Party Animal!~
crack… crack… crack…
The egg finally cracked against the edge of the bowl, making the contents spill in the bowl a whole lot easier.

The shy, timid, yellow pegasus, Fluttershy, giggled nervously at the little success and started stirring the batter. Trying to sing a calming tune as mixed the ingredients together. She was doing this for two reasons: One, she didn’t want any of the flakes stuck to her soft pink mane and tale to end up in the concoction. And two, she wanted the cake done before the party started.

However, just behind the timid yellow pony, a much more hyperactive pony was spinning about in the kitchen, laughing insanely. Fluttershy didn’t really pay much mind to it, since the pony behind her wasn’t really causing much harm. She just continued stirring her mixture, making sure that it was just right.

The hyperactive pony soon became close to her still laughing, but stopped for a moment, taking notice of the giant chocolate chips next to the shy pony.

The pony reached out a hoof, smacking their lips in anticipation… Until another hoof slapped it away.

“No, Lyra! These are for the cake!” Fluttershy told the candy coated pony sternly.

“Awwww… Come on!” Lyra whined hoping for a taste of the sweet choco treats.

“No. You’re just going to have to wait until the party starts for you to get your sugar fix.” Fluttershy said firmly, marking the end of the discussion.

Lyra took notice of this quickly and soon deflated for a moment, moaning in disappointment, but knew when she was defeated and left the kitchen.

Feeling satisfied in both keeping the sugar crazed Lyra in order and being able to mix the batter to the perfect texture, Fluttershy decided that it was time to work on the peanut butter filling for the cake quickly so that it would be ready by the time the cake was fully baked.

Smiling softly, she picked up a peanut carefully from the giant bag her friend Sweetie Belle gave to her for the party.

Easily cracking the nut, she dumped the contents into the blender/chopper machine and turned on the machine once it was filled with just the right amount of nuts.

The blades were fast at work on the nuts, though a few of them did fly up, but never really flew out of the mixer. Fluttershy smiled; satisfied that it was working perfectly.

But out of nowhere, the blades just… Stopped.

“Huh?” Fluttershy wondered out loud. This kind of machine always worked perfectly before, why was it stopping now?
Looking inside, she soon got her answer.

A peanut shell was jamming the blades in the mixer.

“Oh dear.” Fluttershy said, reaching her hoof in to try to extract the shell, but then came to a realization.

“Oh… Oh right.” She said, pulling her hoof out of the blender, noticing that the blades was jamming, trying to spin again. Smiling at her catching her mistake early on, Fluttershy reached over and pulled the cord out, powering down the blender in a second. When she felt that it was safe to reach inside, did she do so.

Making a triumphant sound she pulled what was jamming the blades in the rotors; a discarded peanut shell that somehow got stuck with all of the unshelled peanuts.

Smiling, she figured she might as well have on peanut, thinking that no harm could come out of it. Surely not to the peanut butter concoctions she was planning on making for the cake.

Tossing the lone nut out of its shell into the air, she caught it mid-fall in the air with her mouth.

She chewed happily until she felt her forehead itch slightly.

“Huh?” She said, trying to look up to see what was wrong, but she soon got her answer when soon after her whole body started getting itchy as well, and looking down she saw her body was getting dotted with purple spots all over, this confused Fluttershy greatly.

But it wasn’t until she felt her lips swell that she started to panic. She could barely open them up let alone breathe out of her mouth. It became worse when her whole body bloated out like a balloon, making her completely immobile.

She tried to scream, but her swelled lips prevented her from doing so.

Thankfully, Lyra was still in the kitchen with her.

She saw the negative effects that was happening to the shy and timid pony and rushed over to aid her.

Lyra saw that Fluttershy was moaning, probably in a lot of pain from being swelled so, and those blotches couldn’t be very comfortable either.

But something else caught Lyra’s attention too.

The plate full of chocolate treats that she was denied earlier.

