Chapters -2 years after cupcakes, volume 1-
Pinkie had just finished straightening her mane. She checked her numbers. "one left" She thought out loud. "Next week, derpy, next week. Just one left." She looked around at her horrid designs. She saw organs used as streamers. She saw painted skull masks. She saw that weird flesh table that sounded better in her head. Pinkie began a horrible laugh that turned into sobbing, then into laughing again. Pinkie looked at her restrainer chair/table/plate. That part really irked her, that she could not get them to comply. She trotted over to the door, opened it, and exited the basement.
Pinkie now stood in sugarcube corner, which happened to be covered in scribbles at the moment. One scribble showed an eye with the caption "always watching" Another showed her smiling friends, but they looked to be smiling off. The last contained a smile. She walked over to the register, and waited for a customer. (Not that she would get any, It just gave her a sense of normality.) 2 hours later, It was time to eat lunch. She went downstairs, and enjoyed some delightful cupcakes. (not that it mattered that they had pony flesh in them) She then took a charcoal stick, went upstairs, and drew on the walls more art. This one detailed her, but one half of her had a straight mane, demonic grin, and was stained. She proceeded to put in a caption. then she added more stains to the caption. she read the words out loud.
"Do you want a cupcake?"
She smiled in a slightly off way. Pinkie proceeded to leave the shop.
On her way out, she noticed how thick the fog was today. "Yeesh, I wonder if it is possible to kill fog too." at that moment she saw Derpy headed to the graveyard. "hmm... Of course!" She ran for the graveyard, and as she went, windows shut, and doors locked. She opened the gate, and then Pinkie entered the graveyard, which was even foggier than the street. She stood there, drinking in the sights (The fog blocked that) the smells (The fog blocked that too) and the tastes (Unsurprisingly, the air tasted like nothing) She decided to walk onwards, until she came upon a gravestone. It was more of a tripped over than a came upon, actually. As she stood up, she heard crying, and then a song. She followed the noise, and came upon a clearing in the fog. upon which she saw derpy. She had almost finished her song. Something about crying kids. She liked it's melancholy tone, but somehow, she felt different. No matter. She stepped out of the bushes, and ambushed Derpy.
Derpy stood in the graveyard, crying by the doctor's and dinky's grave. She began to sing softly. "Weep... Weep for the children...
Her sleep was fitful, and she saw images of the first pinkie, breaking like a shattered mirror one of the pieces fell before her, screaming to help. She tried to put it back together but just cut herself. "Oh celestia... help me" Pinkie was seen again, screaming silently. then the screaming got louder and louder. it sounded like a fan. no wait, a saw.. a chainsaw!
Derpy awoke in the basement of sugar cube corner. She knew this was coming, but it still terrified her. Pinkie walked out of the stairwell. She was about to take her chainsaw... when she stopped. She began that horrible laugh-cry, and stopped halfway through, choking on her tears. Derpy felt bad for her. "Hey... um? Is there anything I can do to help?" Pinkie's head was turned away. "Um... Pinkie?" Pinkie finally responded. "My. name. is. PINKEMANEA!!" she turned around, a demonic grin on her face. Pinkie grabbed the chainsaw. Derpy began screaming as pinkie cut into her, spewing blood. eventually the screams died into sobs, which died into a song. "Weep......... Weep... for... the children.... Lost to her wrath.... Lost to her.... Wrath.... Weep for my.... children..... lost to.... her mind.... but soon..... I...... will... join them.... And they will be mineeeee........" Derpy died with a smile on her face.
Pinkie stood, watching Derpy die, her eyes rolling back. Derpy... was smiling? Smiling... An image came to pinkie. She was standing in the park, mane poofy. and she was smiling. then she thought of Twilight. Rainbow. Fluttershy. Rarity. Applejack. All smiling. Pinkie collapsed on the ground, and began to spasm. She did not know this feeling anymore. It was... anger... at herself? sorrow? pity? It was... happy.... yet sad... What was it? she tried to laugh it off, but all that came was a cry of confusion. Confusion.. Conf.... Confliction? But how? She was Pinkemanea. She was supposed to be evil. Against her volition words tumbled out. "But what if I do not want to be evil?... What if... I want to be good again?" She sat down. She needed to think about this confliction. she needed to think about what caused it. Almost against her will, she began to sing. "Weep for me... Weep for me... Lost to her wrath... Lost to her wrath... My friends are gone, But I am not... Oh weep, for pinkie pie. Oh weep... for... pinkie.... pieeee....." Pinkie broke into tears.
Author's Note
DO YOU WANT MORE? TELL ME IN THE COMMENTS! I will do more no matter what actually, because this is pretty fun, but I wish to know what you want more of. see ya, I gonna jump off a bridge now. (getting run over did not work) TOODALOO SCOOTALOO!
