Pinkamena and Cheese Sandwich

Pinkie Pie woke up to crying foals and a very very bad smell. She opened her eyes and saw Chocolate Rain and Skittles wailing and flailing about, covered in their own droppings. Pinkie humped out of the bed and away from them. “Cheese!” She screamed.

“Huh? What?” Cheese jumped up and immediately covered his mouth and nose with his hoof. “What’s that smell?” He asked.

“It’s the foals.” Pinkie said. “We don’t have diapers. Is there a stream nearby?” She asked.

“Yeah, of course there is, how do you think I’ve been getting water for us?” Cheese said, still covering his nose.

Pinkie laughed nervously. She picked up Chocolate Rain in her hoof and Cheese hesitantly picked up Skittles. Cheese led the way out of the cave and to where the stream was. Pinkie and Cheese gently dipped their foals into the cold water and washed them off, washing themselves off after.

Once all four of them were clean, they headed back to the cave. Pinkie was walking significantly slower than Cheese was and she had to stop to catch her breath on the way back to the cave.

“Pinkie?” Cheese asked, walking back to where she was. “Are you alright?” He asked.

Pinkie was taking short, quick breaths and her eyes were squeezed shut. “Yeah… I’m…. I’m fine.” She panted. She opened her eyes and looked up at Cheese and slowly continued walking.

The four of them made it back to their cave and laid down inside. Pinkie was exhausted and she gently set Chocolate Rain down on their makeshift bed. She closed her eyes and lay facing the ceiling.

Cheese was starting to get extremely worried about Pinkie. It seemed like she was getting sick, she was extremely weak and Cheese hadn’t ever seen anything like it. Although, he wasn’t very experienced in the medical field.

Cheese carefully put Skittles down on the bed next to Chocolate Rain. He put his hoof on Pinkie’s forehead. He quickly pulled his hoof back and blew on it. “Pinkie, you’re burning up.”

Pinkie didn’t say anything, but she did open her eyes slightly and turn her head towards Cheese. She was still breathing heavily, the look on her face resonated pain and despair. Cheese knew that what she hated the most right now, was that she wasn’t able to take care of her little ones.

“Pinkie, please don’t die. I can’t live without you. You’re the love of my life and I love you more than anything.” Cheese said, tears in his eyes.

Pinkie didn’t react, she just lay still, her chest slowly moving up and down as she took in short breaths. Cheese left to get some of the water from the stream they had just been at. He carried it in a thick, cup-shaped leaf. He quickly but carefully made his way back to Pinkie and made her drink the water.

Her breathing evened out slightly as she fell asleep. The pain on her face had disappeared and she looked calm and peaceful. Cheese wiped away the tears that had formed in his eyes and he gave the rest of the water to the little ones, which they drank up happily.

* * *

After two weeks, Pinkie’s condition hadn’t changed. She wasn’t any better, but Cheese was thankful that she hadn’t gotten worse. Chocolate Rain and Skittles were barely able to drink up the milk that Pinkie was able to give them. They had all grown weak and frail, even Cheese.

Cheese had been taking care of the three of them, as well as himself for the past two weeks day and night. It was hard work and he hardly got any sleep. He knew nothing about  medicine or plants so he couldn’t get any for Pinkie or the twins.

Cheese was covered in filth, he didn’t have time to wash himself between taking care of his loved ones. He was extremely lucky that he hadn’t gotten sick. He gave Pinkie and the twins as much food as he could manage to find. He himself hardly ate, but he knew he had to do his job as a father and husband to take care of his wife and children.

Cheese’s mane and tail were tangled and matted, covered in dirt. He had dirt all over his face and the rest of his coat, and the dark circles under his eyes were incredibly huge and dark. He somehow managed not to fall asleep when someone needed him, and he managed to keep all four of them alive for two weeks.

The next day when he woke up, the sun was just starting to rise and Pinkie was still breathing. He gave a small sigh of relief and picked up the twins, carefully placing them on his back, making sure not to wake them so they wouldn’t start crying and wake Pinkie.

He walked down to the stream to wash them and he even washed himself because he was just too dirty. Once he and the twins were both clean, and had their fill of water, he filled a leaf with some water from the stream and started walking back to the cave where Pinkie was waiting.

When Cheese made it back to the cave, he had expected to hear Pinkie’s soft, steady breathing, but there was only silence. He dropped the leaf with the water in it and, being careful of the foals on his back, he rushed over to Pinkie.

