Pinkamena and Cheese Sandwich

“So, we’re getting started now, are we?” Rarity asked, as she watched Pinkie walk up to her with the large knife, assuming she was about to cut off her cutie mark. Like she had explained in her heart-warming story when she had first been captured and tied up down in the basement of Sugarcube Corner.

    “We won’t be starting anything. We have decided to kill you quickly because we do not like you.”  Pinkie said, a scowl on her face. Rarity frowned and looked behind Pinkie at Cheese and he nodded.

    “Oh, damn it all…” Rarity said, disappointed.

    Pinkie and Cheese laughed like the insane serial killer maniacs they were. They enjoyed it when Rarity got upset or mad. Then Pinkie walked up to her left flank. “Enjoy this as much as you can, it’s the only pain you’re going to get.”

    “Ok, I will.” Rarity looked down at where Pinkie had her knife, Barry, pressed against her delicate white fur. She seemed absolutely giddy at the thought of getting cut open by somepony else.

    Pinkie slowly pressed the sharp blade into Rarity’s flank and cut a circle around her cutie mark. Rarity moaned loudly and stared up at the ceiling, her eyes glazed over from the pleasure she was feeling. Pinkie hated that Rarity enjoyed what was she was doing to her.

“Oh, I wish I could just stab Barry into her to make her stop moaning. I wish she hated pain. I wish she would scream and cry like everypony else before her. It would be great if she were hemophobic, then she’d be screaming so much, and she’d be in so much pain and displeasure. This slutty, horny, snobbish, bitch doesn’t deserve the pleasure she’s feeling right now.” Pinkie thought angrily as she sliced through Rarity’s skin and fur. "I've decided that I hate masochists. This just isn't fair."

    Pinkie pulled away the slab of flesh from Rarity’s flank and handed it to Cheese. Fresh blood ran down her leg, both Pinkie and Rarity ignored it. Cheese set Rarity's cutie mark on the table upside down so it could dry, and Pinkie moved on to Rarity’s other flank. She did the same and Rarity’s moans grew increasingly quieter as Pinkie worked, which she was very grateful for. She finished cutting out Rarity’s opposite cutie mark and set it upside down on the table next to her first cutie mark. She put Barry back in his usual drawer to be cleaned later.

    “Should we tell her?” Pinkie asked Cheese while Rarity was still relishing in the pleasure.

    “Tell her what?” Cheese asked, genuinely confused.

    "You know," Pinkie whispered and touched her tummy gently with her hoof.

    “Oh!” Cheese shouted, snapping Rarity back to reality. “Since she’s about to die anyway, why not?”

    “What?” Rarity asked, unaware of the conversation Pinkie and Cheese had just had, and ignoring the crimson blood running down her legs and dripping off her hooves onto the floor.

    “Well you see….” Pinkie started. She averted her eyes from Rarity's and blushed slightly.

    “You’ve always been into mares and my moaning has turned you on?” Rarity asked smiling devilishly.

    “Hell no!” Pinkie shrieked. “Damn it, she’s so fucking full of herself. Maybe she worships Discord instead of Princess Celestia like everypony else. Well, everypony else besides me and Cheese of course, and any other serial killers that happen to live in Equestira. But, really, why did she even have to say that? I think I’m going to throw up now, that’s just…. No. I should have just snapped her neck when I had the chance.” "You are like waaaaaaayyyy off!"

    “Well, sorry dear, but you were blushing and you mislead me.” Rarity said, with a hint of laughter in her voice.

    Pinkie shuddered, “You know what? Never mind. You don’t deserve to know.”

    “Oh, I’m so sorry darling. Wait, please tell me.” Rarity begged, tugging on her restraints slightly, as though trying to chase after her.

    “No. And don’t you ever call me….. darling. Ever.” Pinkie hissed through gritted teeth, repulsed.

    Rarity sighed, “Oh, alright. So, are you going to kill me now, or what?”

    “Great idea.” Cheese cut in, excited to see the mare he hated more than anything in all of Equestria die.

    “Cheese,” Pinkie said. “Would you like to do the honors?”

    “Gladly…” Cheese said darkly as he inched towards Rarity.

    Cheese stood on his hind legs and placed his front hooves on Rarity’s neck. Rarity smiled at him and Cheese snarled. He quickly snapped her neck and went back down on all fours. He trotted back over to Pinkie, smiling, “I've always wanted to do that.”

