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A/N I would like to thank everyone that has reviewed, sent a suggestion, added this story to alert, added to favourites or has even taken time to read it. What would I do without y'all?

So, I can't believe this story has really come so far. I really never thought I'd ever get to the original goal. So I guess I owe all of you readers for sticking with the story to be honest. I would like to thank DrWhoLover815 for suggesting the idea for this moment. You rock! A/N

Jessie frowned, with her eyebrows furrowed, as she rooted through the kitchen cupboards in hope of finding the ingredients she needed.

"So..." She began to murmur, clearly directing her voice to the horse who stood below, hovering over the cake the cake mixture package with a look of thorough confusion etched across his long face. However, Jessie was unable to see this from her position and therefore continued with her search for the obvious ingredients.

"What do we need for the cakes boy?"

After a few moments of silence, Jessie's eyebrows then arched in slight bafflement. And, for a brief period of time, she wondered whether Bullseye had disappeared completely, and this was the thought that made her heart freeze in its tracks. However, her heart sank when she heard the familiar sound of Bullseye's neigh and it was what Bullseye told her that confused her all the more.

"Wait?" She asked with eyebrows aiming for the ceiling. "What do you mean you can't read?"

Bullseye yet again neighed his answer, but this time he seemed expectant of her.

"What...?" Jessie murmured in shock as her mind quickly reeled over what Bullseye had just told her; picking out every detail she could possibly find in order to come up with a decent answer. "You can't get me to read it boy. I need to get the ingredients from the shelves."

Bullseye spoke up again.

"You can't do it 'cause you can't even get up here." Jessie began, admiring the height of the shelves compared to the kitchen unit. "And, secondly, you ain't got any hands Sherlock."

Bullseye could only neigh his absolute disapproval as he collided with his own embarrassment.

"Look." Jessie told the horse with a voice of the highest authority. "Do you want to help me make Buzz's birthday cake or not?"

At first Bullseye seemed reluctant, but when Jessie reminded him of why they were even planning on making the chocolate cake in the first place, he was struck with a full on attitude adjustment.

"Okay..." Jessie began to murmur. "Since you can't read what's on the box, tell me what you see on the cover."

Bullseye answered, of which made the Cowgirl roll her eyes in a half-hearted mock.

"I know it's a cake boy. No need to point out the obvious is there?"

At this comment, Bullseye shuffled nervously before he told Jessie what he saw.

"Mmm hmm. So first of all...we need cocoa for the chocolate." Jessie murmured to herself as she tried to think of where on Earth she could find something like that.

The truth was though, she was in no position to be commenting on what Bullseye was doing either, since her reading age was equivalent to the one of a three-year-old's. But she wasn't going to tell Bullseye this.

With a sudden idea popping into her mind, the ecstatic cowgirl then asked: "Have you got a mixing bowl out boy?"

Bullseye nodded enthusiastically, before indicating his head towards a large bowl to his right.

"Okay, let's get going."

"Okay..." Jessie began to murmur as she hopped down onto the kitchen counter, barely even able to keep a hold on the small container she held within her firm arms. It was no more than the size of those mini Red-Bull's Jessie remembered Andy having become hyped up on when he came home one night a few years back.

However, to a toy, the proportions were uneven (against their favour). Wait, no, let's make that 'very' uneven.

"I think this is the chocolate Bullseye," Jessie began as she gently placed the container on the kitchen stand before unscrewing the blue lid (with quite a bit of difficulty given its size compared to a toy). Hovering over the container, and taking a huge waft of the contents, she couldn't help but cringe at the strong smell. God it was awful. "Well...it certainly doesn't smell like coffee to be honest..."

Bullseye, curious as to what Jessie was even complaining about, took a cautious sniff of the smell (that just so happened to erupt from the insides if the container) before he took a large step back, perched on all fours, shook his head vigorously and cringed. He guessed he now knew what Jessie had been on about before...

"Hmmm..." Jessie murmured slowly before circling the container with thorough eyes. She couldn't actually read what was on it at all. But she was able to tell thatthe word, printed on the front in big, bold letters (which may have been a sign indicating that it was made from a cheap brand), had a 'C' in it. And cocoa had a 'C' in it, right? "Maybe the scent really kicks in when its cooked?"

Soon enough, she was able to convince herself that this suggestion was true.

So, as soon as managed to find a spoon, there was nothing to stop her from digging out Coffee into the mixing bowl.

And there was also nothing (since she had hardly any control over her movements at her height) to stop the two of them from making a complete pig-sty of the area.

(No offense to Hamm of course).

Oh yes, they made one hell of a mess.

A/N So, the 100th Moment is completed and done with. I honestly never thought that I'd ever make it this far. And I never would've come anywhere near close to my original goal if it weren't for you amazing readers:) So I'd like to thank anyone who had even clicked on this story, and give an extra thanks to those who have reviewed/sent suggestion, added this story to their fave/alert list, and those who have helped me out along the way. You guys are the absolute best!

Oh, and sorry if this doesn't make any sense, I was up quite late last night (or early this morning ^_^) writing it out. So, yeah...be warned...

Thanks again to DrWhoLover815 for offering the suggestion! This moment will be continued next time:)

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