Pinkamena and Cheese Sandwich

It was almost midnight and the sweet looking pink party pony, Pinkie Pie, had just finished off her last victim. She cleaned herself off and started off towards Cheese Sandwich’s house, her super special somepony. Cheese had just recently moved to Ponyville so he could be closer to the mare of his cheesy dreams, Pinkie Pie. As Pinkie was trying to remember where Cheese lived, she was humming one of her songs in her head. Then, she saw them, the sight of them together making her stomach churn, and her head blur together in a mixture of emotions. She was sad, angry, hurt, lonely and, strangely, happy. Her beloved stallion, Cheese Sandwich, was standing next to another pony, a Pegasus! Pinkie Pie watched the two converse for a few minutes until the blue Pegasus left; she flew away into the night. Pinkie then trotted up to Cheese, acting like she hadn't seen any of what had just happened right in front of her.

“Hi Cheese!” she called in her normal cheery voice, a huge smile plastered on her face.

“Oh, hi Pinkie,” he said back to her, “I wasn't expecting you so late. How’s it hanging?” he asked her.

Pinkie Pie giggled to herself before she answered the question, “it’s hanging upside down!” this made Cheese laugh and the two party ponies hoof bumped. They stood together laughing and telling silly jokes for a bit until Pinkie Pie got serious.

Cheese noticed her change in attitude, “hey, is there anything wrong? Are you alright?” he asked stepping closer to her to comfort her if she needed it.

“Well,” Pinkie Pie said blushing slightly and looking down at her hooves, “we've been together for almost a year now right?” she asked and she looked back up at Cheese her big blue eyes growing even bigger, and those big, gorgeous, sapphire  blue eyes seemed to posses Cheese, he just couldn't look away from her.

“Yeah,” he said, as though her were in a trance or in a dream, “a whole year.” He was absolutely head over hooves in love with Pinkie Pie, and he planned on telling her one day. He knew she was the only pony in all of Equestria that he would ever love.

“So, um… Well...” Pinkie Pie started nervously, her already pink cheeks growing to a darker red color. “T-tomorrow, there’s something I think I’d like to show you,” she stuttered slightly when she said this. She then looked back up at him, her giant eyes pleading him to say something back.

Cheese’s cheeks grew red as well, he turned away from Pinkie and said, “Oh, geez Pinkie, I don’t know if I should,” after he said this Pinkie Pie was confused, but she quickly understood what he was thinking and she giggled quietly to herself hoping Cheese wouldn't hear her. Of course, he did anyway and her turned back to face the giggling mare. The redness in his cheeks quickly vanished and he said, “What? What’s so funny?” he was obviously confused.

“Well, it’s just,” Pinkie Pie giggled a bit more before finishing. “You’re thinking of something other than what I’m saying.” She said to him, hoping he would understand what she meant.

He did and the red returned to his face, but as more of a crimson color, “Oh, sweet Celestia! I’m so sorry Pinkie Pie! Please don’t think of me as some creepy older stallion, I love you so much!” he said shedding just a single tear out of one eye.

Pinkie Pie gasped as Cheese said that bringing her hoof to her mouth, blushing slightly. “Oh dear,” said Cheese, “did I say that last part out loud?” he cringed slightly at the thought of rejection from the mare he loved wholly.

“Oh, Cheese,” Pinkie said hugging him. Cheese smiled to himself and hugged her back. He knew that at that moment he was the happiest stallion, if not the happiest pony, in all of Equestria.

Once this moment of affection passed, the ponies released each other and Pinkie Pie said, “But seriously, tomorrow at Sugarcube Corner, right after closing, I want you to be there, deal?”

Cheese nodded, “Deal,” he said kissing Pinkie Pie on the cheek as if to say goodbye and goodnight. She then hopped off back to Sugarcube Corner. Cheese watched her bound off until she was out of sight. He then turned and headed back to his own house, still thinking of his beloved mare. Did she love him back? He wished he could know what she thought of him. He sighed to himself and continued the walk to his home.

Once Cheese got home he went straight to his room and sat down on his bed. He opened the drawer to his bedside table; he pulled out a picture and a small black box. He carefully took the box off the picture and he looked at the picture for what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes. Then he said to himself, “Oh Pinkie Pie, when am I going to get the courage to tell you?” he sighed and put the box back on top of the picture and gingerly placed them back inside the drawer, closing it carefully. He lay down in his bed and snuggled underneath his blanket, and then he quickly drifted off to sleep. The pink mare he lived for, still with him in his dreams.

When Pinkie Pie finally reached Sugarcube Corner she went right back down to her secret torture chamber. When she reached the bottom of the staircase she saw that the remains of her last victim still lie astray along the length of the chamber. She quickly went to work on cleaning them up. She cleaned the blood of the pony’s skull and placed it on her shelf -- which was filled with other pony skulls of all shapes and sizes – to be painted later. She picked up the hide, along with the rest of the pony’s bones and placed them where she put all the other pony hide and bones. She mopped up some blood and when things were mostly spick and span, besides the buckets full of pony blood, guts and organs, she decided to look around at her decorations.

There was a banner along the wall across from the staircase, on it were the words “life is a party” written in pony blood. A couple cutie marks glued onto the banner. She looked to the right seeing her wonderful collection of pony skulls. There were the skulls of stallions, mares, fillies, and colts. They were all colorfully painted, each one unique and different. Next to the giant shelf was a small table with only one item on it; her prized possession, a griffin skull. She had obtained that when Rainbow Dash’s mean friend had come to visit. Pinkie Pie lured her down to her torture chamber. It was much more colorful than all the other skulls, because it was extra special to her. When was she ever going to get the chance to murder a griffin again?