He gently put the twins on the bed and kneeled down next to Pinkie. He stared down at her, and for several minutes, he hadn’t seen her chest puff in as she took in a breath and he hadn’t heard her breath in any air. Tears poured out of his eyes and onto her dead body.

She had somehow managed to open her eyes before she died, and they were open and blank, staring up at the roof of the cave. The once beautiful, sapphire blue eyes had turned into a light gray. Cheese gently closed her eyelids with his hoof and wiped away his tears.

“I wasn’t even there for her when she finally…. When she…..” Cheese couldn’t bring himself to say, or even think, of the word.

He continued crying and he couldn’t bring himself to stop crying. He looked at Chocolate Rain and Skittles, both staring up at him with their blue eyes that matched their mother’s. They were both so small and innocent, they had no idea that their mother had just died. Staring at them, more tears poured down Cheese’s face.

Cheese had never even cried before, and now he couldn’t stop. “Pinkie, I can’t force myself to keep on living without you.” Cheese said, staring at Pinkie and talking to her as though she could hear him.

Cheese covered her body with the blanket he had made. He piled the rest of the kindling on top of her body. He picked up the twins and moved them away from the makeshift bed. He started a fire on the sticks that were on top of Pinkie and they slowly began to burn. Cheese bit on a strand of hair from Pinkie’s tail, which had already started burning, and he yanked on it, pulling the hair out.

Cheese managed to tie the strand of hair to his foreleg. “This is all I have left of her.” Cheese thought as he stared at the strand of hair. Cheese stayed in the cave, watching the fire grow and eat everything it came across, blazing violently when it ate through the sticks and reached the blanket on top of Pinkie.

When the smell of burning flesh and hair became too much, Cheese took his children and left the cave. He began walking in the direction he and Pinkie had come from all that time ago. His beloved had finally passed on, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He planned to turn himself in to the princesses and face his consequences. He didn’t know if they would believe him about Pinkie dying, but he would tell them the truth anyway. He didn’t care about walking in the broad daylight, and he didn’t care where he walked. The only thing he cared about what the twin foals on his back and the strand of bring pink, curly hair that was tied to his foreleg.

Cheese continued walking all day, and he had finally made it back to Ponyville by the time the sun had set and the moon had come up. Cheese didn’t stop to rest, he didn’t stop by Fluttershy’s cottage to see how Gala was doing he just kept walking towards Canterlot.

Cheese was extremely determined to turn himself in to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Chocolate Rain and Skittles had somehow remained asleep throughout the long journey. Cheese wandered down the road that led from Ponyville to Canterlot, he knew he couldn’t take the train from risk of being caught before he could get to the princesses.

Once Cheese had made it into Canterlot, he contemplated how he would get inside the castle itself to see the princesses. He figured that maybe he could talk to one of the guards and they might let him in, or lead him in.

While he was thinking about this and still walking in the shadows through the town, he became distracted and was spotted by a suspicious character. “Hey! You!” He called, trotting over to Cheese.

Cheese was startled and jumped slightly, causing Chocolate Rain and Skittles to wake up from their slumber. The suspicious looking stallion reached into his dark coat and pulled out a badge.

“I’m a member of the royal guard, I’m in disguise trying to catch criminals.” He started.

Cheese interrupted him, “Yeah, I get that. I’m Cheese Sandwich and you’re here to arrest me, right?”

The stallion put his badge away awkwardly, “Yeah…. That’s right….”

“Well, don’t bother. I plan on turning myself in to the princesses, and I’d rather do it in person, rather than being delivered by a guard.” Cheese said, trying his hardest to coax the little ones back to sleep.

“Why are you turning yourself in?” The guard asked.

“Because my wife and partner is dead.” He said sadly, momentarily looking back at the guard as he continued gently coaxing the young ones back to sleep.

“Pinkamena Diane Pie is dead?” The guard asked, shocked.

“Yes, she died because she gave birth to twins, the same twins you see with me here.” He said as they finally fell back to sleep.

The guard nodded. “Well, if you’d like, I could escort you to the castle telling the other guards that I’ve captured you, and I could lead you to the throne room so you could speak to the Princess on your own.” The guard said, a sympathetic look on his face.

“Really?” Cheese asked.

“No, of course not. You’re coming with me.” The guard said, tying a rope around Cheese’s neck and pulling him along towards the castle. Cheese sighed and followed him willingly.

After about 10 minutes, Cheese and the guard had made it to the front doors of the castle. Neither of them had said anything to each other, and the guard had been walking surprisingly fast, which forced Cheese to walk faster, despite his sleep depravity. The guard pulled him through the doors and through the castle to the throne room, which was empty.

