After Death

by Rainbow Factory Dash

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Dark
Length: 7406

Will Rainbow Dash's final wish ever be granted?

After the events of Cupcakes (by SergeantSprinkles), everypony in Ponyville and beyond are devastated when they found out that the reason that their family and friends went missing is because they were brutally murdered by a well known pony named Pinkie Pie, or as everypony now calls her, Pinkamena.
One of the her many victims was Rainbow Dash, whom everypony in Ponyville was mourning for, as well as other loved ones. But in Equestria, the dead never truly rest in peace until their final wish is granted, may it be a secret or written in a will.
But ponies like Rainbow Dash never wrote a will, due to being killed instead of passing away peacefully.
But what was Rainbow Dash's final thought, her final wish?
Will Rainbow Dash rest in peace without ever having her final wish granted?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-13 00:21:04 UTC

The Asylum

Pinkie Pie officially hated it. She hated being wrapped up in the tight straight jacket that she was forced to wear. She could hardly move

She didn't particularly love the room that she was assigned to live in, either. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all made of the same soft, white, almost sponge like material. And there was only one door, which was the same as everything else in the room. It had two hatches on the top and on the bottom that could only be opened from the outside. The top was for somepony to talk to her, and the bottom was so her food could be passed to her. Even her bed was like that! The back board, legs, and the frame were white plastic, so it was firm and soft at the same time.

At least she could talk...

"Hello?" she called softly, dragging herself to the door so she could be heard. "Anypony out there?"

Silence.

But then, was that hoof steps she heard?

"What is it, Ms. Pie?" answered a nurse, sliding open the top hatch in the door.

Pinkie smiled when she saw the nurse unicorn. Nurse Jackie was her personal favorite pony who worked in the asylum. She had been assigned to aid to Pinkie Pie for a reason. Her best friend had done what Pinkie had done (aside from the whole cupcakes thing), and had shared everything from who she killed, what she did to them, and her feelings. She understood her best friend and didn't tell anypony. She could relate to Pinkie, in a way. And she was super nice to her, seeing as though she understood her completely. She had shared all of this with Pinkie Pie after only a couple days of working with her.

"Hi, Nurse Jackie!" Pinkie said brightly. "I was just wondering if I could please have a glass of water?" She was especially polite with this particular nurse.

"Of course you can, Pinkie." Nurse Jackie replied. She was the only pony in the whole asylum who didn't call her Pinkamena. Only her friends got to call her Pinkie Pie. This said a lot, and the manager of the asylum permanently assigned Nurse Jackie to work with Pinkie after hearing about this.

Nurse Jackie shut the hatch and hurried down the hall to the kitchen. She returned a moment later with a glass of water. She opened the bottom hatch and slid the drink underneath.

Pinkie Pie gingerly gulped down half of the glass, deciding to save the rest for later. "Thanks so much, Nurse Jackie."

"Your quite welcome, Pinkie Pie." Nurse Jackie said with a smile " You don't have to call me Nurse Jackie. You may call me Jackie, if you'd like, since we're friends."

Pinkie Pie smiled back at her. "Ok, Jackie. Do you have time to talk today? If you don't that's fine though."

Jackie talked to Pinkie Pie personally in her cell daily, and they usually talked about what Pinkie Pie has done in the past. Jackie told her that she didn't have to if she wasn't comfortable in doing so, but she also said that it would probably help her take some of it off her chest.

"I'll check if I have time or not." Jackie pulled small planner out of her saddle bag. She flipped through it and stopped at a page about in the middle. She glanced at the clock across the hall, then back at the planner levitating in the air in front of her. She nodded then tucked the planner back into her saddle bag. "Yep, I have time to talk. I have about half an hour today. I know it's less time than usual, but I have yard duty really soon. Sorry."

"It's fine." Pinkie said, although she felt a little disappointed. "I understand. Yard duty is way more important than talking to me."

"Boring yard duty hardly compares to talking to you." Jackie protested, walking, walking into the room, shutting the door, and locking it behind her with a set of keys that everyone that works in the asylum has. "Talking to you is my favorite part of the day." She added with a smile.

Pinkie Pie smiled back at her.

Jackie was a hard working unicorn. Outside the asylum, she worked in a mill, which was super hard work. Her hard working spirit reminded her of Applejack, which reminded her of her friends, which reminded her of... Rainbow Dash.

She suddenly felt the urge to burst into tears. Jackie saw the extra moisture in Pinkie's eyes, and hurried over to her. As soon as she got to Pinkie, she wrapped her hooves around the pink mare.

"It's ok," Jackie cooed softly, trying to calm down the earth pony. "Everything is going to be ok."

