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// Prompt #450-No Regrets 
// Story: Ponywatching 
// by ThunderTempest 
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Pinkie Pie bounced down the main street of Ponyville. She would have started singing one of her little songs, but it was entirely the wrong day for that. Not that Pinkie had ever really cared, but sometimes it was good to actually follow the rules. Because They could make Pinkamena come out again. Pinkie didn’t like when she was Pinkamena, mostly because she was always sad when she was Pinkamena. But, If the right one was in charge, she’d get to make out. Maybe with Twilight, or Fluttershy, or even all of her friends! Those were always fun days.

But alas for Pinkie Pie, it was not a makeout day. But then again, she didn’t know that. She barely even knew who these invisible gods were, just that they existed. She couldn’t even pin a definite number on them. Sometimes, if the wind was just right, or the sun was in exactly the right spot, she could almost get a glimpse of them, but she nearly always avoided looking at them. Because gods didn’t need to be seen to be believed in, though she had a feeling that Twilight might object, saying something like ‘If you can’t observe it, then it doesn’t exist’. Twilight could be such a silly pony sometimes. Great kisser, though. Pinkie wondered where Twilight had picked that up.

Pinkie Pie bounced past the fountain in the centre of Ponyville, where Fluttershy was tending to a family of ducks, and Pinkie stopped for a moment to look at the shy pegasus. Nope, no sudden urge to declare her undying love, or break into song, or even just to dash forwards and kiss the pegasus until she ran out of breath. That was good, Pinkie supposed. Fluttershy was kind of a bad kisser. And nor did she feel like Fluttershy had wronged her, or made her mad, or sad. And that was good as well, because some of Them were far too overly fond of angst. Even if there were makeouts. Pinkie liked makeouts. No, the only thing that Pinkie Pie felt for Fluttershy this day was simple and pure friendship. As an experiment, Pinkie thought about all of her other friends. No reaction on any of them, until she got to Rainbow Dash, where she blushed. But that was just because Dashie had made Pinkie proclaim her undying love for Colgate last night on a drunken dare.

Satisfied that she wasn’t going to be paired up, or break up with anypony today, Pinkie resumed bouncing down the main street of Ponyville, humming slightly. As she passed the Golden Oaks Library, she could hear the faint sounds of a Class-2 Panic Attack from Twilight, which meant that Twilight would be wanting some coffee and cupcakes in the next ten minutes. And so, Pinkie turned around, and began to bounce back towards Sugarcube Corner. It seemed that the gods were taking a break today. Did gods even take breaks? Still, at least they made Pinkie’s life interesting while she waited for that documentary crew that was recording the adventures of the Elements of Harmony to come back.

***Time***

Bored, and disappointed by the lack of makeouts, Pinkie closed her eyes, spun around three times, and leapt forwards, determined to at least get one makeout today. As her lips closed over a pony’ mouth, she thought that the gods might be on her side after all. But when she tasted the perfectly minty fresh breath and clean teeth, she knew which pony she had landed on, and was about to break off and apologise, when Colgate responded. Enthusiastically.

Pinkie kept making out, her hooves wrapping around the dentist, her eyes closed, and her final thought before she lost her mind thanks to a clever tongue manoeuvre from Colgate was ‘Maybe the TMP gods are onto something with this shipping thing.’