Sweetie belle walked down to the park where pinkie had told her to go. She was following the instructions of a vague letter, quite obviously from pinkie, down to a valley where they two would have a picnic. Carrying a small sandwich in a bag, she set up a towel and waited. And waited. And waited. After about an hour, sweetie was starting to get hungry. Her little belly growled, but she knew she had to wait for pinkie. suddenly, a dark, pink, furry thing was clasped over her eyes.
"Guess who!" said a voice.
"Pinkie," sweetie began,
"Well," pinkie said, "I see you're all set up for our little picnic." she grabbed her slightly pudgy belly, "And