PelvicPinkie

>Day what the fuck ever in equa horse landstia
>Struttin around like you own the place
>Somehow end up in applejack's kitchen
>yo looks like a horse is gettin a pie out the stove or somethin
>stealthily make your way up to apple horse
>device primed
DING
>"Wut in tar-"
>You cut off a southern slang with your pelvic thrust
>She flies through the wall and hits a tree in the distance
>three convienient buckets catch the apple wave from the impact of appleskull into appletree
>you remember why you hate this place
>you immediately ride the apple wave back towards town
>with your sight free from apples and apple accessories you finally take in a sweet breath
>smells like cotton candy
>wait everything is pink
>"HIYA"
JESUS FUCK
>Promptly falling on your ass you have aquired a pinkie pie sitting on your chest
Hey, Pinkie whats up
>Not even phased by what this crazy horse does anymore
>"Ohhinonny I was just going through town when my back wither started wigglin, andwaslike this is a new doozy iwonderwhatitcould be"
>Hello skull where brain go
>You find a note inside your skull next to a hanging brain
>an hero
>suddenly you feel a wet feeling on your eyeball
WHAT THE FUCK
>You stand the fuck up and rub your eye of the disgusting feeling
WHY WOULD YOU LIcK THAT
>"Because your eyes started going red from being passed out Anon."
>Wait how long has it been
>It sunset now and your somehow on a romantic looking hill for it with Ponk Pai
>The sudden rush of social awkward tension comes to you
Uh, how did I get h-here pinkie
>She turns her gaze and smiles at you, her pearly white shining off the sunset ray's
>"Cuz you kept getting stepped on nonny"
>That would explain the sore sensations all over you
>"Applejack stepped on you a lot mainly, she seemed mad"
Well, thank you Pinkie, you're a good friend
>"Aww no problem anon, I'd do anything for you"
>You wrap an arm around Pinkie and watch the day away with the sunset counting down for you
>Good End

Authors Note: Who is reading this stuff, also I am not sober help