Inside the Mind

Cinnamon continued to stare at Pinkie with his mouth hanging open. Pinkie gave a slight blush from his continuous stare and looked down to her feet. “Are you alright sir? Did you hit your head?” Pinkie said as she stood in place.

“Wha?” Cinnamon said as he looked around, he appeared to be standing in front of a gigantic mansion. “Where am I? What happened?” Cinnamon asked as he grabbed his head in pain.

“Well, you were walking in from your usually evening stroll when you slipped and hit you head.” Pinkie said as she walked up to him. “Are you alright?” She asked again.

“Why are you wearing a maid outfit? Where are we?” He asked diligently, completely ignoring her question.

She took a small step back in shock and struggled to find the words of what to say. “Uhh, this is your mansion, and I am your dining maid Pinkamena Diane Pie.” She said as she looked to her feet again.

Pinkamena? Why on earth is she using her full name, how did I even get here? Questions buzzed through his mind as he tried to look for any kind of solution, and then it hit him. This is a dream. It has to be, right? That’s the only logical explanation. And since this was a dream, Cinnamon knew he could just play along until he woke up! Cinnamon scratched his head as he tried to recover from his rambling questions.

“Umm, yes of course.” Cinnamon said as he took a step forward toward Pinkie. But then Pinkie did something quite unexpected, she flinched. It wasn’t a huge flinch, but she looked like he was about to hit her. Cinnamon’s heart broke as he realized he must be a jerk in this ‘dream world’ for her to flinch and him like that. He shook his head, trying to get these quite depressing thoughts out of his head. “You said that you were a dining maid, right?” Cinnamon asked as he walked forward and through the front doors of the mansion.

Pinkie gave a small nod. “Yes, the chef has made breakfast for you. Th-that’s why I went outside to get you.” She said with an unusually stiffness to her voice, like she knew something bad would happen if she messed up.

“I am kinda hungry!” Cinnamon said as he remembered that he hadn’t ate anything else today; I guess that hunger continued to this dream too. Pinkie and Cinnamon walked through an extremely large entrance room, and made a left through two double doors into a dining room. When they entered, the first thing Cinnamon saw was a huge table that took up most of the space of the room that was filled with massive plates of all kinds of food. Cinnamon turned to Pinkie. “Who else is eating with us?” Cinnamon asked.

Pinkie gave him a quizzical look. “I’m sorry sir, I don’t know what you mean?”

Cinnamon instantly realized that all of this food was for him. Cinnamon suddenly lost his appetite, and really wanted to wake up and get out of here. He then grabbed his arm and pinched his skin, but instead of waking back up at his bed, he just felt pain. Cinnamon’s heart sank as he realized that this wasn’t a dream, or at least it was an extremely realistic one.

“Umm, I changed my mind, I actually just want to get some sleep.” Cinnamon said with a nervous smile, he thought that if he fell back asleep, maybe he could get back to the world he knew. Pinkie’s eyes widened from surprise from his sudden change of appetite.

“Oh ummm, of course master.” Pinkie said as she nervously shuffled past Cinnamon. Pinkie led him down a hall way and up a set of stairs. The whole time, Cinnamon noticed that Pinkie looked extremely tense, and what was with the black highlights in her hair. “Hey Pinkie.” Cinnamon said as they continued up the stairs.

“Yes?” She nervously replied.

“Why do you have black highlights?” Cinnamon asked. Pinkie immediately stopped and Cinnamon instantly regretted asking the question. She slowly turned around to face Cinnamon.

“Don’t you remember Master…” Pinkie said tensely. “You ordered I have them implanted when I was your…” She trailed off and swallowed nervously. “Sex slave…” Pinkie stopped and Cinnamon’s heart sank. She then quickly spun around to hide the gentle tears trickling down her face. “But then you appointed me to dining, so now they’re kind of redundant now.” She then started walking again with a much more brisk pace. Cinnamon followed until she led him to a room, she opened the door and walked off without another word.

Cinnamon entered the room and his jaw dropped from the sheer size of it. There was a giant bed in the center with a huge television mounted on the wall. Cinnamon closed the door and walked up to the bed. He sat down and gave a sigh of exhaustion, he just wanted to get back. Cinnamon stood up and walked over to the window, and again he was amazed by the size of this place. The courtyard was huge, it had three enormous fountains and a gigantic garden.

Cinnamon then saw someone at the front of the garden, holding what appeared to be a gun! He then gave a small gasp as he realized that it was Fluttershy. He then noticed how still she was standing, she must be guarding the garden, but from what? There was then a small rustling in a bush in the garden; Cinnamon gave a small ‘awww’ as he realized that it was a tiny baby bunny. But then Fluttershy did something he would never expect, she lowered the gun and pointed it at the baby bunny. The animal froze and Cinnamon’s heart sank as she pulled the trigger, issuing a loud bang and the bunny fell to the ground. Cinnamon saw Fluttershy drop the gun as her hands were shaking violently and she collapsed to the ground and buried her head in her hands with terror.

Cinnamon took a step back and fell to the ground in horror as tears started to stream down his face. “What kind of fucked up world is this!”