Eight Cupcakes: Define "Dancing"

[sailorlaughter]

[Isn't space beautiful? Cammy seems to think so - he's just hovering in front of the windows, the shot panning across the stars and planets and - what is that? He zooms in on a small pink object floating in space. It looks like a little...cloud of something? He's barely focused in on it before a space-suited pony, poofy pink tail trailing behind her, pounces on it, turning into a head-over-hooves somersault that carries her out of frame.]

[Cammy quickly darts over to the next window, queuing up a little background music as he does so. After a few seconds Pinkie spirals past, clutching the pink cloud tight to her chest with one foreleg as she waves excitedly to her Cambot buddy with the other. Her jetpack leaves thin white trails of exhaust in her wake, littered here and there with stray pieces of cotton candy. Cammy follows her past a few more windows, until eventually she lets the cloud fly lightly into the window and zips away to flop face-first into another.]

[Her suit must have a little radio or something, because Cammy can still pick up her slightly staticky voice.] Everypony! You've just GOTTA come out and see this! It's COTTON CANDY CLOUDS! IN SPAAAAACE!

Comments

[sailorlaughter]

Oh...okie-dokie-lokie. [Awwww, why you gotta be a buzzkill, Luna? She was gonna try to make a FORT out of them!]

[royal_moonrise]

['cos she knows. Oh, she knows.]

[sailorlaughter]

[Well, Pinkie's just gonna keep playing outside with her clouds while she can. Nobody told HER, after all.]