Pinkies Redemption

Pinkies Redemption

Death of June

It has been a year since Pinkie Pie started making pony cupcakes. In fact she could not remember what even set her off. All she knew was that when she gets the “Twitch” she loses all self control and has to turn somepony into a bloody mess underneath Sugarcube Corner and make a cupcakes using their entrails.

Although Pinkie has had many victims over the year such as, Twist, Lily, and many others, two of her cupcake “helpers” have stuck with her, Rainbow Dash and Rarity. She still had flashbacks to those two days. When she drew Rainbow’s and Rarity’s number she remembered that she was ecstatic, more so than her usual self.

She always had wondered why nopony ever suspected her. Maybe it was because of her flamboyant attitude. She always acted crazy, and that’s why nopony would have ever expected her to be viciously murdering Ponyville citizens then feeding them back to ponies in the form of cupcakes.

Today was no different than any other day. Pinkie Pie was just wondering around Ponyville talking to the natives and saying “Hi! And welcome to Ponyville!” to travelers. It was about midday when she started to get the “Twitch”. The Twitch that told her that there is a pony just waiting to be baked. Now she just had to figure out who was going to be her next kill would be. She always hated this part, figuring out who it would be. She searched for what seemed like hours. All around Ponyville she looked high and low, Pegasus, Unicorn, or Earth Pony. After a while she found her next target, Junebug, although it was too late to invite her over to Sugarcube Corner. She immediately went to her house and drew a number to make sure the Twitch was right. So instead she spent the night devising her note to Junebug because the Twitch was keeping her up and she couldn’t sleep until it was gone. It read:

Dear Junebug!

Its meEeEe, Pinkie Pie! I know we don’t talk or play a lot together, but I want to change that. I would really like to get to know you more. And what better way to get to know someone than making cupcakes together? Meet me at Sugarcube Corner at 12:30 pm.

Pinkie was happy with her note, so she delivered it to Junebugs home in the middle of the night as so she wont get quizzical looks.

Junebug woke up in the morning and went through her normal routine. She got up and brushed her mane, tail, and teeth. She ate her breakfast muffin, as she did, she thought of her friend, Derpy Hooves, who loves muffins, and went downstairs to go check on her garden. As she opened the door a piece of paper fell. It was a note from Pinkie Pie. She quickly read it and made up her mind. True, she didn’t know Pinkie Pie that well but she did know Pinkie had the best cupcakes. She decided to go over to Pinkies and learn her secret recipe for those amazing cupcakes. She finished the rest of her chores and took a bath then ate some lunch and headed over to Pinkie Pie’s.

Pinkie Pie was ready for Junebug since around 7 o’clock a.m. Around noon Pinkie fed the Cakes a special cupcake that made them sleep for a few hours. So when Junebug arrived, Pinkie welcomed Junebug with a happy “Hi Junebug, I am so super duperly excited for you to be here!”

“Hey Pinkie Pie! I’m glad you asked me over. I’m excited to learn your secret!”

“What secret? Oh! RIGHT! My secret cupcake recipe”

Pinkie was confused as to why she almost let slip her plan. She was also concerned as to why the Twitch was not as strong.

“Of course your cupcake recipe, silly!” Junebug said interupting Pinkie’s mental conversation.

“Hey, Junebug, wouldn’t you like to try a sample of the cupcakes we are going to make?”

“Uhh, sure!”

Junebug took a huge bite. Eager to taste perfection. She thought these were Pinkie’s best batch yet. “What is in this cupcake? It is so tasty.” and that was the last thing that she remembered.

As Junebug awoke she couldn't see a thing.

“Pinkie are you there?”

There was no answer. Junebug started to panic. She started to flail about only to realize that her hooves were tied down by some sort of leathery strap. All of a sudden Junebug heard a shrill laugh.

“Pinkie Pie is that you?!” Junebug said in a worried tone.

“Look Pinkie, if this is some sort of game it isn’t any fun!”