"Ok..." Pinkie Pie said quietly, politely squirming free from the hug. She shuffled over to her bed and sat down on it. She patted a spot on the bed beside her with her tail. "Ok, let's talk."

The Grave

When Pinkie Pie was caught, everything in her basement and other base in Canterlot was taken away, including any furniture, weapons, and remains that were found. Even Rainbow Dash. They buried her sewn body in the Ponyville cemetary.

***

Rainbow Dash's sewn eyes suddenly popped open. She blinked several times, trying to figure out what was happening. After her eyes adjusted to the darkness that enveloped her, she reached out with both front hooves to feel her surroundings. Both hooves felt bare wood.

She couldn't remember anything. She squeezed her eyes shut, thinking. She forced herself to remember something, anything. She remembered going to Sugarcube Corner to meet up with Pinkie Pie. She remembered taking a bite out of a cupcake, and then falling asleep. Then...

Rainbow Dash now remembered everything. Every gruesome detail. All the pain. How she had begged for mercy, and how Pinkie Pie had smiled and laughed at her pain and misery. She immediately realized what was going on.

She was in her grave. She was dead.

She remembered the last thing she felt. The feeling of being skinned alive. She gasped and felt her neck. Was that... stitches? Had Pinkie stitched her back together after skinning her? She felt her hooves, her stomach, her back She felt stitches.

I'm... alive? She thought, confused. I'm... I'm living the afterlife! I can make it out of here!

"Somepony!" She yelled through her coffin and the yard or two of dirt that covered her. "Anypony! Help me out of here! I'm alive! Please, help me!"

Silence. Cold, dead silence.

She realized that there was only one way to get out of here. She would have to dig her way out. She began punching and kicking at the top of her coffin. After a few blows, she drove one of her hooves through the wood. She ripped the whole open bigger. When it was big enough, she began digging.

Soon, she thought to herself, determined to make it out. She started digging faster, eager to get out. Soon, I'll be out of here. Soon... my final wish will be granted.

The Dead Rising

Rainbow Dash dug, and dug, and dug, until she felt her hooves break through the top layer of dirt and the cool night air.

She dug faster until her whole body was out in the cool night air. She was about to fly straight to where she was planning on going, but immediately stopped. Everypony thinks I'm dead, she thought. If anypony sees me, they will probobly tell the police that I'm alive. Who knows what kinds of tests they would put me through! I'd never get to do what I came back for!

She sighed, then covered her tracks. She quickly flew to Sweet Apple Acres and dug up some dirt and mud and put them in a bucket she found lying around. She flew back to her grave, then packed in the mud so the dirt wouldn't fall to the bottom, and then put the dirt on top. That should do it.

She flew up to her house in the sky at a very swift pace. She thought about going to sleep so she would have energy for what she planned to do, but realized something. She had been dead for a couple months now, and had been in the so called "ever-lasting" sleep for all that time. So she decided against getting some rest. Rainbow Dash wouldn't have to worry about anything that live ponies had to deal with. Things like eating, drinking, sleeping, etc.. Then she realized something bizarre about her current state. She didn't even have to breath.

She tried to inhale, but was startled and a bit unnerved to find that she couldn't she darted upstairs and sat on her bed, trying to think about why she couldn't breath. She thought long and hard for a couple of minutes, then it hit her with a bitter tone. Pinkie Pie had just taken out all of her internal organs... including her lungs. She felt a wave of anger and betrayal rush through her. Pinkie Pie had been one of her closest friends, and she had taken her life. She had ended her life at such a young age.

Rainbow Dash felt dangerously close to tears as she remembered the good times she had had with her good friend Pinkie Pie. But then she remembered the excruciating pain she had put her through, and the tears of sadness and remorse were replaced with tears of rage and hatred, which she fought back.

She scowled to herself as she got up from her bed and found her saddle bag in her closet. She trotted downstairs to her kitchen. She was going to need her best knives for this. She grabbed her biggest butcher knife and her sharpest scalpel. She sharpened the big butcher knife and the other couple knives that she was going to use.

She strapped the saddle bad onto her back and went back upstairs to her bedroom. She walked to her dresser and opened the top right drawer. The two top drawers of her dresser had a secret compartment that could only be opened with two different keys (each lock had it's own key). They were both on a key ring, along with her other keys. She carried that key ring with her at all times, hiding it safely in a small spot between her feathers and skin on her left wing. She opened her stitched wings and reached for the usual spot where her keys were, but all her hoof felt was feathers. She flinched. ... Where are my keys...? Rainbow Dash sat down her bed, thinking. She thought back to the last time she had her keys. She could remember the feeling of cool metal between her feathers and skin. She thought, and thought, and thought.