Lyra tried to focus on saving her friend, but found the temptation of the treats far more pleasant. For one, Fluttershy was in no position to smack her away from the treats now.

Without thinking, Lyra bumped Fluttershy away and devoured the chocolate sweets licking the plate clean, making happy noises as she savored the sweet chocolaty goodness lingering on her tongue.

Then she realized that Fluttershy was still suffering from a severe peanut allergy.

“Oh right…” And rushed to the nearest phone to call an ambulance.

A couple of hours later…
Fluttershy was being lead out of the hospital by the doctor at the time, Trixie, who surprisingly, did a good job at helping Fluttershy out and healing her.

“I… I just didn’t know I was…” Fluttershy stammered, still shook up from learning that she had a serious allergy.

“It’s alright Fluttershy. It happens to a lot of ponies like this more than you would think. Just take in the fact that you aren’t the only one out there who…” Trixie was cut off when they spotted a familiar face come towards them.

It was a familiar small white unicorn wearing a dark purple and white vest as matching her light purple and pink mane and snow white coat. Her face was painted glowing white with the same color pink from her mane painted onto her cheeks. She was, somehow, riding on a unicycle.

It was Sweetie Belle!

Last time Fluttershy checked, she was supposed to help out with the party. But then again, she was in charge of the party planning, so she supposed that Sweetie Belle heard that she had to be hospitalized and came to check on her.

Smiling sweetly at her, Sweetie Belle offered Fluttershy something from her hooves.

But once Fluttershy saw what was offered she flinched away in fear.

It was a peanut!

Trixie caught wind of this and gasped at the young mute ponies mistake and smacked the bag of peanuts out of her hooves letting them fall to the ground away from the recently recovered Fluttershy.

Sweetie Belle let out a soundless gasp as she started weeping silently, rubbing her eyes from invisible tears.

The blue unicorn, recently in the doctor’s scrubs, used her magic to levitate the fallen peanuts to the garbage can cleaning up the mess of the fallen peanuts to calm the timid yellow pegasus down.

Afterwards, once Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle calmed down, Trixie had left by this point, Fluttershy explained to Sweetie Belle what had happened.

The mute pony simply nodded in understanding and the headed towards the party together to help prepare for it.
By that point several other of their pony friends had showed up to help with the decorations.

There was Shining Armor who was in the middle of untangling several streamers as well as large banners with Cheerilee to be hanged around the room. Fluttershy decided to walk up to them and help out with the hanging of the banners and such.
There was also Shining Armor’s little sister Twilight Sparkle, who was preparing a game of bobbing for apples. She was trying to adjust her glasses so they wouldn’t fall off, though she originally didn’t need them, because of a misfired spell, her vision was compromised and she needed special glasses to help out until she found a cure for it.

They were both excellent unicorns in their own rights, but it was pretty hard to tell that they were related at the best of times.

Sweetie Belle had started diving in to blowing up the balloons, scattering them everywhere. She even got her magic to work for a moment to create a grand balloon arch. It really wasn’t necessary, but she was too happy that her magic was working for once, so she let it stand. Soon she started working on making balloon animals, a trick she learned very quickly. She was able to make a giraffe first try and picked up another balloon to inflate, however she inflated too much and it blew away from her.

She was able to follow it to the kitchen, but found an incredible treat waiting for her: there was a whole thing full of already shelled Peanuts!

Sure Sweetie Belle knew about Fluttershy’s allergy to the stuff now, but she doubted that everyone else who came was aware of this fact now, so they kept it out because they were probably too busy with the rest of the decorations. Licking her lips, Sweetie Belle decided to help herself, the balloon animal temporarily forgotten.

Behind her, another party goer was helping set up.

It was Spike the dragon.

He was wearing his usual attire of a deep dark purple turtle-neck sweater over his scaled body, whose turtle neck reached high over his mouth; making him as mute as Sweetie Belle. He also had on his signature shades. Like Twilight, he didn’t really need them at first, but the same spell accidentally made him blind, where it made Twilight’s vision impaired. She was also working on a spell to cure him as well.

