“Oh, that?” Pinkie began, and Fluttershy sighed, knowing a long monologue was about to erupt from Pinkie. “Whatever have you got in that cart, Pinkie, darling?” she asked to distract herself, waving a hoof vaguely at the large wooden cart Pinkie had pulled in. “It’s… fine, Pinkie Pie,” she said haughtily, though she cast a longing look down to her hungry stomach, which was rumbling with such hunger it was beginning to hurt. Rarity took an overwhelmed step backwards. “But that’s nearly twenty-four hours ago!” she exclaimed, pressing her nose against Rarity’s. “Did you say yesterday afternoon?” Pinkie asked incredulously. At that minute, a pink party pony chose to bounce into the room, lugging a large cart beside her.
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