Until suddenly, it came to her. The last time she had her keys, she had just arrived at Sugar Cube Corner to meet Pinkie to bake some cupcakes... Rainbow Dash could remember that Pinkie Pie had cut off her wings, while her keys were still hidden inside her left wing. And if she had her wings on now, but her keys weren't with her, then...

Oh, no, Dash thought warily. Pinkie must have found her keys while stitching her back together. But what could she have done with them? Dash wondered. Surely she would be curious and keep them, but where would she hide them? Maybe in her basement? Or her bedroom? I'll have to check. She stood up and went downstairs. She started out the door, but a glint of light caught her eye. She stopped and blinked. She traced the glint of light back to it's source; the window. She trotted over to the window and looked outside.

Dawn.

She frowned and sat back on her haunches. There was no way she could check now, not when ponies who got up real early to work like the Apple family could see her on her way to Sugar Cube Corner to obtain her keys. She would have to wait for the night to come. She sighed gloomily. She would have to wait inside her house all day long for night to come so she could go get her keys.

Until then, she would have to keep herself busy.

Spirits

Rainbow Dash was bored all day long. All she could do was whatever the interior of her house provided, which to say wasn't much, seeing as though she would usually be outside practicing her flying or tricks. She was doing that the day it all happened.

She sighed. The last time she was even close to being this bored was when she was at the hospital for a couple of days for a sprained wing.

She had absolutely nothing to do. She couldn't even get everything she needed since it was still day time. She just sat around, sharpening and polishing the knives that she had picked out. This is the bordest she had ever been in her entire life, which, sadly, hadn't exceeded to it's full length.

She suddenly remembered something. She is a spirit, after all... in a way. Surely spirits like me have powers... she thought, an idea popping into her mind. She had been wondering what Pinkie had done after she was dead. Well, soon I can stop wondering.

She tried to remember the time she had went to Sugarcube Corner. It was about... one o'clock. She remembered the breif moment spent talking to Pinkie Pie when she had first arrived. And that Pinkie had mentioned something about her lasting fifty minutes... She stopped. She realized that she already knew what Pinkie had done that day after she had ended her life. She stitched me back up... she thought. Did she really care? Did she really want me to still be with her? She felt nothing. She felt no pity, or sadness, or remorse. She felt nothing. She had no heart, and she could thank the pyschotic muderer for that.

Hmmm... well, maybe I should check to see what she did after. And at the thought, when she blinked, she was in the basement again. She scowled as she looked around. She saw everything that she had seen when she was here last. Then she heard a familiar voice and her ears pricked up. She whirled around and came face to face with the infamous Pinkamena. Pinkamena was staring right at her. Rainbow Dash held her ground and stared back with a cold glare.

"Hi Rarity! Looks like your finally awake!" the pink mare said suddenly, surprising Rainbow Dash greatly as Pinkie walked right through her. She turned towards Pinkamena and slowly followed her. She looked into the whole Pinkamena was also staring into, and gasped.

"Rarity!!" Rainbow Dash shouted, stunned. She had been surprised that Pinkie would kill one of her best friends, but two? I don't want to watch this, she thought. But... I saw her boutique was in perfect condition when I awoke from my grave... is Rarity still alive? Only one way to find out I guess. And with that she was on her way. She went forward in time a few days.

She was in a hospital room. All of her friends were there, except for Pinkie Pie and herself, obviously. She looked down at the bed her friends were all crowed around, and saw Rarity. Rainbow gave a small sigh of relief. Surely Rarity was tortured a bit before she was found. But Rainbow Dash was just glad that Rairty didn't have to go through what she had.

Dash was about to leave, but something else caught her attention.

"Girls, come quick!" Fluttershy burst in, half yelling and half whispering.

“Fluttershy! You were supposed to come here with us, weren’t ya?” Applejack asked irritatedly.

“Well, yes I was, but somepony stopped me on the way and told me to bring you this.” Fluttershy dropped a note in front of her friends and started reading:

Dear Friends:

Hi! Looks like we had lots of fun that time, didn’t we? Good thing you didn’t just kill me on the spot, because Apple Bloom was clueless on how to get out of that asylum you sent us to. But no hard feelings. Anyway, I think you’re just too good for me, Twilight. So I’ve decided to take a separate way, to separate ponies limb from limb. Hee hee hee!

Your friend, Pinkamena Diane Pie.

P.S. You’re welcome.

As if on cue, there came a knock at the door. “Room service!” a voice outside the door called out. Twilight cautiously approached the peephole.

