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// After-School Shenanigans 
// Story: I Think I Summoned a Ponk. 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	Welp. School life's ruined for me, too.

Now that my perfect record's been destroyed by Pinkie, I'll have to try my best to get back on the good side of my teachers. IF you ask me, the best way to have a decent day at school is to make sure that your teachers like you in their class. Not star-student sort of stuff, but at the least, acceptable.

"Like a week-old cupcake! It's gonna be stale, but it's acceptable!!!"

"Stop it... just... stop, Pinkie."

Pinkie immediately switched to her full-force puppy eyes. If you were here right now, you'd likely have a hole in your skull.

"Fine, Pinkie. Forget about what I said there."

"Okay!"

Pinkie bounced out the room, on a quest to some unknown land to claim her treasure.

"Oh, silly you. I'm just grabbing some crackers!"

Can you please get out of my head, at least for a day?

From the kitchen, she called back, "Ok!"

Now... what was I about to do again?

"You were about to--"

"No. Pinkie, stop the mind reading."

Pinkie re-entered my room, huffing as she flopped her bottom onto my bed with a box of crackers. "As I was saying," she continued, "you were just about to start on a book report."

Huh, that was actually helpful for once.

"For once?"

"Pinkie..."

Pinkie threw half the box of crackers into her mouth, the crunching echoing about the room.

"Hey Pinkie," I began, "I'm just wondering... how do you survive on eating only sweets every day?"

Pinkie giggled. "I don't!"

I raised an eyebrow. "You... don't?"

"Nope!"

"Then what do you eat to stay alive?"

"Nothing!"

I sighed. "So, you're saying that the sweets have no affect on you or your health, and you just magically get your nutrition from nowhere??

"Pretty much."

"But how?!"

Pinkie shrugged. "It's magic, I don't need to explain crap to you."

"Well, look who's a grumpy little pony?"

Pinkie snapped around to glare in my eyes.

"You ya callin' little, mister?"

"Uh... yes?"

Just as before, Pinkie's mane just suddenly began to deflate, her coat turning grayer by the second. It's like the real-world version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, but stuffed into the size of a tiny horse...

"Oh... you take that back... before you suffer the... consequences..."

Ooh boy. I'm sure in for it now.