Pit Stop poked his head in through Sugarcube Corner. His mother and father usually denied both him and his brother sweets unless it was a special occasion, often telling him that it made him "act strange". He wasn't quite sure what they meant by that, but hey, a pony had to have his sweets, right?
Besides, he had his birthday bits to spend here and he was going to get something for himself! His ears twitched a bit as he looked over at the rows and rows of sweets. What was he to get? He wasn't sure, and he didn't know what tasted the best, either...
He approached where the sweets were held and sat down. He'd buy all of it and eat it if he could, but there was no way that he would be able to do that. So he would have to pick just one or two for now, and hope that he could sample the rest for later.