Currently, he was trying to set up the “Pin the Tail on the Pony” game, but was having a hard time locating the wall, until he ran into it. Pulling out the tape, he quickly taped the poster messily on the wall. Nodding in satisfaction on a job well done, mostly because he couldn’t see that it was hanging upside down.

Meanwhile, Lyra was back at helping preparing for the party, except this time she was in charge of something simple and easy so as not to cause any problems. In other words they left her with making the punch. Not that she minded the job though, just as long as she still got be invited to the party.

She laughed lightly to herself enjoying mixing up all the juices together wanting it to be the best punch for everyone.
“Hmmm…” She pondered to herself, doing a quick look around with her good eye and snuck a taste of the punch. Lyra however instantly regretted it the moment it touched her tongue.

It was so bitter! What fruit juice did they give her to make punch with?

Reaching out, she managed to pick up a bowl filled to the brim with sugar. Without hesitating she dumped its entire contents into the punch bowl, licking her lips in anticipation. Trying to punch now she puckered her lips, cringing. It was way too sour now!

Quickly coming up with a solution, she pulled out a big box of sugar and started pouring into the punch laughing in excitement.

Once the box was empty, Lyra got way too excitement about its sweetness and was already bringing out a giant bag to pour into the now forming sugar pile in the punch bowl.

Meanwhile…

The time for the party was getting very, very close.

Fluttershy started keeping post at the window, waiting for the pony of honor. After a little of waiting, she finally spotted a familiar walking up to the door.

“She’s coming!” She called out happily, rushing towards to others, telling them to hush up and to get into position for the big surprise!

Spike took this as his cue to turn out the lights… But he was having a difficult time finding it on the wall. Finally after finding it, he switched the light off and the whole house went pitch black. Though how that was possible since it was still daytime out and there were plenty lights to filter in the room was beyond any of them, even though none of them questioned. They all just huddled together trying to force down anticipated giggles.

They didn’t have to wait long as the door opened, pouring in very little light, again somehow not flooding towards their hiding spot.

A familiar figure stood by the doorway, and from the silhouette, the pony looked very confused as to the seemingly impossible darkness.

Out of nowhere, the lights came back flooding the room and everyone yelled “Surprise!” and cheered for the person at the door.

Well, Spike tried to, but couldn’t find their guest of honor, forgetting that he was blind so he couldn’t see the guest of honor.

The guest of honor was none other than Pinkie Pie, named so for her bright pink coat and cotton candy colored and styled mane. The only thing that ever seemed odd about her was her daily choice of outfits, which consisted of camo print jacket with a sergeant ranking on the sleeves with a matching green beret with a shield symbol sewn on that did very little to contain her wild hair, but somehow stuck to her like glue, all being tied together with the dog tags that dangled from her neck. She was dressed this way because, though hardly anyone knew it, Pinkie Pie was actually a war veteran. Ponies would always ask why she kept wearing the uniform when the war was over, to which she would reply saying that the outfit sort of grew on her. However, she was very mute to explain what had happened in the war, and never told any stories of her time there.

The pink pony gasped from surprise, breathing hard trying to make sense of what was going on around her, but after processing her surroundings quickly, her answer came to her quickly.

All of her friends were throwing her a surprise party!

A giant smile formed on her face with the knowledge that her friends loved and cared for her so much.

Not too soon afterwards, Fluttershy brought out the cake which she had made earlier, it was messily iced, and the lit candles were in various sizes, but she didn’t care, and knew that Pinkie Pie wouldn’t care either.

“Oh for she’s a jolly good fellow!” She started singing out loud.

“For she’s a jolly good fellow!” Shining and Spike joined in.

“For she’s a jolly good fellooooow!” Cheerile and Twilight jumped in.

“That nobody can deny!” They all finished together, Pinkie Pie crying tears of joy at the kindness of her friend’s attention.

