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// Dale and Pinkie Pie - Beefaroni 
// Story: My Little Arlen High School : Freshman Year 
// by kkman57 
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Friday night has finally arrived, when school was over for the weekend. Most highschool students are usually sneaking out, staying out late and partying, but that was not Dale and Pinkie Pie's forte, no, no. On Friday nights, they have thier own personal party.

"Beefaroni night!" Pinkie pops out of Dale bedroom window, scaring the ba jesus out of him, causing him to fall out of his chair.

"Oh god Pinkie!" Dale said, grabbing the edge of his desk to pull himself up. 

"Oopsie, sorry Dale." Pinkie pouts her lower lip. "I forgot how easily you get scared."

"It's alright Pinkie.... Say." Dale looks over at what Pinkie was carrying in the box. "Are those?"

"Yep, it's beefaroni night!" Pinkie hollers. "I brought all the ingredients over so we can make it."

Of course, how could Dale forgot. Ever since they were five, every Friday night both Dale and Pinkie Pie's families got together to have dinner together and every time Dale's mom would make Pinkie and her son's favorite meal Beefaroni. 

Even though they don't have family dinners anymore, since Pinkie's older sister, Maud Pie had moved out and her other sisters spend more time with their group of friends. 

Despite this, both Dale and Pinkie were determined to keep thier traditions alive. So every Friday night Pinkie would bring over the ingredients to Dale's house and together they would attempt to recreate the same beefaroni that Dale's mom had always made for them.

"Oh yeah, it's beefaroni night!" Dale rushes over to help Pinkie with the box. He takes it off her hands and sets it on his desk. "You know Pinkie I can help you pay for some of this stuff. You don't always have to buy everything every week."

"Oh pish posh Dale." Pinkie ruffs up his hair. "Your my BFF, plus any money you make should go towards helping you and your family."

Dale raises an eyebrow in suspension, he leans on his desk, crossing his arms."Oh really?"

Drat, Pinkie knew that she can never keep any secrets from her friend. "Well that and the last time I let you buy the ingredients, they made the beefaroni .... Yucky."

"What do you mean yucky?" Dale asks. "You said you liked it."

"Well, not exactly. I mean if we were stranded in a deserted island together and all we had to eat was beefaroni made from cheap ingredients then.... I would kinda, maybe, sorta, like it." Pinkie grins nervously, waiting for a tongue lashing, but instead she hears laughter.

"Heh, heh, yeah it was pretty bad." Dale tries to hold in his laughter. "Even the great Pinkie couldn't make a master piece out of cheap ingredients."

Pinkie couldn't help, but laugh along with Dale. "Ha, ha, ha, Yeah, I maybe a good pastry chef, but I'm no miracle worker!"

The two continue to laugh together before they hear the door turning open, revealing to be Dale's dad, Bug Gribble.

"Dale sweetie, are you ok, I heard a-" Bug pauses for a moment, noticing Pinkie Pie by the window. "Oh little Pinkie!"

"Hi Mr. Gribble!" Pinkie waves at him. 
Bug immediately rushes over to her, lightly pinching the cheeks on her face. "You look just as precious as always!"

"Heh, heh, thanks!" Pinkie manages to mutter with her cheeks pinched.

"Daddy!" Dale groans. "So embarrassing!"

"Sorry Dale." Bug smiles at his son, before turning back to Pinkie. "Well come in, come in." 

As she was told Pinkie climbs into Dale's bedroom. Bug looks over at Dale's desk and sees a box. This puts a small smile on his face. "Beefaroni night, is it already Friday?"

Pinkie grins widely. "Yeppers! You wanna join us?"

"Oh sorry little Pinkie, I have to work a late shift tonight, I actually have to get ready now." Bug said, looking over at his son. "Dale honey, you be good."

Dale nods his head at his dad, Bug pads his son in the back, before heading out. "I'll see you both in the morning."

"Bye Mr. Gribble." Pinkie Pie said, she then turns to Dale. "So, ready to make some Beefaroni?!" 

"You bet I am!" Dale responds as if he was a little kid in a candy store.

Just then Pinkie Pie pulls out her phone, she slides her finger across her phone a few times until a familiar jingle starts to play.

"Beefaroni's fun to eat!" Pinkie Pie sings to the song, grabbing Dale's hands.

"Beefaroni's really neat!" Dale sings along, wrapping his fingers around Pinkie hands.

"Beef-A-Roni's quite a treat!" Pinkie and Dale swing their arms from side in line with the tone.

"Hooray!" Pinkie shouts throwing her arms up in the air.

"Yippie!" Dale shouts and throwing his arms up as well.

Without realizing, the two young teens lean forward until their foreheads touch, as they finish thier song. "For Beefaroni!"

The two laugh hysterically. The song was so stupid, but it was always fun to sing along to. The door to Dale's bedroom was slightly cracked, Bug had peaked a little seeing how much fun Pinkie and Dale were having. Seeing those two together reminded him so much of himself and his wife when they were highschool sweethearts. Deciding not to disturb them, he makes his way downstairs to head out for another night shift at work with his friend Juan Pedro.