As Pinkie finished the story, she looked up and smiled when she saw the two sleeping like a rock. She went over to them, kissed them on the forehead, and started to leave the room. Before she closed the door though, she was stopped by Pound's drowsy voice.
"Auntie Pinkie? Thanks for the stories!"
"You're welcome kiddo," Pinkie replied softly.
"Goodnight Auntie Pinkie," Pumpkin chimed in with a yawn. "We love you."
Pinkie smiled even more as a tear formed in her eye. "I love you guys too." She then lightly closed the door and left for her room. As she got ready for bed, she thought of how fun it was to read to the kids. She loved those little tykes so much. And who knew that she could make so many stories featuring her friends on the dot. Just another gift from the party master herself. As she drifted off to sleep, her final thought was,
"Well, there are a whole bunch of tales just begging to be Pinkified. I should do this more often."
THE END(?)