“Hehehe… Well what are we waiting for? Let’s party!” Pinkie Pie declared.

“Couldn’t agree more Pinkie Pie.” Fluttershy said, placing the cake down, then remembered something important and left for a little bit.

The party started and everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves in their own way: playing games and such. All except for Lyra who was still pouring sugar into the punch bowl. Smacking her lips as the bowl was filled a little past capacity from the box of sugar. Once the box had emptied she pulled out a giant bag of the stuff.

Spike was playing pin the tail on the pony, and even though he was already blind, and sporting shades to boot, Spike still insisted that he wore a blind fold. Unfortunately he had put it on himself and it was on slightly askew.

Everypony else was waiting for cake, since, while it did look messy, they knew it had to be good if it was for Pinkie Pie.
Giggling slightly at her friends impatience, she made a wish and blew out the candles, smiling happily.

Fluttershy came back with what she was looking for: a cake knife.

“Here you go Pinkie Pie. You get to cut the cake!” Fluttershy offered.

Pinkie Pie smiled, but when she turned to face Fluttershy she caught a full sight of the knife in her hooves. Her smile dropped and her breathing came in shallow pants and her eyes shrunk at the image. It was weird, like she was completely entrapped by the thing and worse yet she could see her own reflection in the little blade.

Her breathing started getting deeper and deeper and dark thoughts started entrapping her mind. All too soon a familiar blackness started overwhelming her. She swore she could’ve seen her reflection change a bit in the blade.

Pinkie Pie quickly shook her head clear from such things. There was no way her reflection could’ve changed, and she didn’t want to black out in her own birthday party.

Giggling nervously, she took the blade from Fluttershy, who was staring at her weirdly.

“Thanks Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie said, carefully cutting into the cake with precision.

“Cakes on!” Pinkie Pie announced, causing a cheer among the party goers. But she soon plopped a reasonable sized piece of cake on a plate and quickly handed it to Fluttershy.

“Here you go!” Pinkie Said loudly.

“Oh no Pinkie, this is your birthday party; you should have the first slice.” Fluttershy argued.

“Nonsense! If it is my party than I get the say of who gets the first slice, and I want you to have it Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie offered.

Fluttershy just smiled and took the cake.

“Aww, thank you Pinkie Pie. You really are the bestest friend any pony could ask for.” Fluttershy said, taking her fork and moving away to let other pony’s have their chance to get cake.

Meanwhile, Lyra was still content to making the punch just right. After finishing of the giant bag of sugar, she fished for the spoon hidden underneath all of the sugar that was overflowing all over the table. Laughing at herself for finally finding it she couldn’t contain her enthusiasm as she stuck her tongue out to taste the sugar encrusted punch spoon.
A single drop of the sugar fell onto her tongue, dissolving almost instantly.

But it was enough.

The moment the sugar entered her system she started laughing and bouncing on an unheard of sugar high. She started laughing maniacally bouncing around in a tight circle, faster and faster. Soon she started spinning faster and faster until she soon, somehow, became a small Lyra-Tornado that couldn’t contain itself and started spinning all around the room with the party goers.

No one had really paid attention to Lyra’s antics though.

Sweetie Belle on the other hand had a few things to say to her afterward though. She had finally fished out a good portion of peanuts and was about ready to snack on them. However, the Lyra-Tornado spun by past her, annoying her a bit from the quick gust of sugar scented wind from the friend passing by her. But looking down, Sweetie Belle let out a noiseless gasp from learning that Lyra’s tornado had swept up her peanuts away!

Indeed it did but Lyra had never even noticed, too wrapped up in her hyperactive feeling to even know what her Lyra-Tornado had flew Sweetie Belle’s peanuts into the air…

And flew right into Fluttershy’s mouth.

