What else? You needed a chair or a table or something. Well there was plenty of furniture around. Pinkie grabbed a low-standing card table and spun it around over to herself, plopping down on her back on it, holding the instruction booklet overhead to read. How fun this would be!
She flipped the page. What was next? Some of the black straps were needed. She fished them out and laid them over her legs, just above the hooves. It said she needed help for this part, but Pinkie had never yet found a game she couldn't set up by herself. She pushed on, determined. With every successive step of instructions, she followed along. Straps on her hooves. Around and under the table. She smiled, humming excitedly to herself. She'd never heard of a game like this.
It had to be tight, the booklet said. She tugged. Her hooves came free.
Not good enough. She put her hooves back in, tightened the strap by pulling with her teeth. Real tight.
Her hooves slipped right out. They had a habit of doing that. She replaced them, tightened again. Extra tight.
Finally they were tight enough to hold her. She couldn't wiggle free. She checked them repeatedly. Tugged and shimmied. Nope. She was held fast.
Perfect! What was next? She flipped the pages with her nose.