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// PAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRTY HAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRD 
// Story: I Think I Summoned a Ponk. 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	I awoke to the loud noise of partying, of which I've learned is very typical of Pinkie. The only difference is that today, the partying appeared more to be a rave party than a run-of-the-mill kids party for the neighbors.

"PINKIE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I hollered, slamming the door open in my living room. Pinkie stared at me with her massive blue eyes, which were partially shielded from my gaze by sunglasses that seemed to come straight of a "deal with it" meme.

"I'm partying, duh!" Pinkie suddenly replied, and everyone in the room suddenly continued as if nothing happened.

Apparently, somewhere along the line, Pinkie must've pulled some ponies from Equestria through my wall or something, considering the fact that there was now also a white unicorn wearing purple shades at the front of the room. Considering the size of the room, however, I'm not even sure how Pinkie managed to throw such a big party in a room the size of a middle-school locker room.

Speaking of which, why are there middle schoolers here?! I mean, it's perfectly normal for all the other folks here to be... here, but it's a weekday. As far as I know, most parents of middle-school children would never let them go to an overnight party at some stranger's house, hosted by a pink horse, nontheless.

Because it's not the weekend, of course!

Wait... did you--

Warp time around you so that what seemed like a short nap ended up being several days long? Yep!

Oh.