//------------------------------// // Epilogue - No Thank You, Ma'am, I'm Full // Story: Scrambled Eggs and Mashed Potatoes // by HoofBitingActionOverload //------------------------------// Pinkie Pie bounced down the street, smiling and waving to each and every single one of her friends. Life could be hard having so many friends sometimes, especially those sometimes when she had something really exciting to tell one particular friend and she rushed to go see that one particular friend, but she still had to stop and smile and wave to all of her other friends on the way there. Yes, life could be hard having so many friends. Eventually, she bounced her way up to Carousel Boutique’s door. She threw herself inside along with a cloud of confetti and shouted, “Rarity!” “Yes, Pinkie?” Rarity said, standing behind the counter and looking down at a magazine. Pinkie noticed a big mess of clothes on the floor. She had never seen a mess in Carousel Boutique before. Rarity hated messes. It must have been a new selling technique. Pinkie made a mental note to throw all the cupcakes, muffins, cakes, donuts, and Sugarcube Corner’s other assorted confectioneries on the floor when she got back. She also noticed a lot of suspiciously fudge-esque stains on Rarity's muzzle and chest. Pinkie made another mental note to make a new batch of fudge. And then throw that on the floor, too. “You’re never going to believe this!” Pinkie cried, bouncing through the mess. “I very seriously doubt that,” Rarity replied, not looking up from her magazine. “Well, doubt this!’ Pinkie Pie took a deep breath. “I’m going on a date!” A blue glow surrounded Pinkie, and she immediately felt herself lift off the floor. The door behind her opened, and she flew backwards through the open doorway and hit the dirt outside. The door slammed shut and locked behind her. Pinkie lay on the ground for a while, wondering what had just happened. She shrugged and bounced back onto her hooves, and then down the street. “Hey, Twilight!” a