm sure they're natty

new Thunder/Zoom fic this weekend to celebrate best couple's return to screen. Catch me simping for their cutie fictional patooties in the meantime.
IT'S GONNA BE CLOP
IT'S GONNA BE CLOP
IT'S GONNA BE CLOP
;)

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