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- >Two days. Two days and not a single pun.
- >This is weird, even by Equestrian standards.
- >Pacing back and forth, you constantly glance out the window, keeping an eye out for the pink heathen.
- >Releasing an exasperated sigh, you slip your shoes on and venture towards the one place you know you can find Pinkie: Sugarcube Corner.
- >After a short walk into town, you open the door to the bakery and take notice of the mare behind the counter.
- >Pinkie's usual elated expression is non-existent.
- >Slowly advancing towards her, you cock your head like a confused dog.
- "Hey, Pinkie... You alright?"
- >She looks up from the counter, her face unchanged.
- >"Oh, hey Anon..."
- >You place a hand on her shoulder and lean towards her.
- "What's wrong? Is everything fine?"
- >Pinkie sighs before looking up at you.
- >Her expression alone would break a lesser man.
- >...Until a meek smile crawls onto her face.
- >"A few days ago, I accidentally swallowed some food coloring. The doctor says I'm okay, but I feel like I've dyed a little inside."
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