Fluttershy had sat herself right underneath Sweetie Belles balloon arch, laughing nervously, even knowing that Pinkie said it was okay to eat the cake, and it did look awfully tasty, she was still a bit self conscious of eating the cake first. But grabbing a forkful of cake she raised the bite to eat, unfortunately she was met with several hard objects flying down her esophagus, nearly choking her. On a natural impulse Fluttershy swallowed hard, gasping for breath once she did so.
But then she started feeling a weird feeling again, and she swore that she felt her lips swell up like this morning. And once she felt her body break out in hives did she realize what was wrong: She swallowed peanuts!

Before she could do anything, her body bloated like a balloon, and it happened so quickly that her fork was thrown into the air as it happened; being propelled into the balloons in the arch.

The fork flew right through them, popping practically all of them almost as once.

Meanwhile, Pinkie pie was about to serve Miss Cheerilee her slice of cake at the same time Fluttershy’s fork popped all of those balloons.

Miss Cheerilee heard the noise and turned to see what the problem was, her cake forgotten temporarily.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t the only one who heard the balloons pop.

Pinkie Pie was standing right next to her, and dropped the cake, the sound of the popping balloons sounding way too familiar for her taste. To her, it sounded like the firings of a machine gun from the war.

Pinkie Pie felt an overwhelming sense of dread as she remembered vividly, the fear and the sights of those deadly contraptions. Her fear started to slowly overcome her entire mind, her breathing turning into deep pants, and soon, Pinkie Pie blacked out with the overwhelming fear of the war returning to her at full force.

Pinkie Pie was gone, and in her place stood a terrifying sight: She had turned into Pinkamena.

With a grunt, Pinkamena kicked the table, making the cake land on the ground with a splat!

Miss Cheerilee was upset at seeing the perfectly good cake ruined, but when she looked up to address this to Pinkie Pie did she realize that something was terribly, terribly wrong.

Looking at Pinkie she saw that she had changed drastically. Her usually perky, bouncy, curly mane and tail had fell strait, her usual bright pink coat had turned dull. But what was most terrifying of all was that THIS Pinkie Pie had sharp, jagged teeth that was arranged in a cruel and giant smirk on her face. Not the happy, cheerful smile everypony knew and love. Even worse was her eyes: Her eyes were normally a bright, sky blue color that always held a sparkle of a smile in them. But her eyes now had shrunken and had, somehow, changed from that happy blue to a bright, ugly, venomous yellow.

Miss Cheerilee knew that this wasn’t good, and was downright scared of this change in Pinkie; she started backing away.
It wasn’t the smartest move for her, seeing as how Pinkamena started walking towards her, breathing in a deep, dark, heavy pants; a slight chuckle to her voice.

Miss Cheerilee tried begging Pinkie Pie to go away, to not hurt her. But it seemed that she either didn’t hear her, or just chose to ignore her pleas.

Pinkamena grabbed Miss Cheerilee by her shoulders and brought up the cake knife, still in her hoof to her face. Before Cheerilee even had the chance to scream, Pinkamena had dug the knife all across her face, as if her head was a giant cake and Pinkamena was cutting up a slice.

Cheerilee’s body went limp instantly.

Backing away from the bloody, gorey mess, Pinkamena laughed cruelly, holding up the cut piece of Cheerilee’s face. Cheerilee just stood there, blood foaming in what was once her mouth before she finally collapsed as dead weight on her back.

Pinkamena just laughed with horrible glee, Cheerilee’s face still on her knife. She looked around to see if there was anybody else who’d want a…. SLICE.

And she did…

Shining Armor and Twilight was standing right there and saw the whole thing unfold. They were both shocked and disgusted and what Pinkie Pie had done. But they had both felt terrified once they saw that she saw both of them; they both screamed. However, only Twilight was bold enough to start running away.

Shining Armor didn’t get why his sister would do so, until he saw Pinkamena rush on over to him; sliding the slice of Miss Cheerilee’s face onto his plate.

He looked at it with both horror and disgust; he didn’t even notice that Pinkamena had gotten herself a hoof-full of balloons. Well he did realize that she did, but not until she tied all of them around his neck way too tightly.

