I had found exactly what I think I need, for what I had in mind. She had not found the previous attempt at a pad for her to lie on very comforting at all, but downright uncomfortable. Maybe these sponges would serve better.
There are a few details to take care of, before I could give this a new try. First I coated each sponge with the elastic gel, making for a smooth surface on each of the sponges, on each side, before I stacked them up, coating the stack all over again.
Once I had given the stack of sponges a second and third coating, I figured I would be close to the desired result. Thrice over with the elasticity should be just right for her, or it is what I reasoned to myself. Now I poked the top sponge with my index finger, in order to examine the result of my work, in order to see if my investment would be likely to pay off.
At first I merely feel the sponge, yet much more elastic and a solid object, then I noticed how the sponge slowly started to curl up around the finger as if attempting to hug me, which did feel odd. Yet, it never did get uncomfortable, hard or coarse, but just a sleep, slippery and soft embrace. Maybe she would approve of this, my first actual attempt at a Hooficure cushion?
While I was at it, maybe I could even prepare a bed for her, for as long as her stay would be. I just felt it best to ask her, before I moved further on this venture.
As I felt I had completed the preparation, I slipped the gel out of the way and tacked a few of the sponges clearly in sight, while the newly created cushion lie on my desk.
I figured everyone had gathered for the meal I had helped Pinkie Pie preparing for. With that, I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me, walking down to the dining room, where they were indeed waiting for me.
“Ah, there you are, Hitomi? We were starting to think you forgot your meal. You are still hungry, aren’t you?” Mum expressed.
“Yes, of course I am. I just had a few details to take care of, as preparations for later!” I responded.
“Then we can all eat. I’m starved!” Mum responded in a more teasing voice.
“I hope you will enjoy these pastries as much as I enjoyed baking them!” Pinkie Pie pointed out, as she bounced around her plate.
“Muffins for dinner, that was about time!” my little sister Riku exclaimed, as she was licking her lips in anticipation.
“Yummy!” her twin sister Risa responded, looking greedily at the delicious pastries.
“This certainly is the first time for me. I think we will enjoy them more than I think is good for us. Not sure what went into them and I am not going to make an attempt on making any for a dinner any time soon!” Mum put forth.
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