Yes, the pony talked. Ooooh, it talked. It never stopped talking, did it? "...'Pinkariffic.' Speaks her own language." As far as how pink she was... There really wasn't anything more that could be said after her unique word, was there?

The whole time they'd been talking, mostly the pony, there hadn't been any more noise, and no one else had come into the kitchen. Riku was almost thankful, as he had a nagging fear whatever it was might make him shoot rainbows through his nose. ...At least Kairi would think she was cute, right?

Pinkie Pie did have a good point, though. And even a straight-laced teenage boy could appreciate cupcakes. Particularly the growing teenage boy part. ...Though how a pony could make cupcakes, lacking hands, let along opposable thumbs, did make him wonder slightly.

"That's a good start," he started, pocketing a thumb. "This place looks like it's got a lot of technology, so who knows what's here."