Challenge #00649 - A284: Reality? Just a Suggestion

Sara and Pinkie Pie trade recipes

[Since you said Sara, I’m assuming you mean my favourite mutant OC and not her alternate ponysona, Star Wishes. If you meant the ponysona, then re-send the prompt with the right name]

“Wait, so you’re not one of those weird beings from the other side of the magic mirror?”

“No,” said the aqua-coloured human with the brown mane. “I came here through Kazooland. Steam Powered Giraffe showed me the way.”

“Oh…” Twilight Sparkle visibly relaxed. The world, the cosmos, magic as she knew it and whatever else may be in peril was not in peril after all. “And… what are you doing to my kitchen?”

“Centaur porridge,” she grinned. “Pinkie asked and she’s trading a cupcake/muffin recipe for it.”

“Centaurs?”

“Yes. Below the waist, they’re horses, above the waist, they’re humans. And their diet is understandably restricted whilst their appetites are understandably huge. This entire pot…” she helpfully banged a thing that could hold three adult ponies with room to swim, “…would just about accomodate a family of four centaurs.”

“GuesswhatIjustlearned, guesswhat, guesswhat, guesswhat?”

“…did you let her have any sugarcubes?”

“Just a couple. Why?”

Pinkie continued to bounce around like she was seeking to commit self-fission. “The universe is really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really…” gaaaaaaasp… “really, REALLY huge! There’s planets and stars are suns and there’s worlds where reality is a figment of someone else’s imagination and Sara comes from one of them! Isn’t that super-exciting?”

“It’s a weird multiverse,” summarised Sara. She sniffed the contents of the pot. “Hhhmmmmm… this should slow her down.” Sara doled out a bowlful of fragrant porridge and added a generous dollop of cream before she offered it to the bouncing Pinkie. “Try this for size.”

Twilight shrank away as Pinkie fell on her serving as if she were starving.

“Oh that’s delicious! It’s like my tummy is having a party but I really gotta slee–” *thunk*! Pinkie slumped against the table and started to snore.

“It’s the cinnamon,” said Sara. “I always tend to overdo the cinnamon…”

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