Egads, The Spy of the Tiger, where did all that pilk come from?

"Celly, whatcha doin?"

Celestia lay on the floor, twitching occasionally. Her stomach gurgled.

Luna's eyes traced the stains on the floor to a nearby bucket, the jug of milk beside it, and the bottle of Pepsi.

"Ah," the younger princess quietly nodded, "You have enjoyed the flavors of pilk, I see. I will be in my chambers pwning n00bs."