>Pinkie abruptly stops laughing.
>”G-granny Pie?”
>Anon’s finger slows as he raises a brow.
>”N-no! Don’t go Granny! Anon keep tickling! I need to talk to my Granny!”
>Confused, Anon still does what he’s told, getting a light, distracted giggle as Pinkie still stares widely at nothing.
>”I’ve missed you so much since you died, Granny! Please! You have to tell me the secret! What’s the secret ingredient to all of your delicious desserts?!”
>She gasps.
>”Vinegar! Of course! It makes perfect sense! Okay, bye Granny, say Hi to Grandpa for me!”