“Twilight, no!” Applejack pleaded quietly.

Twilight peered through and saw that the pony outside holding a tray was not Pinkie. “Uh, hello? Anypony there?” he asked again. Twilight let him through. As he entered, he felt an array of stares fixated on him. “S-somepony se-sent these up here. I don’t know who though.”

“If you ever get that figured out, give us a call.” Applejack said.

“What’s on the tray?” Spike asked after the pony had left. Twilight slowly picked up the cover. Everypony was expecting the worst, but all that was on the plate was a single blue cupcake.

* * *

Rainbow Dash stared gaping at the cupcake. Surely this was hers. She heard quiet sobbing and turned around to see that it was Fluttershy. She ever so wished she could comfort her sensitive friend. Dash growled. This is what she took from me. Not just my life, but my friends. She didn't only hurt me, Rarity, Gilda and her other victims. She hurt my friends. She won't get away with this.

I won't let her.

Giggle at the Ghosties

Pinkie Pie had just unboarded the train from Canterlot to Ponyville. She was now walking back to SugarCube Corner. Surely her bedroom was still there... right? She really hoped the Cakes hadn't taken away her bedroom. If they had, she would either have to move in somewhere else... or go back to the rock farm she worked on as a filly. Which also meant going back to the place her schizophrenia had started, the place where her favorite sister Ariel had died, and the place where her abusive father lives. She came to tears just at the thought of going back to that wretched place, the place where all her problems started. She blinked away tears as she walked along the border of the Everfree Forest, humming the tune she had used to help aid in the defeat of Nightmare Moon, Giggle at the Ghosties. That hum turned into a full out song as she hopped her way to Ponyville.

As she was about to turn onto the dirt path that led straight to Ponyville, she heard giggling. Very familliar giggling. She stopped bouncing and singing and followed the rather shrill, high-pitched voices. Those voices led her straight to the Cutie Mark Crusaders, or the CMC for short. She smiled and approached them.

"Hi!" She said in her own high pitched voice.

The CMC froze when they heard her voice. They all turned slowly around, in almost perfect unison.

Applebloom gasped upon seeing Pinkie Pie. "Ya... ya're out of that asylum?" She said, dumbfounded.

Pinkie nodded cheerfully.

Before Applebloom could respond to this, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle exchanged looks of anguish and screamed extremely loudly as they looked back at Pinkie Pie. They both bolted for Ponyville, still screaming.

Pinkie Pie tilted her head. "What's that all about?" she asked Applebloom as she stared after the other two CMC members as they ran towards town screaming their heads off.

Applebloom fidgited uncomfortably a bit. "Well, ya kinda killed Rainbow and nearly killed Rarity. Can ya really blame 'em for reactin' like that?"

Pinkie hung her head in quiet sorrow. "No, I guess I can't. I feel terrible about it all, espicially after realizing how much pain I put everypony through. Espicially Dashie..."

Applebloom nodded knowingly. "Ah know, ah feel terrible too. But we both still deserve all the hate we receive."

"Yea, I know." Pinkie said. "Well I better be off, then. Bye, Applebloom, nice seeing you! Stop by sometime and we can bake cupca-" She stopped realizing what she was saying. She clutched her mane. "UGGGGGGGGGH!" She yelled and rain off towards SugarCube Corner, trying desperately to escape the dark voices in her head.

As she rain through the streets of Ponyville, she tried her best to ignore the other ponies. Ponies everywhere were staring at her, pointing and whispering, yelling mean things to her like death threats and somepony even said they wanted to do to her what she had done to others.

"YOU KILLED MY SISTER, YOU MONSTER!!" a filly on the side of the street shouted at her, every word uttered dripping with scornful venom.

The sun was just starting to dip below the mountains.

She rushed through the front door of SugerCube Corner.

"Hello, welcome to SugarCube Corner." Mrs. Cakes said, facing away from the door. "How may I help yo-" she stopped and froze when she turned around and saw the pink mare. "P-Pinkie! I-I-I..." she stopped and started again. "W-what are you d-doing here?" she just couldn't seem to break free of her terrible stutter.

"Sweetie, is something wrong?" Mr. Cakes said walking in. He froze in the doorway to the kitchen as his eyes landed on Pinkie Pie.

She hung her head. "I'm guessing that you to hate me too, don't you..." she said sadly.

They both stared at her in silence.

This went on for a few moments, an occasional tear falling onto the floor here and their.

Until Mrs. Cake broke the silence.

"Ahem. Pinkie Pie? What exactly are you h-here for?" She asked, dreading the worst.