Shining Armor started gagging, trying to untie the balloons from his throat; his mind clouded with panic.

He didn’t even notice when Pinkamena let go of the balloon, lifting his body up into the air; this caused him to feel like he was being hanged on a noose. Still he fought to get the thing untied from his neck. Shining Armor didn’t even realize that he was floating up into the ceiling fan until he heard the balloons above him pop all at once. Unfortunately, the ribbon that was tied to the balloons and around his neck got caught in the blades. The more the ceiling fan spun the tighter and tighter the ribbon would be spun into it. Shining Armor started panicking now, hoping that he’d be cut down before something terrible happened. That didn’t happen as he found that the blades had started cutting him up like a ceiling blender that he got trapped in. He let out one final scream of pain as his body become nothing more than a bloody puree.

Down below, Pinkamena was reveling in the downpour of blood from the ceiling.

Clutching her cake knife closely she looked around to find her next victim.

At that moment, the Lyra-Tornado had spun her way over to Pinkamena, and it was all too easy for her to just stick out her knife and peel the hyperactive pony while she was still spinning.

Through it all, Lyra kept on spinning, but she screamed loudly and horribly as the pain registered quickly to her head, but was unsure as to WHY the pain was there. Soon the green tornado and turned red as her peelings of flesh and skin was stripped away. Not too soon afterward did Lyra finally stop; her body resembling more of the core of a bloody apple then that a pony body.

Clutching the knife closer to her body, Pinkamena’s eye roamed to spy her next victim.

And in the kitchen did she find one.

Sweetie Belle was back to fishing for some more peanuts in the blender. She was completely unaware of all of the gore that had happened all around her, as well as the fact that Pinkamena was right behind her, assessing the situation before her.
And after quickly discovering that the blender was unplugged did she come up with her plan for this one.

She made quick work of locating the plug and plugging it back into the socket.

The blender had roared back to life, cutting up Sweetie Belle’s hoof quickly.

Sweetie Belle opened her mouth as if to scream but no sound came from the silent pony as she tried to pull her hoof out from the spinning blades. But she didn’t have much choice in the matter since Pinkamena had pushed her forward and in a sense, stuffed the tiny pony’s body into the still spinning blender; laughing manically the whole time the filly’s blood and body bits sprayed over her pink form.

Twilight say the whole thing, stunned from watching Pinkie kill her brother and then Sweetie Belle, but once she realized that she was probably next, she started to run again, looking for a good place to hide. Acting completely on impulse she spotted the bucket that she filled with water and apples for the bobbing for apples game and quickly jumped into it. But once she was emerged in the water did she realize her mistake.

She couldn’t breathe under water. So chancing it, she let up her muzzle to try and get air in safely.

Pinkamena, with the cake knife back in hand, started searching around the area to see if anyone else was still alive for her to kill.

Scanning the area, she saw the now faceless Cheerilee, the peeled body of Lyra, the splattered remains of Shining Armor on the ceiling, the bloody drink that was once Sweetie Belle in the blender, Twilight’s muzzle pocking out of a barrel, Fluttershy blown up like a balloon near the pin-the-tail-on-the-pony poster and… Wait…

Twilight’s muzzle sticking out of the barrel? And from the looks of it, she was struggling to breathe there. So without thinking, Pinkamena rushed over there and pulled the lid to the barrel and placed it firmly on the top.

Twilight started panicking once she felt the slam on her muzzle, forcing her down into the barrel with no air pockets. She started pounding on the top to try forcing it off, as well as trying to use her magic, but to no avail. Her lungs felt heated from disuse, and she tried pounding on the planks to try and loosen or break them, but was unsuccessful.

Things started going from bad to worse as a sharp knife poked through the wooden barrier right in front of Twilight’s, narrowly missing hitting her by the skin of her teeth. Then more and more knives and various other sharp, pointy things started poking their way into Twilight’s barrel. Like the first one, she just narrowly avoided them all, shrieking in her closed mouth, desperate for a breath of air.

