'Cupcakes' and Muffins

At first she had thought the skulls and guts were only pretend, like a haunted house on Nightmare Night. But there was no question, that WAS Rainbowdash!

Derpy turned and took flight just in time to avoid a lethal stab from Pinkamena's knife. Pinky stabbed at her again. Not knowing what else to do, Derpy swung the whip at her bloody pink attacker several times, but with her Pinky sense she was able easily to duck each blow.

The pink pony lunged the knife at Derpy over and over. The pegasus just kept flying back out of her stabbing range until finally she was against the wall, nowhere to go. Pinky closed in on her latest harvest with an evil flare burning in her eyes. "This has been fun but...good bye!!!"

Pinky Pie thrust the knife at Derpy but froze mid stab as a thin layer of purple magic enveloped her. *The filly!?* She couldn't even finish the thought before being bucked in the chest by the cornered grey mail mare.

She staggered backwards tripping over a box. As she lands on her back she drops the knife. Every part of the evil pink pony's body was in pain. She laid, sprawled out on the floor, unable to even move. Tiny trails of blood seeped from her wounds where Derpy's whip has cut her to ribbons.

The pain and blood loss was simply too much. Pinkimina lost consciousness laying there, a heep of bloodstained pink fur. *How could this happen?* She just didn't know what went wrong.

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It must have been several hours later when Pinkamena finally came too. She looked around, where WAS she? There walls were made of dried dirt yet she was on a wooden floor and there were clean carpets laid out. Sunlight shined though small circular windows with homely wooden trim. She walked toured the only exit she could see only to be choked and fall back when she discovered that she was in a mettle collar, chained to the ground.

"Good morning sleepy-head! You've been taking a nap for almost a whole day!" Chimed the voice of a very young filly. Dinky Doo bounced up to just passed the edge of where Pinkamena's chain would allow her to reach. "You must be hungry after almost two days with no food."

It was true, the pink pony hadn't eaten since before she poisoned Derpy. Her hunger was reaffirmed by an audible growl coming from her stomach. A weak, pink glow of magic dropped a food bowl in front of her, the kind of thing you would use to feed a dog. One side was filled with what she assumed was tap water while the other was packed with dry hay. Her mouth watered at the meager offering presented to her.

"Mom says you didn't really kill Rainbow Dash, we both know you did. I think mommy's are just supposed to say nice things like that. We don't know what we're going to do with you or...to you, yet."

Without thinking about it the chained pony practically dove into the food bowl, guzzling down the water and wolfing down the dried hay...wait...DOVE that was it! If she had just enough power left then maybe...

"Um Dinky?"

"Yes, Ms.Pie?"

"Could I have some more water?"

"Well mommy said only one bowl but I don't see why not, Oh but don't tell her, OK Ms.Pie?"

Pinkamena bit her bottom lip and looked down at the newly refilled bowl of water. She prayed she had enough power left. All she had to do was dive into the bowl and use her magic to hop out of one of the lakes around Ponyville. *Well, here goes nothing*

The pink mare lifted both front legs and plunged them downward. SPLASH! Her hoof hit firmly against the bottom of the plastic dish... Nothing! It had been too long since the last harvest, the evil pink pony would need to feed again if she wanted to use her powers.

"Nice splash! I like to make splashes too! Ohhh hay you still have a little water left, and good thing, too. You'll probably want it for our next game." Dinky levitated two bottles of hot sauce between them. I like to play this game at school sometimes, I always win! The rules are easy, the pony that drinks a whole bottle first wins!"

Lucky for Pinky, it just so happened to be her favorite brand if hot sauce. Maybe she could use this to her advantage. "Okey doke lokey! That sounds like a fun game, what do you get if you win?"

"Gee, I don't know." Pondered Dinky, "Mostly I just do it for fun and because I love hot sauce."

"Well, how about if you win, I'll throw you one of the biggest bestest pinky-style parties ever!" Dinky seemed to like this idea as a smile stretched across her face. "But if I win," continued Pinky, "You have to let me free."

The light grey filly thought for a moment, considering the terms. "Ok, that sounds fair! If you win, I promise I'll let you go free."

The chained mare smiled. "Do you 'Pinky Promise' ?"

"Cross my heart and hope to fly, sick a cupcake in my eye." Recited the small filly.

With that they both kicked back their respective bottles of hot sauce. Pinkamina gulped it down faster than she'd ever drank anything in her life, done a full five seconds before Dinky. "Looks like I win." She said cheerfully, "Now you have to to let me go."

Dinky gave a condescending look. "Hmmmmmm...NAH." She stuck her tongue out at Pinky.

The party pony nearly lost her composer. "But Dinky, You PINKY PROMISED, remember?"

"Yeah, but I had my hoovsies crossed so it doesn't count!" She retorted.

"You little BITCH!" Snapped Pink, now pulling hard against the chain that bound her. The chain was only attached to her neck so she turned around, and with the extra reach of her body -SMACK! -She was able to kick the small, purple filly square in the jaw.

Dinky was hurled back against the wall by the force of the kick. The filly pulled herself back up and pathetically spit out a tooth after about three tries. "My tooth! There's no need to play that rough, Pinky!" The small unicorn levitated one of the empty hot sauce bottles to herself and broke it against the wall, leaving behind a jagged, sharp edge.

Pinkamena backed away as far as her chain would let her. The pale purpleish-grey unicorn drew in closer with her improvised, glass weapon.

"Mommy said not to make you bleed on the carpet, But we can always get a new one."

Just as Dinky was about to stab the pink, chained pony she was smacked in the ribs by two cream colored filly legs.

"Master! Are you ok?" Exclaimed a voice that Pinky was very happy to hear.

"Applebloom! watch out!" She called.

*SHRICK!* the deafening sound of Applebloom's skin being cut open by jagged bottle of hot sauce.

"APPLEBLOOM!"