Pinkie grinned wide at that enthusiasm and grabbed onto the cannon's firing cord. "Everybody duck! This room isn't NEARLY as big as the gym back home."

She pulled the cord and out shot confetti, streamers, and balloons. It wasn't quite as magical an effect as pony-Pinkie's cannon, which could actually fire entire cakes and party hats and have them land perfectly atop tables and heads in the correct order, but it was definitely more magical than your average confetti cannon.

If nothing else, it fired and evenly distributed a crap-ton of confetti, streamers, and balloons.

"Final class day party!" Pinkie cried, arms in the air. "Wooooooooo!"