It was certainly strange, but not unheard of to be a twenty-two year old student in high school. Rare, unlikely, stigmatized, looked down upon, viewed with a level of scrutiny that would be considered excessive to a point, but Pinkie Pie was here for a reason: to learn, to love, and ultimately... to laugh, and there was no better time or place to make it happen than that of Prom night. It was a concept that she'd only heard of in legends: a grand night of debauchery, dancing, do-wopping, and.... whatever else starts with D that sounds like fun!
Decorations laid out atop a table stretching the entire length of the gymnasium (the stains of what is decidedly not Red Velvet still plaguing the bathroom, being yet still blocked off for the time being by faculty), mirroring a stage laid with a varying amount of electronic music equipment and lights upon lights. By all means, it was certainly a sight to behold the amount of work that the Prom Planning Party had put in following their election by the student body, of which Pinkie herself managed to spearhead. The mare of the hour stood atop the stage, clasping her hands together excitedly to declare the event:
"Hey everypony-- body! Thank you so much for volunteering to help get this place ready for the coming weekend, because it's P-to the-R-to the-O-to the-M season!!" The bipedal horse-turned-girl spoke aloud into an active microphone. "I know some of you don't really do charity work, or go to this school, or even go to any school because you're fourty-- but that's okay because we're all in this together! We went ahead and divided you guys up into dedicated teams of eight to work on specifics of decorating this party place with the funnest, bunnest, runnest party favours ever! So find your partners and get to work: Streamers team, you get to do streamers so break out your ladders and remember no trust falls today! Lights crew, get your hard hats and noisemakers and let's shed some light on the suuuuuubject! Cleanup Crew, you're-- well, not actually gonna be cleaning anything up. But we went ahead and put some bubble wrap in your corner so you guys can have at it!"
It didn't take a scientist to realize this was going to be the worst prom the school's ever seen.