cokepone

>You're walking along the supermarket aisles, doing your weekly grocery shopping.
>Due to staying overtime at work, you've got a chance to indulge yourself this week.
>But you aren't a cook, nor are you creative in your purchases.
>After much thought you give up and settle for the usual: soft drinks, potato chips and microwave dinners.
>"Living the life, eh?" You say to yourself.
>You're able to quickly nab everything on the list but the drinks.
>Surprisingly, they aren't in their usual spot. Maybe it's a sale?
>Scouring through the aisles, you eventually find your target: a shelf lined with plastic bottles of cola.
>You walk up to it, ready to cross off the last item on your mental checklist...but something's wrong
>There was...movement, behind the bottles.
>You take a closer look. The bottles at the back were swaying open, as if something was pushing through them.
>Whatever it was, it was getting closer towards you.
>An excited female voice jumps out from the shelf. "Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me!"
>Startled, you jump backwards at the sight of a small head popping out of the forest of bottles.
>It watches you as you fall on your butt, and giggles.
>Embarassed, you quickly get up and try to look closer at whatever it was.
>It was a tiny coke-filled pony. And it was looking at you with an enthusiastic smile.
>In your confusion, you unknowingly mutter "What the hell is this?"
>The pony stands upright. Having apparently noticed your inquiry, it begins to introduce herself, making little gestures with its forelegs.
>"I'm cool, refreshing Coca-Cola! And at the low price of $2.50 a bottle thanks to the [SUPERMARKET] Summer Sale!"
>You hesitate for a moment. You had intended to get some but...not in this form.
>"Come oooon! Give me a try! I guarantee you'll love it!"
>Well, when she puts it that way...you pick her up and-
>"AaaH! Put me down put me down!"
>You flinch and put her back, apologising to the sentient coke container.
>She falls over laughing. "Hahahaha! Gotcha!"
>You sigh and dump her unceremoniously in your basket of goods. Who knew getting coke was such a hassle?
>Yet, you can't help but smile at the fact you got punked by what is essentially a talking coke bottle.
>As you finish bagging your items from the self-checkout, you start to wonder what you just got yourself into.