"I... I wanted to see if I still have a home..." Pinkie Pie said, also dreading the worst.

The Cakes exchanged glances. Then Mr. Cake pointed to the stairs. " As much as you have done in the past, we just couldn't bring ourselves to take away your room. As much torture and pain that you have caused, we know that it wasn't all your fault, and that if we kicked you out, you would have to go back to the place that started it all."

Pinkie Pie looked up at them, surprised. "You really mean it?! You mean you didn't kick me out!?"

"No, we didn't. " Mrs. Cake replied.

Pinkie Pie rushed up to them and pulled them both into a tight hug, making them both tense up immediately. Noticing this, she let them go. "Well, I better be off to bed. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!! " Pinkie said,excitedly.

They both said your welcome and whispered to each other as she trotted up the stairs. She noticed this and sighed a little as she walked into her room. She looked around, happy to be back. She walked around her room, feeling everything, reliving past memories as she did so.

She stopped at her mirror. Most of the lights on it were burnt out, but a couple remained lit. She frowned at the mirror. She had talked to herself while gazing into at after she had sewn Rainbow Dash's corpse back together. At the thought at this, something snapped inside her. She screamed and smashed the mirror with her two front hooves.

Both Cakes ran into the room to find Pinkie Pie on the ground, surrounded in broken glass. She was lying down on the ground, gently brushing her tail. She was muttering to herself, seemingly insane, as she cried and sobbed quietly on the floor. Every now and again, the Cakes could make out some of the words she was mumbling as they stood there in quiet shock. She was muttering her favorite song.

Giggle at the Ghosties.

A Trip to the Bakery

Rainbow Dash sat in her room, bored. She stared at the clock and watched every second slip by, agonizingly slow. She groaned and stuffed her face under her pillow. Suddenly the clock rang, and she sat straight up in her bed. Her face whirled to face the clock across the room, and saw that it was nine o'clock. She slid out of her comfortable cloud bed and trotted towards one of the two windows in her room. She placed both front hooves on the window pane and peered out, trying to part the curtains as little as possible. She saw that the moon was in the sky.

She smiled. "It's time to go get my keys!" she said eagerly.

She grabbed two knives from her saddle bags in case she encountered any difficulties. She darted down the stairs and out her front door.

***

She flew quickly and quietly towards the place her murder took place, SugarCube Corner. Once it was in her line of vision, she slowly angled herself down towards it. She landed on the cloud she always used to take naps on that hung just above Ponyville's bakery.

She jumped off her cloud and opened her wings as she was about to hit the ground and gently lowered herself into a small ally way beside SugarCube Corner and hid in the shadows, looking for a good place to break in without drawing attention to her. After a few moments, she found a window rather close to the basement stairs. She gently creaked the window open and slipped inside, shutting it behind her so nothing looked disturbed.

Rainbow Dash quietly walked towards the staircase that led to the basement. She frowned at the staircase as she walked close, revealing the dark abyss that layed beyond it. Rainbow took a deep breath and trotted down into the basement.

At first, she couldn't see a thing, and she was walking down the stairs blindly. But after a few seconds of this, she could see everything perfectly clearly. Hmm... it must be due to the fact I was underground a pitch dark coffin for a year or so, she thought.

Once she was on the landing at the end of the stairs, she began walking around the room. Some things were gone, of course, to find traces of DNA to help find out who she had killed. But everything else was as it had been, probably because no one wanted to come down here if they didn't have to.

She walked around the room slowly, eyeing everything. She spotted a chest in a back corner of Pinkie's room of horrors and approached it. Upon reaching it, she opened it, unhitching the latch. She held up the lid and peered inside. She saw some knives and nails and hammers and other tools of torture as she moved things around, searching for her keys, which she found no trace of in the chest.

She frowned, shutting the chest and putting the latch back in place. She glanced around the basement one last time before moving back up the stairs. Upon reaching the upper landing, she thought her keys might be in Pinkie's room. Pinkie's room, how delightful she thought bitterly and walked up the staircase that led to the apartment part of SugarCube Corner.

Rainbow Dash quietly opened the door, and it emeted a small creaking noise, making her stop. After a short moment she opened the door all the way and slipped inside. She was about to look through her dresser drawers when she heard a soft movement like blankets churning behind her made her freeze.

There's somepony in here? Dash thought, a startled a bit. But, who is it? She slowly turned to see Pinkie Pie, fast asleep in her bed. Oh my Celestia! She's here!? They must have let her out of that asylum. Well, I won't let her stop me from getting back my keys if she does wake up.

Rainbow Dash quietly slid open all the drawers in the first row of the dresser and found nothing but accessories and party supplies. Same with the second row. And the third.

