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// Chapter Three- Da Bonding Session 
// Story: The Pink and the Fiery 
// by Ice Fire 
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I sat in a rather comfortable chair with one feeling in my mind: awkwardness. In front of me lay a milkshake on a table, and across the table sat a pink mare constantly blowing bubbles into her milkshake using her straw.

I simply said, "Pinkie Pie, I appreciate this... 'bonding session,' but I-" Pinkie interrupted me in mid sentence.

"So, I went to my friend's boutique, and her cat immediately started hissing at me! Then I tried to talk sense into that cat, and it stared at me for a couple of seconds and ran away! Then I said, 'Don't turn your back on me!' and the cat was like, 'Mya!' and then I raged for six minutes and the cat was like.."

"Pinkie.."

"Mya!"

"Pinkie," I tried to get her attention.

"And then the cat started licking itself..."

"Pinkie!"

"Yeah?"

I was relieved she was finished with her... cat story. I was about to talk to her, but she started slurping the last droplets of her milkshake, which made an annoying sound that would drown out my words. I didn't want to be rude, so I said nothing and simply stayed put in my seat. 

We were outside of Sugarcube Treat Emporium, drinking milkshakes that Pinkie said were on the house. We sat in one of those fancy shaded seats that were placed outside. 

While waiting for Pinkie, I shooed away a fly that tried to reach my milkshake. We could've eaten inside.

Pinkie pushed away her milkshake cup and placed her elbow on the table while cupping her chin with her hoof.

"Yes?" She said.

I mentally slapped a hoof to my forehead... again, and continued.

"Pinkie, I appreciate how you want to make friends with every single pony you see, but I'm on a really important thingamajigee, so I have to say, I'll meet you another time."

Pinkie's grin slowly morphed into a slight frown.

...Was I too hard on her?

I began to slowly back away, my satchel hanging from my neck. I took one last glance at the table we sat at to wave goodbye- but Pinkie wasn't there. I simply shrugged and turned back, only to bump into Pinkie once again.

"A-are you sure? I-I mean..." Pinkie stammered. She obviously wanted to continue "bonding" with me.

I held a hoof up as if to say, "Let me talk." I told her I needed to travel somewhere important, and walked away with a slight sense of unease.

All of a sudden, she blurted out, "Can I come with you?"

My mental forehead was getting tired of all these mental facehooves.













It has been only six minutes of walking on a dirt trail not even outside of Canterlot with a fully packed pink, enthusiastic mare and I've already been drove crazy. With her constant babbling about "pickle barrels," "kumquats," and "chimi-cherry-changas," I just couldn't take it anymore.

"Pinkie!"

She stopped bounding around and froze in mid-air.

"Pinkie, I have to do this alone."

"Well, you are alone! Alone with me!"

I sighed and started walking, with Pinkie following me.

"Hey, Icey?"

"Yes, Pin- Did you just call me Icey?"

"Yea."

"Please don't..." I said. 
I, uh, hated pet names. Especially from pink mares I'd just met an hour ago.

Pinkie automatically replied, "You're right. I'll call you Fiery!"

This was going to be a long fanfic- I mean, trip.









At one point in my journey of mystery and Pinkie's journey of drooling over the thought of frosting, she'd mentioned her friends- I think their names were Twilight, Applejack (She spit on me when she mentioned that name.), Airity, Shutterfly, and Rainbow Crash. I could be wrong on the last three. It was hard to make out what Pinkie was saying with her mouth filled with cake. (how did she even pack cake? Her backpack was hardly bigger than my satchel.)

Anyways, she started to go into some stuff and, whaddaya know, she's a magical Element of Harmony.

I have never laughed so hard in my life.

I mean, she was the real Element of Laughter, but she just seemed so wierd that I thought I was traveling with a lunatic.
HEY!

N-no offense, Luna. No offense.

...Continuing, Pinkie started to talk more about her friends in Ponyville- I then thought about our next destination.