The guard cursed under his breath and led Cheese and the twins out of the throne room. He led them down to the dungeon, the same dungeon that he and Pinkie had been locked up in for three days. The guard locked him in a different cell and left, leaving the twins with Cheese.

“Another guard will be back in the morning to feed you.” He said as he walked back up the stairs.

Cheese sighed and laid down on the cold, stone floor. He rolled over onto his back, lifting the twins up and resting them on his chest. He wrapped his forelegs around them gently and closed his eyes, willing himself to fall asleep.

When Cheese closed his eyes all he could think about was Pinkie, and tears began pouring out of his eyes and dripping onto the floor. The tear drops echoed throughout the dungeon, startling other prisoners.

After nearly an hour, Cheese was finally able to cry himself to sleep, with the twins on top of him.

Cheese, along with all the other ponies in the dungeon, was awoken in the middle of the night by the crying of two twin foals. Cheese heard a bunch of stallions banging on the bars of their cells and yelling at him to shut them up. Cheese sat up and carefully tried to get them to stop crying, nothing he had done before was working.

“Will you all shut the fuck up?” Cheese screamed. The dungeon suddenly went silent, besides the echoes. When the echoes finally stopped, the only sounds were the twins soft crying. Cheese rocked them and sung a little song. The two stopped crying and slowly opened their eyes, looking up at their father.

Cheese smiled down at them and they both giggled and smiled back at him. A small tear escaped Cheese’s eye, though he was still smiling. The twins yawned around the same time and Cheese saw their eyelids getting droopy and falling over their glassy eyes.

Their breathing evened out and they had both fallen asleep. Cheese heard some stallions groan and they plopped back onto the floor or their beds and they fall back asleep. Cheese stayed up a few minutes longer, making sure his foals were comfortable and sleeping happily. Once he was sure they were good, he laid back and closed his eyes, falling asleep a few minutes later.

The twins were able to hold up for the rest of the night and they didn’t wake anypony else up by crying. When morning finally came, both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna wandered down to the dungeon where Cheese and many others were.

“Cheese Sandwich.” Celestia said mockingly.

“Princess Celestia.” Cheese said in the same tone. “Princess Luna.” He nodded at each other them.

“Where is Pinkie Pie?” Princess Luna asked.

“She’s….” Cheese hesitated. A small tear ran down his cheek. “She’s dead.”

Celestia scoffed, “I have a hard time believing that.” She said.

“But, it’s true.” Cheese said sadly, looking up at the princesses with tears in his eyes.

“I think he’s telling the truth, sister.” Princess Luna said, looking down at Cheese and at the tears falling from his face.

“Luna.” Princess Celestia said coldly. “We can’t take any chances, if she’s still out there, we need to find her and take care of her.” Luna nodded and looked down at the floor.

“But I swear I did. I burned her body myself.” Cheese insisted. He suddenly remembered the piece of hair he had pulled from her tail. “See? I took this off her tail after it had already started burning.” He said, holding out his leg that had the strand of hair tied around it.

He looked at both ends of the hair and showed them the end that had been singed by the fire. The princesses both looked at the strand of hair. “That is pretty convincing, sister.” Luna said, looking at her eldest sister who was still staring at the hair.

“But not convincing enough.” She finished. “I still don’t believe you, Cheese Sandwich.” The princess said, not taking her purple eyes off of Cheese’s dark green ones and he stared back at her.

“Are those foals with you?” Luna asked, looking into Cheese’s cage and startling both Cheese and Princess Celestia, breaking up their staring contest. They both turned to look at Luna, Celestia followed her gaze and Cheese continued to stare at Princess Luna.

Cheese finally answered her question. “Yeah, this one is Chocolate Rain, and that one is named Skittles. Pinkie gave birth to them about two weeks before she died.”

Princess Luna continued staring at them, a small smile creeping up on her face. The two foals turned to look at her and they both flailed their forelegs and giggled with big smiles on their faces. The smile on Luna’s face grew bigger and she gave a small giggle.

“Well….” Princess Celestia started. “Luna, since you like those foals so much, why don’t you take them to an orphanage somewhere in Canterlot, or perhaps Ponyville.” Celestia said, levitating the twins and carrying them out of the cave. She levitated them over to Luna and Luna took then and left the dungeon.

Celestia turned her attention back to Cheese. She leaned in extremely close to the cell, forcing Cheese to back up but she used her magic to bring him closer. Once they were practically nose to nose, a sneer formed on Celestia’s lips, “I will be back for you the moment the sun goes down and I will torture you myself.” She whispered menacingly into his ear.

