Pinkie giggled slightly as she huddled into a ball in the corner of her cellar. She rocked back and forth. She smiled widely, walking up to a pile of Rainbow Dash's blood, in it was Rainbow stiched up into a doll. She stuck her hoof in the blood. "Mmmm, it tastes absolutely delicious..." She hopped around, humming. Then, she stopped right there. Dash was dead. She couldn't talk or speak or think. "Oh, oh no... what have I done..." She cried in her corner. "I didn't want to kill my pff... but I was so stupid to do so anyway!" Her eyes overflowed with tears. "HER BLOOD ON MY WALLS! AM I SO STUPID TO DO THIS?!" She looked down at her hooves. They were covered in blood. "No! I-I think I need help, but my friends will hate me for that! Oh, what do I do?! I'll go to prison!" She washed her hooves and walked out. She went straight to the Ponyville Jail. "Mister, I need help. I did something I regret."
"Miss Pinkie Pie, your mane is flattened."
"I know, follow me."
The police pony followed Pinkie as she walked to the cellar. As the pony looked at the sight, grabbing Pinkie as he ran with her, running to a correctional center. He locker her up, as she sat in a chair. "I deserve all of this." She teared up. She screamed at herself. "I'm scared of myself! I HATE WHAT I'VE DONE!" She struggled to get out of the chair. "LET ME GO NOW!"
A pony spoke over a microphone. "Pinkie, you told us that you commited the crime of murder. Your fault."
Pinkie snapped out of the chair. She ran towards the window. "ARE YOU CALLING ME STUPID AND CRAZY?! I'M NOT CRAZY!"
"Pinkie, calm yourself. Everything is gonna be fine."
"NO YOU CALM YOURSELF! I'M BEING CALM! I'M ALWAYS CALM!" Her eyes widened and she cried. She ran to the corner. Twilight looked through the window. "Pinkie?! Why is she there?" Twilight shook her head fast. "Pinkie is mentally unstable. She has commited the crime of murder." A pony put on glasses and read a paper on a clip board. Pinkie saw her lavender friend. "Twilight! Please! GET ME OUT!" Twilight backed away. She ran out of the building. Pinkie hung her head low. The ponies looking through the window left. One said, "Good night, Pinkie Pie." She went to her bed. "Twilight hates me. It can't get any worse!" She fell asleep. When she woke up, a mare walked in with breakfast. "Eggs, toast, and pancakes!" The mare used her magic to put it on Pinkie's table. "I know this food is good and all, but I still miss Dashie..." Pinkie said, turning away from the unicorn. "But, it's all my fault." She brout the blanket over her head, leaving a whole for her face. "Pinkie Pie, it's all gonna be fine."
"NO IT'S NOT! IT'S ABSOULTLY TERRIBLE! I'M SO STUPID TO DO IT THAT I SHOULDN'T LIVE ANYMORE!"
"Miss Pie, calm down, no need to-" Pinkie covered the mare's mouth. She took the knife for her pancakes. "I'll do it, you unicorn!"
"My name is Strawberry..."
"I don't care! You ... will... DIE!" Pinkie stabbed the knife in Strawberry's neck. She looked at her reflection in the window. "I am a monster..."