Author's Notes:

IT RETURNS!

But it ain't gonna update daily no more.

Also, milking ideas out of watching youtube videos and random thoughts is getting a bit hard these days with high school in full-swing...

I don't know how long I was out, but apparently it was for a good part of the day.

I woke up to the smell of Pinkie's cooking. How I know what her cooking smells like? I really don't know.

"Hi, Anon!" she chirped as she handed me a plate full of a nice, hot... mess?"

"What is that?" I asked, pointing at the steaming heap as I stood up from the sofa.

Pinkie shugged, and shoved the surprisingly sweet heap of something in my mouth.

"I call it Mount McSizzle, 'cause I heat up the chocolate until it's sizzling! But the rest of it is stuff from your fridge!"

"Specifically?" I asked, raising a brow at the goopy mess of a plate in front of me.

"Some mushy bananas, a brown lump of weird-smelling stuff, some eggs, and all the chocolate bars!"

I ran her words through my mind, and I suddenly realized...

"Pinkie..." I began, staring into her eyes, "You do realize that the "brown lump" is pre-cooked hamburger meat. Right?"

Pinkie shrugged.

"I'm in your world, I don't need to stick to Equestrian standards!"

So apparently Pinkie's unfazed by the fact that she made food from the flesh of another living being.