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04/12/11(Tue)00:47 No.25050832>>25050710
"I-I think I'm ready now, Carrot... The calender says that today would be the best time to-"
"Hush now, my sweet... I'm way ahead of you." Mr. Cake clopped his hooves together and in response, the lights dimmed and a sweet saxophone serenade played quietly upon the phonograph.
"Oh, darling! You've had this planned all along?"
"For you, my sweet? I would move mountains."
"Oh Carrot!"
"Oh Cup!"
"Oh, my tall, handsome gingersnap!"
"Oh, my luscious little blueberry!"
"Oh, the both of you! *giggle*"
"...Pinkie? Carrot! You should have locked that door!"
"But... but I *did*!"
"Whatcha two doin'?"
"Well, Pinkie, we were... um..."
"Were ya playing a game?"
"A game? Well I guess you could call it a-"
"Carrot! Don't say-"
"Cool! Sounds like fun! Can I play too?"
Carrot gulped nervously, and looked to Cup for guidance. "Uh..."
Cup's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"No!" Carrot blurted, and Pinkie immediately looked hurt. "Er... I mean... It's a game that can only be played by a husband and a wife ...who love each other very much."
At this, Cup relaxed, but Pinkie looked puzzled.
"Ooh!" She exclaimed. "Is it like The Game of Taxes? Or Pretend Not to Argue Around the Customers? Or For Crying Out Loud Pinkie We're Trying To Sleep?"
Cup blinked. "Pinkie, dear... has no one ever taught you about the, er... Birds and the Bees?"
"Of course, Silly! Fluttershy showed me all sorts of cool stuff about the Birds and the Bees!"
"Fluttershy? Funny, she doesn't seem like the type to-"
"Yeah! She showed me how they make their nests and how the bees visit all the flowers and-"
"Now now, Pinkie... That's not the kind of Birds and Bees we're talking about... I... oh, never mind." Said Carrot in exasperation, throwing up his hooves. "All right, Pinkie... maybe you CAN help us play this game."
Cup's mouth dropped open in shock. |