Pinkie was done with derpy. She had finished, the numbers were done. They counted down... and now what? What should she do now? What else did pinkemanea want? Uncertainty. A fog. A fog in her mind. What now? She killed them all... what now? She sighed. "What do I do... AHA!" She grinned. "I, pinkemanea, will go for a walk!" A tuft of mane poofed out. Pinkie looked at it. If it had eyes, It would have looked back at pinkie. pinkie glared at it, then softened her gaze. It may be poofy, but it was just hair. Besides, It just made her look more insane. Pinkie looked at her drawings, and started into the basement before turning to leave. She trotted out the door, not noticing a bit of mist swirling in from the Windows.
Pinkie walked through the swirling fog. She noticed something... off.. the mist seemed endless. Voices cried out.
Limbo
She opened the book. Inside was a picture of the elements. She read out of the book the following words:
Upon the death of a linked being, such as an element of harmony, they will not go to Pendulo, (heaven for ponies) instead, they will be sucked into the Limbo , a place of utter nothing. The only way to free them, is to kill them all.
Pinkie smiled to herself, finally figuring it out. "I must stay safe alive! Then my friends will go slowly insane!" Pinkie laughed "JUST LIKE ME!" Pinkie laughed again, no longer pausing to cry. She continued her laugh, until she could barely breathe.
IN CANTERLOT
Celestia stood in her room. She had always tried to ignore pinkie. She had always treid to ignore her, and even blocked off ponyville from the map. It would be in shambles now. Just like pinkie's mind. She pushed the thought out of her head. She would never forget the day. She was walking to sugarcube corner when she heard the screams. Thinking it was Pinkie in trouble, she ran downstairs to confront the noise she found a grisly sight. Twilight, bloodied, and in tears. The organs. The skulls. Pinkie, blood covered and smiling. Smiling. she picked up her chainsaw. "Oh, hello CELESTIA. You really should not be here..." Then that horrble grin... then celestia ran, Twilight's last scream ringing in her ears. Now it was a year of that haunted life later. Celestia had gone mad from sorrow. She had become an outcast in her own castle. Luna had Locked her in, then fled. Now she had found an exit. Now Luna would pay. Now Pinkie would pay. All that time of sorrows. All that time of regret. THEY WOULD PAY. They all would.
Pinkie was outside. She was thinking. She was thinking hard. She began to hum a tune with no words.
Pinkie arose in a fog. A very dense fog. She saw faces come out. Faces of her friends. they smiled at her. "No! Get away!"happy Pinkie..." "...h ...happy?" Responded Pinkie.
Author's Note
There it is fellas. Your next story will be tomorrow. By the way. I MIGHT BE IMMORTAL. Can someone please teach me how to die? Bye now TOODALOO SCOOTALOO
(Written on a kindle fire)
Pinkie ducked behind the bushes. She could hear princess celestia coming over to her, her footsteps matching the beat of her heart. Pinkie ran for her life. She stumbled into sugarcube corner, and went downstairs. "Fitting that I will finish you here!"
Celestia was in a dark place. "What... this is not tartarus..." as Celestia looked around, she cursed pinkie for Bringing her here. She then said some rather inappropriate words. "Princess!" Came a familiar voice. "T-Twilight? Where are we?" Asked Celestia. "We are in Limbo. It is a pure nothing. I was here for a few hours, but time does not exist. So we wait for pinkie to die." Twilight responded with a sigh. At that point, fluttershy spoke. "Princess. We need to pass the time." So we do not go-
"-Insane. That is what I am." Pinkie sighed, staring at her reflection. Then a random thought popped into her head. "THE MIRROR POOL!" Pinkie ran off. She got to the mirror pool, and spoke the verse. The surface rippled. The water turned red. Pinkie felt... better. Her mane poofed up. "Yes! I feel shapllestic!" Then looking at absolutely nothing she proceed to explain to who she called a "reader" that shapllestic meant happy+shaped like a tic tac toe board. While she was explaining she did not notice a straight-haired pink made come out of the pool, and sneak up on her. Nor did she notice being choked, until it was too late
Pinkie woke up in a basement. "Oh sweet Celestia, no...." She thought about that for a second, then said the prayer again.
Pinkie was strapped in. There was no escape. She screamed as the blade cut into her side, but blocked the pain out by humming. As she hummed she developed a tune. And then words. And she began to sing. "I am insanity... I have dealt death blows to my friend-endendends... but I... Will.... never lie.... I am insanity... I have seen and made many end-endendends... but my happy side... Will never die... but my laughter... Will never die...
Author's Note
THE END
Author's Note
THIS IS SHORT ON PURPOSE!!! I want it to pull people in, not give a lengthly description. sorry for all you people who like that stuff. anyways, I need to run over myself. TOODALOO SCOOTALOO!
Why?-Prolouge
"Why?"
