Five Minute BreakA cool breeze blew through Pinkie Pie's mane as she lay her chin on her living room window sill. She sighed, closing her eyes and enjoying the last warm breeze of the year. Soon the pegasuses would start their snow clouds and they'd say farewell to fall. They'd been hard at work all day spreading the giant mass of white fluff the weather factory ponies had delivered early this morning.More Like This
Even though she wasn't the right kind of flying pony to help out with the clouds, Pinkie was super busy herself. She had been baking cupcakes, and cakes, and cookies, and croissants, and pies--even though those didn't begin with C--since this morning. It had been a nonstop whirlwind of mixing and kneading and rolling and dropping chocolate chips, but for the moment, she could relax. All her ovens were full and every scrap of flour, sugar, soda, and candy was mixed, chopped, kneaded, or poured. So she had time to just sit and watch all her friends working. And hope for a glimpse of Rainbow Dash.