But when Dash checked the fourth row of drawers, sitting in the second drawer in the row, was her key ring. She smiled. She picked up her keys and shut the drawer. But when she did so, her keys jingled.

Rainbow froze when she heard Pinkie groan a little as she woke up. She rubbed her eyes groggily as she sat up in her bed. But when she brought her hooves down and away from her face, she saw nothing and nopony in her room.

Although she was sure she had seen a familiar faded rainbow streak zooming out her now open window.

The Key

Rainbow Dash darted home as quickly as possible. Her mind was racing. Did she see me? I hope she didn't see me. If she saw me it could ruin everything! She thought as she flew up to her house in the clouds. She fumbled with her keyring, trying to find the proper key in the dark. After a few failed attempts of trying to unlock her front door with multiple wrong keys, she tried the right key. Dash swung open the door, removed the key from the keyhole and turned and locked the door behind her. Dash rocketed up the steps to her bedroom, and more importantly, her dresser.

Having just found the key that would open the secrect compartment in one of her dresser drawers, she was thinking about how excited she was. She couldn't feel most emotions unless they were very strong, since she didn't have a heart anymore. She hurridly opened the drawer and whipped the right key out of hiding behind her other keys. She always knew which one it was; when the two keys were being made, she had asked for one to be dyed bright cyan like her coat, and the other be dyed a magnificent shade of magenta like her eyes, so she could always tell the two keys from the others.

She smiled as she stuck the key in the key hole and turned it to the right. Suddenly, the key stopped moving.

Rainbow Dash frowned. "What the hay?" She said to herself. She tried to turn the key back into it's upright position, but to no avail. "Come on... just a little more force and maybe... GAAH!" Dash stumbled back a few steps as the key suddenly snapped in half in her hooves. "Oh no no no no NO!" She righted herself and rushed towards her dresser, placing both fore hooves on the edges on the open drawer as she reached it.

"Oh buck..." Rainbow Dash cursed under her breath. She tried to turn the part of the key that was still stuck in the keyhole. She fidgited with it. After many failed attempts to get the key unstuck, it moved. Just the tinyest bit, but it moved. Noticing this, the cyan pegasus fidgited with it some more, watching as half of the key became looser and looser, until it finally came out all the way.

Dash sighed with relief. She snuch a peek at the clock, and took notice that it was quarter of midnight. She turned back to the two bits of the broken key before her. She tossed the upper half over her shoulder, as it would be of no further use to her. She began to focus on the task at hand. Rainbow Dash stuck the key back in the keyhole, but this time she turned it to the left, then back to the right, then to the left again. Having very sharp senses, she heard the familiar soft click of the locks unlocking. She pulled out the key and layed atop her dresser. Rainbow Dash gently tugged on the wooden handle of the secrect compartment, and it opened. She smiled.

As she gazed into the compartment that no one but herself knew about, her smiled getting wider by the second. After a few moments of thoughtful staring, her smile looked sinister and evil, with a dash of insanity. Dash reached into the secret compartment with both of her hooves.

She pulled out two CZ 75 SP-01 pistols.

Feeling Pinkie Keen

Pinkie Pie sat upright in her bed, staring off into space. She couldn't have seen who she thought she did. Could she? No, that's absurd. It's impossible.. even for her, Pinkie thought. She pushed the blankets off of her, and slid out of her bed groggily. She trotted downstairs to the kitchen and started rummaging around the cabinets and fridge for something to satisfy her hunger. After a moments search, she found her prize, Super Sugary Sugar Flakes, her favorite cereal. Just the sight of one of her favorite foods was enough to make a huge smile break across her face. It caused a sensation that she hadn't truly felt in a while; happiness. The feeling made her smile widen even more. She just stood there in the kitchen, smiling like a lunatic.

She broke free of her trance after a few moments, and got out a bowl and a spoon. Pinkie opened the box of Super Sugary Sugar Flakes and poured a heaping helping into her bowl. "Hmmmm... this needs something..." the cheery mare thought out loud, tapping her chin with her hoof. "Oh oh oh oh! I know!" the pink mare opened a cabinet and twenty or more bags of sugar came tumbling down onto her. She poked her upper body out, holding a bag of sugar in each fore hoof. "MORE SUGAR!"

The ecstatic pink mare bounced over to the counter where her bowl of cereal was. She opened one of the two bags of sugar she was holding and dumped the whole bag into the bowl. She opened the other bag and dumped its entire contents in as well. "Now that's PERFECT!" Pinkie Pie said brightly. She opened a drawer close to the sink and grabbed a spoon. She kicked the drawer closed with her back hoof. She held the spoon in her right hoof and began scooping her cereal onto it and shoving it into her mouth, although all she really got was pile upon pile of sugar.

