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// Chapter 29 
// Story: When Friends are Said and Dun 
// by xenos29 
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	"Pinkie Pie, are you sure we should be down here?"
"Don’t be such a Doubting Thomas, Alpenglow!  I know everything about cakes: tasting them, eating them, sampling them, you name it!"
"If you say so..."
"I know so!"  With an energy normally associated with tornadoes, tsunamis, and other natural phenomenon, Pinkie zoomed around the castle kitchen.  The staff ponies watched, half amazed, half horrified as the pink and magenta streak blew open cupboards, lit stoves, and placed pans.  Alpenglow had just ushered out the mortified bunch when Pinkie came to a screeching halt in front of him, the kitchen behind her a flower-coated, modern art masterpiece.
"They’re leaving?  Oh well, their loss!  Now…" she stood tall and began to pace in front of Alpenglow.  "Today, we embark on the noblest of missions.  Under the leadership of Princess Twilight, we few, we happy few…" She pointed at him.  "That’s you and me...and Applejack, since she said she’d come by and lick the batter when we were done.  Ahem…We shall bring joy and the best sweets ever known to the downtrodden citizens of Ponyville, at the first ever Sorry-For-Your-Loss, We’re-Taking-Back-Your-Hometown-Party!"  As if on cue, noisemakers sounded and confetti poured from the ceiling.
Following Rainbow’s advice, Alpenglow simply smiled and nodded in preparation for the alien, otherworldly task before him.  He made himself comfortable in front of a mixing bowl as Pinkie, in her saccharine tones, explained just how much he reminded her of a certain donkey she knew.