Out of nowhere Pinkie Pie came out of the darkness. She gave another shrill laugh and said,

“Oh you like games!? I love to play games! Do you wanna play a game with me?”

Pinkie Pie then turned quickly away, she could feel the Twitch’s influence was wearing thin on her.

Why am I acting this way. I never used to hurt ponies. I have to fight this urge to kill and I need to help Junebug. Pinkie thought to herself.

“I just want you to let me out of here!” interrupted a yell from Junebug.

The Twitch pushed back even harder.

“If I let you go how would we play games, silly pony!” Pinkie said as she slipped back into the darkness.

“Please I just want to go home!” Junebug wept.

Pinkie Pie just ignored her and kept on rummaging through a bunch of tools. As she stepped back into the light she had with her a cart with a bunch of medical supplies.

“You wont get away with this, Pinkie Pie!” Junebug yelled.

“I wont get away with this? I have been getting away with this.” Pinkie said, as the lights of the entire room went on. Junebug’s eyes hurt from the brilliant light. After Junebug’s eyes adjusted she immediately vomited. Corpses were hung from the rafters, pony entrails hung like party decorations. Pools of blood accumulated in the corners of the room, dried blood stains were all over the wall. In the another corner of the room Junebug could make out a couple of stuffed ponies. She looked harder and she realized they were Rainbow Dash and Rarity.

“What are you going to do to me?!” Junebug was starting to get even more scared.

“We are going to make cupcakes, silly! Now about the game we are going to play.”

“You are BUCKING CRAZY!” yelled Junebug.

“Ah ah ahhhh. No yelling. Since you didn’t know the rules right away I will let this one slip. Now all you have to do is answer these questions right and I’ll make this as painless as possible. Question number one! Where did I grow up?”

“Pinkie let me go right now! This is not any fun!” Junebug yelled. As she yelled she remembered what Pinkie said ‘No yelling’.

“Wrong! And you yelled so that’s double trouble. Since you obviously didn’t listen you will need try harder now that you will only have one ear!”

Pinkie then went over to her cart of supplies and took her scalpel. As Pinkie walked over to Junebug, Junebug started to flail about. She was willing to try anything, so she started to bite at Pinkie.

“If you keep biting at me like that I am going to be forced to tie your head down.”

Junebug didn’t listen and she actually managed to strike Pinkie with the very tips of her teeth. Pinkie was caught completely off guard. Pinkie was, in fact, so startled that the Twitch had actually backed off.

Wha? How? Why do I seem to have more control over what I think? I have to figure this thing out. The Twitch started pushing back. I need help... need............. help. And Pinkie, the true Pinkie, was gone again.

Pinkie then turned to Junebug. “Now. That. WAsn’t. VERY. NICE!” As she strapped her head down.

As punishment for Junebug’s attack Pinkie decided to cut out a chunk of her skin. Pinkie did a quick survey of Junebug’s body and peeled of some of her skin around her left hoof.

Junebug winced in pain and gave out a little whimper, remembering the no screaming rule.

“Good job Junebug. You remembered not to scream! You get a nice pat on the head!” Pinkie said. But she didn’t give her a gentle pat, it was more like a hard smack upside her head.

“Now for question number two. What do I do when there is a newpony in town?” Pinkie asked.

Junebug thought hard. She thought back to when she was new in town. Junebug’s thought process was interrupted by Pinkies loud “5-4-3-2-1. Time to answer!”
Junebug quickly remembered back, “You bring your wagon out and give them the welcome song. Then you throw them a party in Sugarcube Corner”

“You are right!” Pinkie said as she gave Junebug another hard smack on the head.

“Pinkie! This is not any fun! Let me go! I promise I wont tell anypony!” Junebug yelled out.

“Since you just can’t get it through your thick skull I will just have to make it so you can’t scream out any longer. I will just have to cut out your tongue!” Pinkie said.

