[Action] Watch where you step!

[laughafterme]

[Amidst all the chaos going on, the only one who seems right at home with it all is none other than Pinkie. She is acting as a crossing guard for a family of spoons in the cafeteria. One tablespoon and five little teaspoons all walking in line. How cute!

She sees some people approach from behind and blows her whistle at them.]

This is a no crossing zone! You have to wait for the green light!

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[sweetapple]

[And an old face is standing nearby, watching with bemusement. Pinkie? You're weird. Spoons? You're weirder.]

Ain't they made o' metal? Gettin' run over ain't exactly gonna do 'em a whole lot of harm.

1/??

[laughafterme]

[GASPS and turns to Applejack.]

How would YOU feel if you got run over, AppleJa--

[laughafterme]

[WAIT IT'S APPLEJACK!]

[laughafterme]

APPLEJAAAAAACK!!

done!

[laughafterme]

[And back to that stern look.]

Where's my apple cider?! AND my hug?!

[sweetapple]

Boy, that sure is some way to greet an old friend. C'mere.

[Grabs Pinkie into a one-armed hug.]

Ain't got no cider to speak of, so this'll do.

Now, mind tellin' me what in the heck is going on?

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie hugs with all her might before she goes into a long winded explanation.]

We have a new Commander and at first everyone thought she was totally being cruel even though she was, but we probably needed the training but sending all the young cadets to the Island Closest to Hell didn't go over so well with everyone and then some stuff happened and we're our own nation now and we can become citizens of Balamb but I think they may have stopped that by now and then there was jam all over the place and CHOCOLATE RAIN! MMMMMMM!

[TAKES IN A DEEP BREATH]

THEN some other off worlders started their own group and became the next big bad for us to fight but they're like freakishly strong because they're like cyborgs or something! Then they took over Galbadia Garden and we had to fight in the air! Then the land! It got really messy before Commander Zabala put the SMACK DOWN on them!

[A slight pause.]

OH! I have a Special Someone now and I love him! THE END!

[sweetapple]

...alrighty then.

[Give her a moment to sort of... process that. It sounds like a lot has happened...]

Sounds like you had a right ol' - wait, now - you have a Special Somebody? [Tightens that one armed hug, and ruffles Pinkie's fluffy hair.] Aw, Pinkie, that's just great for you! Anyone I know?

[Tries to think - does she know anyone crazy enough to date Pinkie?]

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie gives her all the time she needs before she laughs at the hair ruffle!]

Maybe! Do you know Chammy?! [He's the only one crazy enough.]

[youngnobelman]

[Touma smiles at the sight, though his smile looks a little thinner than usual. Something on his mind?]

Don't worry, I'll wait. It's good to see you out and about.

[laughafterme]

[There is a light that appears nearby and it turns green, relieving Pinkie of her duties so she could latch onto Touma anyway she could!]

TOUMA! Did you get any rest? [She knows he's been working to the bone in the infirmary. Not to mention she was a patient there for a bit.]

[youngnobelman]

[Not entirely prepared for Pinkie latching onto him, Touma staggers a bit, but he regains his balance quickly.] I've had some, thank you for asking... [At least Pinkie will always appreciate his hard work, even if it seems like no one else does.] Gaomon just thought I needed some fresh air.

[Beat.]

Some different air. [Eh, the smell of cafeteria food and oddly lively cutlery is a change from the smell of disinfectant.]

[laughafterme]

[She does notice and frowns at him. FROWNING!!]

You're on break for the next hour! With me!

[Not...much of a break, but IT HAS BEEN DECIDED!]

No buts!

[youngnobelman]

[Touma lifts a hand to protest, but then she says 'no buts', and, well. Getting away from certain patients for a bit would be nice.]

Can I at least send word back to the infirmary? They're only expecting me gone for half an hour at most.

[laughafterme]

What'll happen if you don't?

[youngnobelman]

My coworkers will worry - they know it's not like me to be late.

[laughafterme]

Good! Then they can come looking for you after they panic!

[Pinkie tugs him along to get some food.]

[youngnobelman]

[Touma blanches, and tries, as he's pulled away, to tell a random cadet to go to the infirmary and tell them Dr. Norstein will be late, but the kid's clearly not listening.

[He could break out of her grip, he knows; he could enhance his strength with a little digisoul and pull some martial arts moves to get out. But truth be told, he's enjoying the attention. So instead he just grabs a tray and some plates along the way.]

[laughafterme]

[That's the spirit, Touma! BE SPONTANEOUS! Have a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato soup and salad! Pinkie will have the same.]

Look! We're lunch twins! [And she adds some milk to the fray! OH SNAP!]

[youngnobelman]

[Touma manages a faint smile for their lunch, able to appreciate the dietary balance of the meal.] Gaomon and I are often - [he hesitates on the term] - 'lunch twins', but it can depend somewhat on what they're serving.

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie eats healthier than most think. She's a vegetarian!]

Are there things he won't eat? [She didn't think Gaomon would be the picky type!]

[youngnobelman]

More like things he can't: Too much salt, onion, or garlic, dairy products, grapes... He gets sick. [While Touma has the knowhow and equipment to deal with it, Gaomon hardly enjoys being ill.]