Then, like a miracle, she was granted her wish. The water had started spilling out of the barrel through the new, various holes that Pinkie had made.

Finally taking her sweet breath, Twilight dared to open her eyes to examine herself, and was happy to find that she was untouched. She smiled, holding in her sigh of relief so Pinkie Pie would think that the deed was done.

But unbeknownst to Twilight, Pinkamena already had a plan for the brainy purple unicorn.

Dragging the barrel out towards the entrance of the door, she side kicked it, getting a yelp of both pain and surprise from the mare hiding inside.

With a sadistic smirk on her face, Pinkamena turned around and bucked the barrel as hard as she could, sending the knife coated barrel rolling as fast as it could down a bumpy hill.

Screams could be heard as the barrel kept on rolling, and rolling, eventually slamming into a tree; making the barrel explode in a mess of blood, guts and splinters that was once known as Twilight.

Meanwhile back inside, Fluttershy was still bloated, trying to scream for help through her swollen mouth. Her vision had become so blurred with the swell of her cheeks, she didn’t even know of the horror’s going all around her.

Spike on the other hoof was oblivious to all that had happened around him, still trying to find his target on the poster. And after retracing his steps, multiple times, did he feel that he finally got it, unfortunately, Fluttershy just happened to be in his way.

Fluttershy still tried screaming through her swelled lips, not getting any response from the purple, blind dragon in front of her. She wasn’t even aware that he was coming at her with a very sharp pin that was aimed directly at her eye.

BOOM

The impact had caused Fluttershy to explode like a popped balloon, and since Spike was so close to her when she exploded, he got hit pretty hard by her bones and such, impaling him instantly, as well as sending the pin right through his head, which killed him quite quickly.

“H-h-huh?” Pinkie Pie said, shaking her head at the loud sound of the strange boom she heard. Her mane had returned to its usual poofy manner , her eyes had turned blue once more, and even her teeth had returned to normal. But she was super confused on what just happened. The last thing she remembered was that she was cutting cake in the main room. How did she end up in the kitchen, and why was she so thirsty?

She shrugged all those questions off as her having another black out again, and immediately forgot her worries when she found a bright red drink in the blender with a weirdly shaped stirrer.

Her eyes went wide and she grabbed the drink quickly, licking her lips thinking that it could be a homemade cheery flavored brain freezy. She pulled the stirrer out and briefly noticed how it sort of looked like a little filly unicorn’s horn.

She took a big sip, instantly letting out a yummy sound when she discovered that though it was red, the strange drink tasted like peanut butter! It was like a peanut butter smoothie, but there was another flavor that stood out even more so that Pinkie Pie just couldn’t place that made the drink taste even better!

But then she started feeling itchy all over for some reason, and discovered purple botches on her fur here and there and everywhere!

“Oh no!” Pinkie Pie said out loud remembering the obvious fact she forgot to overlook as soon as she felt her lips swell up like balloons.

‘I’m allergic to peanuts!’ She thought to herself, as she bloated up three times her size struggling to find someone to help her.

Author's Note

Wasn't that all just HORRID! xD

Leave what you think down below in the comments, but please leave the hate mail to a minimum.
Roles:
Fluttershy=Flaky. (Both are terrified of everything, but are still very nice and social characters.)
Pinkie Pie=Flippy (More for the reason of Pinkamen=Fliqpy... I mean come on... did NO ONE make this connection?)
Shining Armor=Cuddles. (Mostly because of Cuddles relationship with Giggles, and Shining Armor's with Cadence.)
Twilight=Sniffles. (Was going to make her Petunia because of both of their OCD-ness, but realized that Twilight is smarter than that.)
Sweetie Belle=Mime. (Only for the color patterns.)
Spike=Mole. (Both are purple, as well as future reasons.)
Miss Cheerilee=Toothy. (Again color scheme thing, plus I know VERY little about both of these characters.)