Holy shit

Pinkie Pie and her home

Mongoose Man POV
That crazy pony seemed like she could be trusted, seeing as she saved us from the Birdmen and possible death. It was even nicer of her to bring us back to her homeland for tea, as we hadn't eaten for a long time (apart from Mabel when she ate all the Birdmen in the night town). My stomach was rumbling hungrily as we entered the pony village hall.
Trays of cake were piled high up to the ceiling, and baskets of apples were scattered around the long table. That was pretty much the only food they had apart from hay, but it was enough. We stuffed our faces with thickly iced buns, chocolate eclairs and many of the apples, which were delicious.
Little did we know what would come next.