Pinkie hummed, hopping into the kitchen. She began to cook, rump swaying.

Spike sat idly nearby, simply watching Pinkie cook, mesmerized by the ponies rear end.

(Wanna swap to the Princesses after this post?)

Pinkie soon brought out some gem pancakes for Spike, and cinnamon ones for herself. ¨Dig in!¨ She hoofed him the syrup and butter