The Murderer Next Door

    She's a party pony. A nice mare, honestly. Element of Laughter. My mother says to marry a Pegasus. But, that pink pony tells me "You can love anyone, as long as they love you back." I'm in love with Soarin, that Wonderbolt pegasus that I only meet at rare occasions. The competition, The Grand Galloping Gala, and the tryouts to get in The Equestria Games at Rainbow Falls. And you know what, Pinkie Pie was there for all three occasions.

  I couldn't disagree on saying that she is one of the best mares around. That Element Of Laughter.

  Pinkie Pie did have rough table-manners, considering she ate rocks when she was a little filly. Maud taught her to eat slowly, but Pinkie never listened. She's purple in a yellow crowd. Well - pink in a yellow crowd.

  Pinkie has been off lately. But, I don't know what her land-lord Bon Bon tells her. Pinkie Pie only gets so much bits for work. And, the rent is pretty high. Me and Pinkie meet at Sugar Cube Corner every Saturday, too make sure we keep bonding.

  Oh! By the way, i'm Rainbow Dash. Element of Loyalty. Good friend of Princess Twilight Sparkle, one of The Mane 6.

So i'm on my way to Sugar Cube Corner, and i'm early. Pinkie sat there, depressed at our usual table. Her mane was flat, and her cheek rested on the wooden table. No cupcakes were waiting. She just sat there. I flew over, and sat across from her. "Oh, hey Rainbow", Pinkie sighed. I looked at her dumbfounded. Pinkie was always happy at Sugar Cube Corner!

  "What's getting you so upset?" I asked. She lifted her head from the table. Her blue eyes turned into a darker shade of blue, and I almost screamed.

  "Bon Bon's forcing me to move out", Pinkie Pie sniffled. I sighed.

"We both knew she was going to do that sometime", I comforted her. "Bon Bon hates parties." Pinkie reached from her bag, and placed on the table two $50 bits. She shakes her head. This part of the day would be the worst for the Pinkie pony. She had to move out, today. You know what, i'll let her live with me. That space upstairs is perfect for her. And, we would be closer together. I BBQ a-lot, and Pinkie loves Barbecue.

   "You can move in with me!" I smiled. "No-pony wants the space upstairs. You can totally move there!"

Pinkie Pie looked up at me and smiled. She wrapped her hooves around my neck and hugged me. Don't choke me Pinkie. After her bear hug, she still looked angry. "I have some business to attend too", She grinned. "I'll come to your place tomorrow with my bags." She trotted out of Sugar Cube Corner. What's up with her? Why is she so happy? I decided not to ask. It's not my business.

  I trotted out of Sugar Cube Corner. I flew the rest of the way to my residents. Waiting at my doorstep, was a colt. His name was Soarin. My life-time crush.

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  A knife lay in the air. A pink, stressed pony stood over the pony named Bon Bon. Her mane was flat and straight, and her tail was stained with blood. "You don't kick me out", the pink pony smiled.

Bon Bon cried. "Please, I have a filly and a wife!"

"It's too late for that Bon Bon", the pink pony smiled, positioning her knife in her hoof. "Donc désolé il devait être de cette façon, Bon Bon."

Pinkie Pie left the residents of Bon Bon, with a dead body laying on the ground.

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Translation:

French: Donc désolé il devait être de cette façon, Bon Bon.

English: So sorry it had to be this way, Bon Bon.