Pinkie started to dig around her in her tools. She looked high and low. Low and high. High and low. She realized she was taking a while so she went to Junebug and told her that it wont be long. Then Pinkie faded into the darkness. Junebug heard Pinkie rummaging around and heard a large CLUNK. Junebug started to thrash about. She almost got loose when Pinkie returned. Pinkie noticed that Junebug was getting out of her straps. Pinkie threw her device down and quickly re-tightened her straps. The straps where getting so tight that Junebug started to bleed a little at the hoof. Junebug struggled against the straps but it was futile.

Pinkie quickly grabbed the device and explained what it does to Junebug “Now this handy little device will keep your mouth open so I can remove your tongue! Isn’t that awesome?! Any last words? Remember that these words are what I will remember yo---”

“BUCK YOU, PINKIE PIE. BUCK YOU!!!” Junebug yelled out.

“OOOOOH! Nice choice of words!” exclaimed Pinkie with a loud *squee*.

Pinkie then proceeded to put the device into Junebugs mouth. Junebug made it difficult for Pinkie by keeping her mouth closed. Eventually Pinkie pried her way into Junebugs mouth. Pinkie then stuck a wheel on the side of the device and started to crank it. Slowly Junebugs mouth opened wider and wider. Pinkie could tell that this was hurting Junebug, so she gave one more quick turn of the wheel and removed it. Junebug was muttering something incoherent so Pinkie just ignored her. With a clamp, Pinkie gripped Junebug’s tongue and fixed it so Junebug couldn’t pull her tongue back into her mouth. Pinkie then took her scalpel and started slashing at the base of Junebug’s tongue. Her mouth filled with blood instantly, and she started gagging on the blood.

Pinkie noticed this and sucked the blood out of Junebug’s mouth with a straw.

“MMMM. Your blood is probably the best blood I have ever tasted! YUM YUM YUM YUM!” Pinkie said while rubbing her stomach.
Pinkie then returned to cutting out Junebug’s tongue. After Pinkie removed the tongue she stuck it on a stick and licked it like a lollypop.

EEWW! What am I doing. Why would I lick a removed tongue. This is definitely not me! I must fight it! This is no way to act! I must push against this Twitch. Gotta... Fight...

GIVE IN TO ME!!! YOU CANNOT WIN!!! I WILL PREVAIL!!!

In her fit of confusion Pinkie grabbed the massive knife on her tool cart. She started motioning towards Junebug’s head. The knife was two centimeters from Junebug’s eye, when Pinkie struggled back and fell over and sliced her left hoof a bit. Pinkie then lunged back at Junebug and stabbed her right in the eye. Junebug started to shake like she was having a seizure. Blood spurted from her mouth as Pinkie was sprawled on the floor in a dazed stupor. Junebug stopped shaking and went still.

After a half an hour of Pinkie laying on the floor, Pinkie got up and looked at the massacred and mangled body.

SLICE HER OPEN!!! RIP HER OPEN!!! GRIND HER BONES!!! GIVE IN TO ME!!!

Pinkie lost all of her control again. She grabbed hold of the knife still lodged in Junebug’s eye socket. Pinkie then ripped it out and along came her eyeball. Pinkie held the eyeball in her hooves. Pinkie then shoved the eye in her mouth and with a loud crunch.

“OM NOM NOM NOM!!”

Pinkie then started carving into Junebug’s chest with her scalpel. As she cut into the skin she clipped it to the outer side of Junebug’s body. Pinkie then grabbed the hacksaw and started sawing at Junebug’s ribcage. As she removed each bone Pinkie got a bigger smile. Eventually Pinkie got into a frenzy and started laughing hysterically.

After all of the rib bones had been removed Pinkie could see clearly into Junebug’s open chest cavity. Pinkie continued on to rip out Junebug’s entrails. Each one she removed, she hung up on a line to dry. When Pinkie was all done she started to clean up all the blood on her body. She plotted down in the shower and just stared at all the blood going into the drain.

Pinkie blacked out and awoke laying in her bed.