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fandomhigh2013-05-30 06:47 am
justlurkinghere) wrote in fandomhigh2013-05-30 06:47 am
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The Art of Friendship (AND GLITTER!) - Third Period - Thursday
There was a colorful assortment of pipe cleaners, pom poms, construction paper, and brown paper lunch bags.
Oh, and glitter. You could never escape the glitter, kids. Never. Aren't you glad you took this amazing class now?
Obviously. What could be better than all glitter, all the time?
"Hi, everypony!" Pinkie greeted cheerfully. "I hope you're all set to make yourselves some brand new friends, because today, that's just what we're doing! Isn't that right, Baggelina?" She lifted one of her hooves, showing off a paper lunch bag puppet with fluffy ribbon hair and spiralling googly eyes. "THAT'S RIGHT, PINKIE!" she said, her eyes going a little wonky as she spoke for the puppet. "HOW ABOUT YOU, MR. FUZZY PANTS?" She picked up her other hoof, showing a little pom-pom, pipe-cleaner creature. "SURE AM, BAGGELINA," said Pinkie, in a low, grouchy voice. "Hurray!" she finished, in her own.
Yeeeeeah.
Derek sighed, trying not to give the drama any more attention than it needed. Because he was the biggest spoilsport ever. "Just don't get glitter on each other," he ground out.
"I LOVE YOU, DEREK," Baggelina said, popping up on one side of him. Pinkie snickered softly to herself, lifting Mr. Fuzzy Pants up on the other side.
"I DON'T," said Mr. Fuzzy Pants. Pinkie gasped.
"Mr. Fuzzy Pants! That's not nice!"
But it was an accurate response to his charm! Derek covered his face with his hands. "Why did I agree to this class?"
Why indeed.
Oh, and glitter. You could never escape the glitter, kids. Never. Aren't you glad you took this amazing class now?
Obviously. What could be better than all glitter, all the time?
"Hi, everypony!" Pinkie greeted cheerfully. "I hope you're all set to make yourselves some brand new friends, because today, that's just what we're doing! Isn't that right, Baggelina?" She lifted one of her hooves, showing off a paper lunch bag puppet with fluffy ribbon hair and spiralling googly eyes. "THAT'S RIGHT, PINKIE!" she said, her eyes going a little wonky as she spoke for the puppet. "HOW ABOUT YOU, MR. FUZZY PANTS?" She picked up her other hoof, showing a little pom-pom, pipe-cleaner creature. "SURE AM, BAGGELINA," said Pinkie, in a low, grouchy voice. "Hurray!" she finished, in her own.
Yeeeeeah.
Derek sighed, trying not to give the drama any more attention than it needed. Because he was the biggest spoilsport ever. "Just don't get glitter on each other," he ground out.
"I LOVE YOU, DEREK," Baggelina said, popping up on one side of him. Pinkie snickered softly to herself, lifting Mr. Fuzzy Pants up on the other side.
"I DON'T," said Mr. Fuzzy Pants. Pinkie gasped.
"Mr. Fuzzy Pants! That's not nice!"
But it was an accurate response to his charm! Derek covered his face with his hands. "Why did I agree to this class?"
Why indeed.
OOC