Pinkie, being on a continual sugar high, wasn't exactly known for keeping the most regular hours. She'd quite quickly discovered a scarecrow following her around. At first it had only moved when she was looking away, but soon it felt comfortable enough to visibly hop after her.
And that was how she came to be riding a frantically bucking scarecrow through the hallway, waving its hat over her head in one hoof. "RIDE 'EM, COWPONY! Oh hi Maes whatcha - woaaah!" The scarecrow flung itself into the wall, forcing the pony to fling both forelegs around its neck again. "Whatcha doin'?" she asked again with a smile.
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Pinkie, being on a continual sugar high, wasn't exactly known for keeping the most regular hours. She'd quite quickly discovered a scarecrow following her around. At first it had only moved when she was looking away, but soon it felt comfortable enough to visibly hop after her.
And that was how she came to be riding a frantically bucking scarecrow through the hallway, waving its hat over her head in one hoof. "RIDE 'EM, COWPONY! Oh hi Maes whatcha - woaaah!" The scarecrow flung itself into the wall, forcing the pony to fling both forelegs around its neck again. "Whatcha doin'?" she asked again with a smile.