Mr. Cake walked in and saw Pinkie Pie and her overflowing bowl of sugar. He chuckled. "You always had the same thing for breakfast. It was your favorite thing to eat in the morning, Pinkie."

Pinkie Pie looked up from her cereal. "Yea I know!" she said. "CanyoubelieveIhadtogowithoutthisforlikeEVER?" the pink mare said quickly, the words jumbling over each other.

Mr. Cake blinked, trying to process what the ecstatic pink mare just said. "Well, that must have been tough. At least you can have it every morning now." he added with a smile. "Good to see that you're acting like yourself again."

Pinkie Pie stuffed a spoon full of cereal in her mouth. "I know right?" She said, her words somehow filtering perfectly through the cereal in her mouth.

Mr. Cake chuckled. "Well, it's just about time to open up shop." He said, looking at the clock hanging on the wall above the doorway that led to the front room of the sweets shop.

Pinkie Pie smiled brightly. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!! Can I please please PLEEEAAASE help?!"

"I don't know, Pinkie..."

"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE?" Pinkie said, suddenly kneeling before him, making big puppy-dog eyes in his face pleadingly. When he shook his head, she responded with "I pinkie-promise that I'll be extra EXTRA good!" She did the motions as she recited her special unbreakable promise. "Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupca-" Pinkie Pie froze. She shook herself, refusing to let the tears win and pour out of her eyes. A picture of the hurt look on Dashie's face flashed in her mind. I'll... I'll need to change that... She thought for a moment. Maybe to muffin? "- stick a MUFFIN in my eye." She finished.

She noticed that Mr. Cake's eyes had gone wide when she slipped on her words. "Erm... I don't think that's a good idea, Pinkie..."

Pinkie Pie had snapped back into her usual self. "Why not?" She said, pouting a bit.

"We both know why..."

The pink mare didn't need to stop and think about what he meant. "... Oh..."

"I'm sorry Pinkie Pie, it just wouldn't be a good thing for the business. Everypony would leave if they saw you here. Especially since everything happened on this residence..." Mr. Cake said.

"No no, i-it's ok. I had just kinda sorta hoped that I could get back to what I love love LOVED to do... but it's ok, never mind. I'll just, uhhh... go upstairs and read or something to pass the time."

"Ok," Mr. Cake began. When Pinkie Pie started to walk towards the stairs, he stopped her. "Wait, Pinkie."

She turned to face him just as she reached the foot of the staircase. "Yea?"

"Just because you can't go out there into the public dining area doesn't mean you can't help us bake the treats." He said with a smile.

Pinkie Pie's eyes brightened. "Really!?"

"Yes really. Now go wake up Mrs. Cake so we can get the day started, ok?"

"Okie dokie lokie!!" Pinkie Pie jumped up the stairs. She bounced down the hallway to Mr. and Mrs. Cake's room was. Pinkie stopped bouncing and tip-hoofed her way past the twins' room, and resumed bouncing after she had passed. Pinkie Pie reached their room and opened the door slowly, and it made a creaking sound as it opened. She stopped the door, not wanting the twins to hear it, seeing as though the two bedrooms were right next to each other. Pinkie Pie produced a random can of oil from the depths of her mane and quickly and quietly oiled the door's hinges. She slid the oil can back into her mane, and fully opened the bedroom door. Pinkie trotted into the room and towards the Cake's bed. She shook Mrs. Cake until she woke up. "Morning, Mrs. Cake!" Pinkie said brightly to the tired mare.

Mrs. Cake yawned and rubbed her eyes. She blinked a couple times and looked up at Pinkie Pie. "Oh, hello Pinkie! Is it time to open up shop?"

"Yes in deedy doodle!" The pink mare said happily.

"Ok." Mrs. Cake replied, rubbing her eyes and blinking some more. Mrs. Cake pushed the covers off of her and slid out of the bed. "Let's go."

"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie Pie said and led the way out of the bedroom. Mrs. Cake shut the door behind them, and trotted behind Pinkie as she bounced and tip-hoofed down the hall and down the staircase.

They both walked out into the dining area - well, Mrs. Cake walked, Pinkie Pie was still hopping around with glee like her usual self. Mr. Cake was in the room already, having just washed the dishes that had been in the sink prior to that moment. "Alrighty then, everypony ready for the day to begin?" He asked the two mares.

"Yes in deedy doodle!" Pinkie Pie said, full of excitement as Mrs. Cake nodded next to her.