On the opposite side of the shelf was another small table. On the other table was a bowl filled with small slips of paper. Next to the bowl was a book; there was a red pen and a black pen on top of the book. Only Pinkie Pie knew what the book was for. She giggled to herself. She then turned all the way around to admire the other side of her torture chamber. On this side there were 4 completely different torture beds. The first two both had backs, they stood up vertically and had four placed to hold the pony hostage. The only difference was the straps, one of them had regular leather straps and the other had chains specially designed to go directly through a pony’s hooves. It was meant for the strong ponies who would try to struggle and get away.

The other two were very similar but they didn't have backs, the pony was to be held up by his or her hooves only. They were mostly meant for pegasai so Pinkie could rip, chop, hack or saw off their wings. She turned away from the torture beds to the torture tables filled with all kinds of different instruments. She looked them all over to make sure they were all clean and sure enough, they were all spotless.

She then looked over to where her cutie mark dress was displayed. Her cutie mark dress was a dress she had made out of other ponies cutie marks. She even took the wings and sewed them to the back as if to have her own wings. The unicorn horns she cut off, she made into a necklace. She was very proud of her masterpiece.

Pinkie Pie yawned realizing that she was tired. She went back up the staircase to her room and hopped into her bed. She quickly drifted off to sleep. She had wonderful dreams about previous times murdering ponies.

The next morning when Pinkie Pie woke up, she went about her day normally, starting by making a batch of cupcakes. She made sure to use her freshly harvested special ingredient. The day slowly dragged by, the pink, party pony growing bored tired, and nersvouscited, When it was finally time for closing Pinkie closed up shop and waited outside for Cheese’s arrival. He arrived two minutes later, he saw Pinkie standing outside and he exclaimed, “Oh no! I’m not late am I?”

“No of course not silly, we only closed two minutes ago,” Pinkie said casually. “Come on inside,” she said and she opened the door for Cheese to go in.

“So, uh…” Cheese started, “what was it you wanted to show me?” he asked.

Pinkie Pie giggled, “first I want to give you this,” she reached under the counter.

“Pinkie Pie, I didn't get you anything,” he said sadly.

Pinkie pulled out a small box, “don’t worry, it’s just a cupcake,” she opened the box, and sure enough, there was a cupcake inside. She handed it to Cheese for him to eat. He took a medium sized bite, chewing slowly to savor the taste.

“Wow, Pinkie!” he exclaimed, “This must have been your best batch ever, this is amazing!” he took another bite.

Pinkie Pie blushed, “Oh thanks, but it can’t be that good.” She said embarrassed.

“Oh, but it is, it really is!” Cheese said still chewing. He finished and added, “What’s your secret?” Pinkie was hoping he would ask that.

“Are you absolutely sure you really want to know?” she asked.

“Absolutely!” he said excitedly, finishing his cupcake.

“Alright,” said Pinkie, “but you have to promise that you won’t tell anypony, ever.”

“Deal,”

“Pinkie Promise?” Pinkie asked.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”

She giggled “Alright, come on,” she said, pushing her hoof down on something Cheese couldn't see behind the counter. A wall panel opened up behind her, Cheese stared at it open-mouthed. Pinkie trotted over to it, “well don’t just stand there, come on!”

“Uh, right” Cheese said trotting behind Pinkie Pie, once he passed through the wall it slammed shut right behind him. He followed Pinkie down the staircase into her torture chamber, completely clueless.

When the two ponies reached the bottom, it was pitch black and Cheese couldn't see anything. Then he heard Pinkie’s voice echoing in the dark chamber, “now I want you to close your eyes, this is the surprise part.” Cheese did as he was told and closed eyes, even putting his hooves over them. Then he heard Pinkie Pie galloping around, not knowing that she was lighting the candles across the room. When she finished she stopped right in front of Cheese. “Alright, you can open your eyes now,”

Cheese slowly removed his hooves from his eyes opening them slowly so they could adjust to the light. When his eyes finally adjusted, the first thing he saw was the banner. He turned and looked around, noticing the pony skulls and the torture beds, and tables. He looked back at his mare friend, his face looking confused, surprised, and another emotion Pinkie Pie couldn't place

“What? Do you not like it?” she asked sadly.

Cheese was startled, “No, no of course not! That’s not it at all, it’s just,” he paused looking around once more, “I thought I was the only one.”

“Wait,” Pinkie Pie said starting to get excited, “you like to torture and murder ponies too!?” she jumped up “this is incredible!!” Together, they walked over to the torture tables to look at all the instruments. Pinkie named all of them and what they were used for. Cheese was absolutely intrigued by all the different ways Pinkie Pie used all the different tools. Pinkie Pie also told him about her most energetic victims, especially Gilda.

“Could I help you the next time you need some more of your special ingredient?” Cheese asked hoping Pinkie would say yes and of course she did.

“Yes of course! That would be amazing! Oh did you see my cutie mark dress?” she pointed at it with her hoof. Cheese stared at it in amazement.

“Wow,” he said “and you made that out of all the cutie marks you took from the ponies you killed? That’s incredible!” He trotted over to it so he could get a better look.

Pinkie Pie suddenly yawned, “It’s getting kinda late, and I’m kinda tired.” Cheese nodded and they started back up the staircase. Cheese then went home and Pinkie Pie went up to her room falling asleep almost immediately.