Once she released him, Cheese stumbled back, his ears folding back on his head. Celestia smiled at him one more time and then she left the dungeon along with her sister.

Cheese waited for night to come in the dungeon; he was now all alone in his cell. He had lunch delivered to him by a guard around the middle of the day, but he didn’t even touch it. “What’s the point of eating if I’m just going to die later?” He asked himself.

A few hours later, another guard came down and gave all the prisoners their dinner. He skipped Cheese because he was told to. Cheese didn’t mind, he wouldn’t have eaten anything anyway.

A few minutes after dinner had been brought out, Princess Luna walked into the dungeon and straight to Cheese’s cell. She looked behind her before looking at Cheese. She waved her hoof at him in a manner that told him to walk towards her, and so he did.

“Cheese Sandwich,” She whispered. “I’ve put your children in a lovely orphanage in Canterlot, they’ll be safe there.” She said. A smile appeared on Cheese’s face, and a few tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Thank you Princess Luna.” He said. Luna heard the voice of her sister and rushed back up the stairs to raise the moon. Soon after the younger princess had left the dungeon, the older one entered.

“Cheese Sandwich, your time has come.” The Princess bellowed throughout the dungeon. The smile that had formed on his face flipped upside down into a frown. Celestia saw the tears running down his face and she smiled.

Cheese wiped away his tears and stared up at her. “I’m ready.” He said bravely, standing up as tall as he could. Princess Celestia wore a deadly look upon her face. She levitated him out of the cell and left the dungeon along with the castle.

She flew to the old castle that she and her sister had once ruled, over a thousand years ago. She made her way through the castle, levitating Cheese behind her. They finally made it to the torture dungeon that Cheese had been in, and escaped, once before.

Princess Celestia tied him up with his forelegs spread out over his head and his back legs spread out beneath him. Cheese hung his head and didn’t try to struggle. Princess Celestia growled and tied a band around his head so he would be looking right at her.

Celestia used her magic to pick up a knife. She no longer cared how she tortured Cheese, as long as he died a slow, painful death. She spun the knife in the air with her magic as she levitated it towards Cheese. She stopped moving the knife and held it straight, still moving it closer to Cheese.

Cheese didn’t flinch, he just stared at the knife as it’s sharp blade got closer and closer to his torso. She quickly slashed the knife at him, making a small, thin cut along a part of his left foreleg. She did the same on his right, only the cut was deeper. She made a few cuts along each of his forelegs. Cheese didn’t react, since he used to cut himself in the same places, it didn’t bother him too much.

Celestia moved down to his back legs, making really deep cuts all the way down his legs. Cheese flinched and his eyes started watering slightly. Cheese willed himself not to cry, not to give the sadistic princess the pleasure she desired.

The princess grew angry and began slashing at him harder, the blood coming out of him actually splashing onto the princess and the knife and the floor. The blood from his forelegs was slowly dripping down onto the floor.

Once Celestia was satisfied with how much blood was coming out of her victim, she stopped slashing his legs. She used her magic to hold the knife a few inches away from Cheese’s stomach area and then she thrusted it into him as hard as she could. Cheese’s eyes went wide and he coughed up a large amount of blood.

Celestia twisted the blade around inside his body. Cheese groaned, trying his hardest to keep from screaming. “What was it you and your little wife always did to your victims?” She asked him sarcastically as she continued twisting the knife around inside him, more blood spilling out. “Oh, that’s right, you always cut off their cutie marks, didn’t you?” She asked.

She pulled the knife out of Cheese and he coughed a few more times, blood splattering onto the floor. She moved the knife to Cheese’s left flank and carved a sloppy circle around his cutie mark. Cheese hardly felt it, he was still focussing on the pain in his torso, watching the blood continue to pour out of him.

Princess Celestia cut off his cutie mark and, since she didn’t really care about it, she threw it onto  the floor. She did the same with the other one once she had cut it off. By the time Cheese had been stripped of his cutie marks, the wound in his stomach had almost stopped bleeding.

Celestia stared at him angrily, she thought for a moment about cutting his ears off, but then she realized she wanted him to hear what she had to say, and she wanted him to hear his own screams as they echoed off the walls of the torture room. She used the knife to cut open the flesh on his chest, opening it up to his organs.

Cheese gasped and shut his eyes tight as the cold, polluted air stung all his revealed flesh. Before Celestia did anything to his organs or otherwise, she levitated a small salt shaker towards them. She shook the salt shaker over Cheese’s legs.