Mr. Cake grinned at Pinkie Pie. "That's what's been missing from this town."

"What do you mean?" Pinkie asked.

"The excitement and joy you always brought wherever you went." Mr. Cake's grin grew into a smile as he turned the sign on the front door from 'CLOSED' to 'OPEN.'

Introduction

"The blade sunk into the blue one's throat and worked its way up her chin. Coming back down, it circled around her neck. The last thing Dash felt was the skin being cut away from her skull, the metal scraping her teeth.

"Then she was gone."

What Pinkie put Rainbow Dash through is probably the definition of excrutiating pain. She ripped off her wings, carved off her cutie mark on both sides of her flank, hammered nails through each of her hooves then electrified her, ripped out her guts and organs, then finally began skinning her alive.

Pinkie Pie didn't just hurt her victims, but also the friends and family of her victims. She has hurt everypony throughout the whole of Equestria. She especially hurt the remaining five spirits of the Elements of Harmony; nearly the four remaining spirits, as Pinkie had been close to killing Rarity after days of starving her when Twilight Sparkle and some royal guards sent by Princess Celestia caught her at a house in Canterlot.

She is the worst villain Equestria has yet to face. Even worse than Nightmare Moon, Discord, Queen Chrysalis, and King Sombra put together. They may have done horrible things to the enhabbitents of Equestria, but they never killed anypony, let alone hundreds.

Many ponies want Pinkie Pie to endure a long, painful exacution for what she has done. But instead of sentencing her to death, Princess Celestia orders that she be put in a straight jacket so she can't harm anypony. This is because Equestria has already lost one of the Elements of Harmony, the Element of Loyalty. She doesn't want to risk losing anymore Elements, seeing as though Equestria's greatest means of defense has already weakened enough.

Celestia has ordered that Pinkie Pie be put into an asylum, and she advises to let Pinkie have limited interaction with any other ponies in the asylum, just to be safe.

Release Day

Pinkie Pie couldn't help but let out her excitement and glee as the straight jacket she had been kooped up in for nearly her entire stay in the assylum was finally taken off of her.

She hopped up and down for the first time in what felt like forever, squeeling happily. "Wheeeeeeeee!" she cried out, her entire body feeling warm.

Nurse Jackie chuckled. "Well Pinkie Pie, todays the day. You finally get to go back to Ponyville!" she said, her smile wavering a bit.

Pinkie Pie stopped hopping, hugged Nurse Jackie, and starting hopping again with her caring nurse still in her grasp. "Oooooooooh! I'm gonna miss you SO SO SOOO much Jackie!!" she said in a sad tone, not matching her nature. "I think I'm gonna cry!" she said and started sobbing softly, as she slowly stopped bouncing.

Nurse Jackie held her in a warm, welcoming hug. "Shhhhh... it's gonna be ok, Pinkie." she cooed softly into the pink mares ear. "Your gonna get to go home and see your frie-" she stopped ubruptly.

The pink maned pony looked up into Nurse Jackies emerald green eyes with her own saphire blue ones. "I know, you don't have to say it. They probably all hate me..."

Nurse Jackie hugged her again. "It's ok, you can make new friends."

Pinkie Pie looked at the floor while still wrapped in Nurse Jackie's fore hooves. "I know... but these girls were special to me. Espicially Dashie..." she began sobbing again, a little louder this time.

Nurse Jackie broke the hug and reached for a box of tissues sitting on her work bench cart behind her. She passed it to Pinkie, who took a tissue and gingerly blew her nose. "Thank you." She said bleakly to Jackie, her voice filled with tears.

The clock across the hall from Pinkie's cell rang. Nurse Jackie's ears pricked up. "Uh oh. I'm late for feeding Dark LIght! Well, I better go. Good bye, Pinkie. It was nice knowing you." She said with tears filling her voice. "Come visit me sometime, please, if you can." She hugged Pinkie for possibly the last time and then turned, envelloped her cart with her magic, and slowly trotted away from the pink mare, wiping tears from her eyes.

"I will! I promise you I will as soon as possible!" Pinkie cried, running after the mare with a yellow mane and encasing her in a huge bear hug. "I'm gonna miss you SOOO much, Jackie!" she sobbed into the white mare's shoulder. Nurse Jackie had been the only pony who understood her, the only pony she could open up to... and the only friend she had. Just the thought of this made her cry harder.

Jackie stopped moving, startled. She relaxed and hugged the now shaking mare and stroked her mane comfortingly. "Shh... shh... it's ok, Pinkie, we will see eachother again, I promise."

What they didn't know, is that some promises are impossible to keep.