While Sweetie Bell is eating lunch with her friends the CMC are served three tall glasses of Chocolate milk each by Mrs Cake. After drinking some of it Sweetie Bell stops and stares at her drink intently, wondering where the Chocolate Milk could have come from.
After voicing her question to her friends, they speak to multiple ponies around town in an attempt to solve this question.
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Oh haha. Well done. No wonder she wanted to keep such a thing secret.
I think I saw this movie, what was it called? Oh yes - Alien Resurrection.
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Never heard of it. Is that a book? Movie? Video game? Oh yeah, you wrote movie, so I guess it's a movie. o_ou lol
327406 Just a tongue-in-cheek daydream of the cloud breaking free, multiplying like crazy and posing a threat to Equestria and the world in general.
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Death by chocolate?
327781 There are worse ways to go I suppose!
"Yes, Jamie, that is a question the fans have been asking about a lot lately... well, the reason that it's not in any cookbooks is that the ingredients, if mixed incorrectly, can be rather hazardous. Fortunately, for our viewers, we can demonstrate the process here on TV. Remember, colts and fillies, we're trained professionals; we take every precaution; and we have years of experience dealing with potentially explosive mixtures. Oh, and we have the fire department on speed dial too... so, DON"T try this at home!"
"That's right, Adam." Jamie said, as his co-host put on a pair of goggles.
"However, our lawyers told us that even though we can show the process, we can't tell you what we are using... so, here I have a container of, um, blur, and that gets mixed with some of this other, uh... blur, in a precise stoichiometric ratio, and it's an exothermic reaction that must be kept under a specific temperature to avoid creating unwanted by-products, but above another specific temperature in order for the reaction to properly take place at all."
Adam then proceeded to carefully measure out the first two reagents into a pair of beakers that sat on top of a pair of precision lab scales.
"To handle the temperature management, we have this gizmo," Adam said, gesturing towards an device that appeared to be a stainless steel bowl with a bunch of tubes coming out and running to a box with some dials and digital readouts that sat underneath it.
He then dropped a stirring magnet in the bowl, flipped a switch on the device that activated the magnetic stirring motor, picked up the first beaker, and poured it's contents into the bowl. Next, he picked up the second beaker, and began slowly pouring the contents into the bowl; and as he did so the mixture in the bowl began to bubble, and change color from clear to a deep purple.
"And the last step in the process, before we add the milk, is to mix in this stuff --" Adam said while gesturing to another beaker that sat off to the side of the table.
"Unlike the first two, this one's not nearly as sensitive to temperature or quantity."
Adam then proceeded to pick up the beaker and pour it into the bowl, and the deep purple liquid promptly turned a rich dark brown.
"And waa-laaa! Chocolate Milk Concentrate!"
Adam transferred a bit into a waiting glass of milk with a pipette, stirred it, and then proceeded to chug it in one big gulp, leaving a brown mustache on his upper lip.
"Mmm-mmm-good!" he exclaimed, turning to his co-host.
"That's great, Adam… But, you know me, and Jamie wants… BIG BOOM! Which is one of the reasons why we are filming this demonstration out here at the bomb range. I've already prepared an example of what happens when you do it the wrong way…" Jamie said to Adam as they walked into the blast bunker.
"We have set up a dropper of the improperly done mixture out in the range, and now we are going to remotely trigger it to drop a single droplet onto an ordinary piece of fruit, such as might be found in any kitchen." Jamie continued.
"OK, this is chocolate-milk-mix-explosion in three… two… one… FIRE IN THE HOOOLEEE!!!" Adam yelled… and then pushed the button on the remote trigger.
Out in the field, the dropper mechanism obediently dropped a single drop onto the lemon that sat underneath it.
The resulting explosion rattled windows all the way to Ponyville.
((Alas, I don't have any Jamie emoticons, so here -- have some spike 'satches instead:
))
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A tempting idea. I might jsut do that if I get bored and don't feel like doing my other fics.
330305 Do it filly!
I wish to be tickled by Pinkie.
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I'm a stallion, actually.
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Hmmm...perhaps I could make that the punishment for being late to work three times in a row in her new chocolate factory?
Pinkie Pie's Chocolate Factory: Gone Haywire!
No, I actually haven't started that yet, but I've got a title and ideas are bumping against the inside of my skull water being held back by a dam. It's probably only a matter of time.
337384 I normally don't use gender specifics, but in this instance was directly referencing the 'do it filly' meme and so was required to. No assumption or offence intended, good sir.
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Ah. I see.
I don't know what I was expecting, but it sure wasn't that, good job man, it was way better than anything I had been thinking.... although in hindsight it REALLY should have been obvious
I know this story is really old, in terms of fimfiction anyways, but I'm curious about something:
How long was Pinkie going to tickle Scoots had the others not found them?
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Honestly, I hadn't planned it that far. An hour, maybe?
7340208 That sounds about right for Pinkie.
Tag AJ too, if your tagging RD and Twilight. Nice work! I like Pinkie's Punishment!