Cheese tried his hardest not to scream and give in to what she wanted; but he couldn’t help himself and he screamed, his shrill, pain infested screamed echoed off the stone walls of the cellar of the castle. Celestia smiled and she continued to shake the salt over his wounds. Cheese screamed and screamed until the salt didn’t hurt any longer.

Celestia became upset that she was no longer giving him an overwhelming amount of pain.  She shook the salt over his bare flanks and he screamed again, tears pouring out of his eyes. The salt in the tears stung as they fell down his body and into the open wounds on his chest. Cheese was breathing hard and panting, his vision was beginning to get blurry and before he knew what was happening, he passed out, and he never woke up.

Celestia knew she would never use this torture room again, so she didn’t bother with cleaning up the body. She kicked his check cavity, crack several bones and splattering many organs. That kick would have definitely killed him if he hadn’t already been dead. She left the castle, still covered in Cheese’s blood. She left the castle and stopped by a nearby stream to wash off all the blood before she flew back to the castle.

When she finally made it back, her younger sister was waiting for her. “How did it go, sister?” Luna asked her when she arrived.

“It went just fine.” Celestia said. “I think I’ll be going to sleep now.” She made her way to her room and laid down in her bed. She drifted off to sleep, waiting for luna to wake her when morning came the next day.

* * *

In Cloudsdale, Rainbow Dash and Soarin were talking to each other in their house. They had gotten married just two weeks earlier. Soarin had been telling Rainbow that he wanted to have foals, but Rainbow didn’t want foals because it might destroy her chances to make it into the wonderbolts.

“Dashie,” Soarin said sweetly. “Do you want foals at all?” He asked.

Dash sighed. “I guess I do, I just don’t….” She sighed again.

“Dashie, maybe we could adopt.” This caught her attention. She turned to Soarin with tears in her eyes.

“Oh, Soarin, that’s a wonderful idea.” She said, wrapping her arms around him. Soarin smiled and hugged her back. “Let’s go now.” She said, breaking the hug and spreading her wings.

“Now?” Soarin asked.

“Yeah, I know an orphanage in Canterlot we can look at. Let’s go now, Soarin. I really do want a foal or two.” Rainbow said, staring at him with puppy dog eyes.

Soarin sighed. “Alright, let’s go now.” He said. He spread his wings and he and Rainbow Dash left her house in the clouds and flew down to Canterlot.

“Oh, Soarin, I’m so excited!” Rainbow Dash squealed almost like a filly. Soarin smiled and wrapped his wing around her as they walked down the street. She scooted closer to him and they continued walking to the nearby orphanage.

They walked inside and looked around at all the adorable little foals. Rainbow Dash had her eyes on two tiny twin foals with brown and pink colors. They reminded her of Pinkie Pie and Cheese. “Soarin.” She said, tears forming in her eyes once again.

“What is it Dashie?” Soarin asked, placing his hoof on her shoulder and removing his wing.

“We need to get those two.” She said, pointing her hoof at the two brown and pink twin foals. Soarin looked at them for a moment and then back at Rainbow.

Soarin wanted to ask why, but when he saw the tears in her eyes, he knew that there was a reason, and he didn’t need to know what the reason was at that moment. “Alright.” He said.

Rainbow Dash and Soarin left to go talk to the mare who ran the orphanage. They told her which foals they wanted and she asked them a bunch of questions from a survey. Once she was sure that they would be responsible parents, she granted them permission to adopt the two foals, as long as they got a house that wasn’t in the sky or in the clouds at all. They agreed, and said they would come back for the foals in a few days.

Soarin and Rainbow Dash left Canterlot and flew back to Cloudsdale. “Soarin,” Rainbow Dash started.

“Yeah, Dashie?” He said back to her.

“How are we going to get a house in Ponyville?” She asked.

Soarin laughed slightly. “I have a little house in Ponyville we can live in until we can get a bigger one. Don’t worry. We can move their and then go back and get the twins. How does that sound?”

Rainbow Dash smiled at Soarin and they left to start packing. The next day they left Cloudsdale and went to Soarin’s house in Ponyville. They set up the things they had brought from Rainbow’s house. After getting settled, they went to bed, and then the next day they left back to Canterlot to get the foals.

They flew Chocolate Rain and Skittles back to Ponyville with them. “Soarin, they’re so cute!” Rainbow Dash cooed, holding Chocolate Rain and hugging him. Soarin was holding Skittles and being very careful with him. Rainbow Dash and Soarin were both very loving parents and their adopted foals would love them when they grew up, even though they weren’t their real children.