“Ghah! Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!” a raspy feminine voice called out in the darkness.
Groggily while mumbling something about parmesan cotton candy. Pinkie quickly noted a weight on her chest as her eyes opened and focused onto the silver barrel of pistol in the dim light of her room. She looked past the cylinder and hammer of the gun to her sister Limestone’s rather intense chartreuse eyes, almost shining brightly despite the darkness of her room. Taking a split second to collect her wits, Pinkie replied with a simple and cheerful. “Hi, Limestone! What’s up?”
Limestone pulled the gun out of Pinkie’s face but maintained eye contact. Then, as one does in situations where you’ve climbed atop you sibling’s chest, pointed a gun at their face, and woken them up in the middle of the night, she broke into song all the while waving her free hand and the gun about.
“Do you want to watch a movie?!~
“Come on let’s go hit play
“I want to see a dog score a goal
“Or a machete make a bloody hole
“We can go to space with Ace Spawn X
“Or maybe watch Space Buddies…
“But right now we’re not
“So help me choose!”
Limestone leveled the pistol at Pinkie’s face once more.
“Do you want to watch a movie?”
She shrugged.
“It doesn’t have to be a movie~”
Limestone broke from singing. “I mean… there’s also the Friday the 13th TV show…”
Pinkie let out a tired yawn and stretched her limbs with her sisters white tank-top and gray sweatpant clad body still on her chest. “Sure, I’ll go make some popcorn.”
Limestone simply climbed off Pinkie, placing her bare feet back on the ground. “Sweet…”