I blame Slows for making this

>Today is a bright and sunny day in Ponyville!
>It's been only a few weeks since you moved here out of the castle
>...you're still not sure why you were in the castle in the first place
>But you were told that everything was "over" and that "he was gone"
>You didn't ask questions, you didn't really care
>But you did care about making lots of friends
>Like your best friend, a filly a little older than you named Roseluck
>You were gonna go see her today, and she was gonna show you her roses in bloom!
>You were so excited, you couldn't even wait to knock on her door
>So here you are, climbing through her window
"Rosy! I'm here! Are you ready for lots of fun?!"
>Instead of jumping like she usually does when you surprise her, she's still in bed
>With your supreme sensibilities, you run over to her side and start shaking her
"Wake up Rosy! We're supposed to play together today!"
>She simply groans, and turns over
>"I don't feel too good, Nonny."
>Her voice sounds like she's been bucking trees with it
>That's not good, but you know a fix!
"Well, I know what always makes me feel better! A grilled cheese sandwich!"
>"I'm pretty sure-"
>But her protests went unheeded, as you were already in her kitchen
>Searching through her cupboards, you find what you're looking for easily
>Wheat bread, not white - white burns way too easy
>Pepper jack cheese, the king of grilled cheese
>Good ol' butter
>You hear her trying to climb out of her bed
"Rosy! You can't get better if you don't stay in bed!"
>Muffled groans are the only reply you get
>You keep looking for all you need
>Pan - located
>And you even find your secret grilled cheese ingredient, the one you've used to take your sandwiches to the next level: garlic
>You start by pressing the garlic and mixing it into the butter
>Slather that right onto the bread - time for the actual cooking
[spoiler]>This is a lot harder with hooves.[/spoiler]
>That was a weird thought
"Makin' grilled cheese~ Cheesy cheesy cheese~ For my friendee~ For my for my friendee~"
>A little song made up on the spot always makes the food taste better
>Slap that first piece of bread on, then the cheese, and the last piece
>When you smell that the bread's toasted, you mouth the handle and flip it
>Almost done, Rosy's gonna feel all better after this
>Smelling that it's finished, you mouth the handle again and flop the sandwich onto the counter
>...right, plates, those are helpful
>Riffling through more cupboards, you find them
>You scoop the finished, beautiful golden brown sandwich onto the plate, and carry it to Roseluck's room
>Aw, she fell back asleep
>You do the only sensible thing, and shake her awake again
"Mmm! Mmm!"
>She wakes up, and turns to you
>"I- thank you, Nonny."
>Yup, still sounds like nails on a chalkboard
>You give her your biggest smile, and she eats the sandwich
>"Thank you, Nonny, but I'm still tired. Maybe we can play-"
"But you promised we could play today!"
>"-play tomorrow. I promise promise."
>You understand, it's no fun to play with a sick pony
>But you pout anyway, you love to play with your friends
"Oh, alright. But you're gonna be feeling better tomorrow! I know it!"
>Grilled cheese always works. You don't know why, it just does.
"See ya later Rosy!"
>You don't even wait for a response, as you go the way you came - out her window.
>Maybe not today, but TOMORROW you'll get to play with Roseluck!
>Your excitement for tomorrow fuels your full on sprint right home
>Getting there, you find yourself a little winded - and a lot hungry
>You, of course, know a magic fix for that
>Grilled cheese sandwiches.