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[Ponyville] Sugar and Spice Aren't Always That Nice! [Open!]


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Electric nodded patiently, as she stood at the counter, smiling. Curious, she peered into the kitchen from the area she was standing in, only able to see a high chair with a young filly foal sitting on it. H[colour=#3399ff]m, I've never really gotten to know those foals before. hopefully I'll be able to drop in again during a time when they have the foals out here.[/colour][colour=#3399ff] That is, if it ever happens.[/colour] Yawning a bit, Electric continued to stand at the counter, growing just the tiniest bit tired. Thump! [colour=#3399ff]"Wh-whoa!"[/colour] Electric quickly jumped to her hooves, alert, as she heard a crash come from the kitchen. Shorty afterwards, a young colt's cries followed the crash. Electric frowned, but soon put on a neutral face as the crying grew quiet. Sighing, she wiped a droplet of sweat from her forehead.

After being sat up, kissed, and patted on the head from his foalsitter and mother, Pound's cries began to subside. Sniffling a few more times, the young foal put on a slightly sad looking smile before smiling at his sister. Getting an odd feeling that he was being watched, he turned his head to peer at a strange white pegasus standing at the counter of the shop from his position. Who was she? Tilting his head as he stared at her for a few moments, he turned his attention back to his mother and Pinkie, before shifting his attention yet again to his father, who had just entered the kitchen.

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Razor landed outside of the establishment called Sugarcube Corner. The entire building reminded him of a gingerbread house, and just looking at it seemed to make him think of sugar. He looked down at a note in his claw.

"Sugarcube Corner. Package to Mr. and Mrs. Cake. Well this should be easy, and I got here a day early and everything is all in good shape." Razor said as he looked at the bag around his waist that held a package.

Razor walked in and made his way to the counter, "Hello, is there a Mr. or Mrs. Cake in here?" He waited at the counter, looking around at all the cakes, buns, doughnuts and elders knew what else this place sold.

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Pumpkin looked to Pound, unsure of what to make of the situation. She could see the top of the head of a new customer through the door, just barely reaching the top of the main pastry counter. Feathers. Whatever was there seemed to be short ...much shorter than a normal pony. This required investigation. She rocked her high chair back and forth, trying to free herself. She didn't plan to knock it over like her brother Pound did, but she was at a loss for ideas. Involuntarily, her horn glowed, and the table of her chair flipped open. Pound's chair flipped open as well. With a short cheer, she hopped out to the floor. [colour=#efa845]"Heehehee! Wheee!"[/colour]

Pinkie Pie's jaw dropped. [colour=#ED458B]"You did NOT just do that. Young filly! We do NOT use magic to es~cape! AAAH! Get back here! No, not Pound too! Arrrgh! Why does this only happen to me? Can't you spurt off magic when your mother is around or something?" [/colour]The pink mare frantically made a dive for Pumpkin. She easily missed the young unicorn, her belly flopping to the floor with a sicking thwap. She was winded for a moment, then stood, her curly mane looking a bit frizzy. Pinkie needed to find a quick way to catch them, and fast. She grabbed an empty flour sack -- and holding it like a makeshift net -- chased Pumpkin around he kitchen. The foal giggled and dove under a cooling rack, stuffed with cookies and muffins. [colour=#ED458B]"Oooh, I am so telling your parents!" [/colour]Pumpkin shrugged, diving from the rack to under the oven, then finally through the double doors. She motioned to her brother, hoping he'd follow suit behind her. [colour=#ED458B]"No! Not the shop! Eeeeeek, help!"[/colour]

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Razor felt his feathers standing on end as he heard screechings for help coming from the kitchen.

'I should just walk away....right now.' He thought, but ignored his common sense.

Razor moves over slightly to take a look over to the door leading to the kitchen. He blinked in confusion as he saw a small baby pony, filly what they called them, come running out giggling.

"Hmmm. Cute." Razor said simply once, he wasn't afraid to admit it he had a little sister himself.

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Smiling happily, Pound giggled, as he jumped from his high chair to join his sister in their nearly everyday shenanigans.[colour=#473125] "Haha!" [/colour]As his twin distracted his foalsitter for a bit, Pound proceeded to gain height as he flapped his wings quickly, slowly rising into the air with ease. Busting through the double doors soon after Pumpkin, Pound quickly rushed by the same white pegasus, knocking headfirst into her own head, a small yell emerging from his mouth.

[colour=#3399ff]"WOOOAH!"[/colour] cried Electric, as the young colt smashed into her face, sending her backwards a few feet. What, or, WHO was that? Was that one of the foals?! Quickly jumping to her feet, her eyes cut to the kitchen doors as she heard Pinkie's cry of worry. Snapping her head to face the rest of the shop. So much had happened in such a short time! Darting back and forth, Electric couldn't help but look around in curiosity and shock. What was she going to do? [colour=#3399ff]Think think think! Electric! C'mon........Wh-aa?! Is that another foal?![/colour] Electric gasped as she finally noticed the young filly who had also emerged from the double doors. [colour=#3399ff]Sweet Celestia! This is isn't going well.....well....It's not exactly MASS chaos, but I don't think this is going to be so pleasant.[/colour]

Shaking his head, Pound shook himself from the small daze that he went into. Getting back into his usual high spirits, he zoomed past a strange looking....pony? What was he? However, Pound wasn't as curious as his sister seemed to be, and he quickly went into a spiral as he flew straight for an empty basket. However, that didn't stop Pound from flying! Making a sharp u-turn, Pound struggled to kick the basket off of himself, and, not knowing where he was going, found himself crashing straight into the strange feathery....pony...thingy. [colour=#473125]"YAAAAAH!"[/colour]

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"Ooof." Razor said as he felt something colide into the back of his head and sending him face first into the floor. He groaned and rubbed his head as he got up. Or tried to, as his beak was stuck in the wood slightly.

'For the love of....' Razr thought as he pulled till his beak poped from the wood. He rubbed it slightly and looked around with predatory eyes for what hit him. Adjusting his grip on his bag briefly.

"Hey whose the fool that hit me?" Razor said as he looked around.

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