It was possible that the smile on Pinkie's face had never been so huge as it was in this moment. Truly, her grin seemed to pierce the limits of what was physically feasible. Her face shone out like a brilliant rose diamond as she tried not to smother Slendermane with a bone-crushing hug.
"Ohmygoodnessohmygoodnessohmygoodness! You really want to meet them?! I can't believe it, they're going to love you, and you'll love them, and we'll all be best friends for ever!"
The already energetic pony had reached new heights in this moment. Sure, she had plenty of friends, but none more dear than her five best friends in the world, and with Slendermane, there would be SIX best of best friends, which, Pinkie reasoned, was more than five, and that idea sent her over the top with excitement.
She was so absolutely excited that she had no more words to express her joy, so instead, she acted as she always acted, that is impulsively, and pressed her muzzle up against Slendermane's for a brief kiss.
Slendermane saw pink. Then blue. The yellow and green and white and red and purple and several colors that the world has yet to name. Drums clashed in his ears, fire and ice and lightning shot through each of his nerve endings. He had never been so close to fainting as he was then. It was the most overwhelming sensation he had ever felt.
"What in the name of all things hellish and infernal was that?!" he begged of no one in particular.
"It was a kiss, silly Slendy!"
"I know that. I meant what happened afterwards."
Pinkie sat with a quaint smile, completely unawares of the inner turmoil that was surging through Slendermane's entire being.
"Well, I dunno, what was it like?"
"It was like....it was like the entire world exploding." Slendermane had never really had any need for self expression up to this point, and subsequently had very little experience in the field. This...feeling...was harder to describe than sad, or happy, or upset, although he would have had trouble expressing those as well, if the situation presented itself. Pinkie of course, had no difficulty expressing emotion, and instantly giggled and blushed. Then, without hesitation, she burst into a cutesy rhyme.
"Slendy and Pinkie sittin' in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
First comes loooove, then comes marriage,
then comes a filly in a baby carriage!"
Slendermane felt the burn on his cheeks that was quickly becoming all too familiar around this pony. He realized that what he was feeling was something he had heard of, but had precious little understanding of. After all, the only desire that he had ever had was to feed; a completely different, albeit equally carnal desire. And this one threatened to overtake the other, make it obsolete. This desire made every vestige of emotion that the lonesome pony had ever felt seem like wisps of smoke on a windy day.
He needed a distraction. He needed out of this situation immediately.
"Are we going to meet your...friends...now?"
Pinkie stopped leaping about in mid air, and smiled another, slightly smaller, but equally radiant smile.
"Of course! I almost forgot! let's go!"
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