I sat at the desk in my room, doing my homework. There was a knock at the door. I walked out of my room and answered the door. "Yes?"
A tall woman stood at the door. She wore a modest blazer and skirt along with high heels. Her hair was up in a bun. She hold a bag of makeup. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is the lady of the household in?"
"That's me!" Pinkie suddenly exclaimed. As usual, she was hanging around on the ceiling...literally. "I'm her mom!" Pinkie wrapped her arms around me.
"Well, I'm selling makeup and I just know you'll love our new formula." The saleslady held out the bag. "Samples?"
"Ooh, makeup!" Pinkie fell from the ceiling but somehow landed on her feet. She began shuffling around in the bag, then suddenly stopped. "Can I just...take the whole thing?" Without getting a response, Pinkie took the bag from the woman's hands and skipped off into the bathroom to beautify herself.
I shrugged and closed the door. "Well, that's that."
I sat down on the couch. "What am I going to do? I only have a few hours. Sure hope it's not sabotaged."
I heard Pinkie humming from inside of the bathroom, probably making a mess of her sample eyeliner.
"Pinkie's not ready for that kind of responsibility. She's older, but is she...motherly enough?"
The bathroom door creaked open. Pinkie stepped out, her face a mess of makeup. "How do I look?'
"You look fine. Listen, there's something that's been bugging me all day..."
Pinkie sat down on the couch next to me. "What is it?"
"Parent-teacher night. I don't think you're ready?"
Pinkie scoffed. "Not ready? What's that supposed to mean?" Her lip quivered, like she was about to cry.
"Calm down. You're just not...mature enough. But I can help." I stood next to the TV and pulled out a DVD. I put it in the DVD player and waited for it to load. This was an instructional DVD I had bought about proper parenting, thinking that it may come in handy for Pinkie.
"Proper parenting begins with a thought. Do you want to be a good parent?" the TV boomed.
Pinkie shrugged. "Well, duh!"
"Thankfully, this is the DVD for you. Stay tuned to learn...How Parents Should Act!"
I stood up and walked into my room. "I'll leave you to it! Remember, parent-teacher night is in a few hours!"
After I got dressed in a slightly nicer outfit, brushed my hair, and updated my online status about twenty times, I was ready to go.
"Are you ready?" Pinkie asked, sounding surprisingly motherly.
I nodded and headed towards her.
"Let's go, then. I'll drive," she told me. "After you," she said courteously, holding the door open for me.
I stepped through. "Thank you very much!"
"You are welcome very much!" Pinkie replied, closing the door behind her.