    Pinkie went to untie Rarity’s body and while she was distracted, Cheese removed Barry from his usual spot and unwrapped the bandages around the handle and put something inside the wrapping and wrapped it back up, the unknown item leaving a large bulge in the wrapping. He placed Barry in the scalpel drawer. Then he hurried to help Pinkie untie Rarity and dispose of her body.

    They collected all of her organs in a metal bucket, to be used to make cupcakes later.  Even though Rarity would probably make awful tasting cupcakes, they couldn't waste precious ingredients. Spike would probably eat them, since he was sooooo in love with Rarity, Celestia knows why. They burned her fur, skin, mane and tail. Once Rarity’s body was devoid of all flesh, Pinkie and Cheese separated the bones. Pinkie placed Rarity’s skull on the shelf along with all the other skulls of her many victims. She stood back for a minute and admired it. There were skulls of all shapes and sizes, and they were painted all different colors. She spent an extra long time staring at her prized possession, Gilda the griffin's skull. Gilda. Gilda had been her very first victim in Ponyville.

"I wonder what it would have been like if I had killed Rarity first and if I never killed Gilda." Pinkie said quietly to herself.

    Cheese walked up to Pinkie, having not heard what she said, and stood next to her, admiring her work. “Don’t you think you should go clean up that knife you used on Rarity earlier? Since it was the only weapon we used on her, it might be a good idea to go ahead and clean it up now” Cheese said.

    “Yeah, I’ll go do that now. Thanks for reminding me.” Pinkie smiled at Cheese and she walked over to the drawer she usually kept Barry in, she opened it, but Barry wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

    “Cheese?” She called.

    “Yes?” He answered.

    “Have you seen Barry anywhere? I could have sworn I put him in this drawer earlier.”

    “B-Barry? Who’s Barry?” Cheese knew that knife was her favorite, but he never knew she had named it. He was confused and thought she was talking about a pony, or perhaps some other creature possible for ponies to mate with, like a griffin or something. Although it should have been completely obvious she wasn’t talking about a pony, or any other creature since she literally just said that she was going to go clean a knife.

    Pinkie sighed, “Barry. He’s my favorite knife. We’ve been over this.”

    “Oh, right. Barry….” Cheese said, embarrassed. “Have you checked ummmm.......... I don't know, try the scalpel drawer.” He suggested.

    "Ok, but I don’t know why he would be in there, but I’ll do that now, thanks.” Pinkie walked over to the scalpel drawer and opened it. The first thing she saw was Barry, sitting on top. “Barry? What were you doing in here?” She asked him. But, of course, he didn’t answer, because Barry was just a knife.

The blood from Barry’s blade was dripping onto a few of the scalpels beneath him. Pinkie picked up Barry in one hoof, and she was about to pick up the bloody scalpels when she realized that something was off.

    She stared at the handle of her favorite knife and noticed that the bandages around it were slightly different from the way they had been wrapped earlier. And there was a large bulge in the wrapping. It made one side much bigger than the other. This bothered her, so she attempted to take the bandages off to remove whatever was making the bulge.

    Cheese walked over to her, wondering what was taking her so long to get a knife, and he saw her struggling to remove the bandages. “Do you need some help with that?” He asked.

    “Yeah, could you unwrap this and remove whatever that thing is?” she handed the knife to Cheese and pointed to the bulge with her hoof.

    He unwrapped the bandages easily and held the bulge in his hoof at an angle where Pinkie couldn’t see what it was. He handed Barry back to her and she happily took him, fixing the wrapping.

    “What was the bulge?” She asked nonchalantly, while trying to adjust the wrapping some more to make it absolutely perfect.

    Cheese knelt down and looked up at Pinkie. He held out his hoof and in his hoof was a ring. Pinkie gasped and her mane lost it’s dreary demeanor and poofed up into wild, pink, bouncy curls. “Pinkamena Diane Pie, will you do me the honor of marrying me?” Cheese asked.

    Pinkie’s eyes watered up, and she said, “Oh Cheese, of course I will. I love you so much. Almost more than I love frosting. And you know how much I love frosting.” Cheese laughed and stood up. And, before Pinkie could go into a trance and start drooling over frosting, Cheese leaned in and kissed her.[/size]