Purple Flames

"Next patient!" The mare yelled, as she rang a lunch bell. As she finished her sentence, she turned around to see one of Ponyville's most famous criminals in front of her.

"Hello, Miss." The pink pony smirked, holding out her lunch tray. "I suppose I'll have the usual." Her name was Pinkamena, or Pinkie Pie. Nopony really knew how she appeared. She wasn't the Pinkie from their world, she still existed. This one just...appeared one day and started baking her 'special' cupcakes. The cafeteria pony had actually had one once, before the secret ingredient was found. It might have sounded weird, but they actually tasted nice for the contents they had inside them.

"Thank you. Next patient!" She called, as Pinkamena walked down to sit next to Screw Loose, who was playing fetch with herself.

As she served lunch to the next pony, she turned to see a white pony walking through the double doors that led to the hallway. It was her friend, Nurse RedHeart.

"Hello, RedHeart." She smiled as the nurse walked up to her. As she got closer, the cafeteria pony realized her friends face was holding a grim expression. "What wrong?" The pony pulled her aside, as all the ponies in line sighed.

" Caf- uh-- Ms. Serenity-- That new patient is acting up again. He's......'playing' with his food."

Ms. Serenity, the cafeteria pony sighed, following her friend. "The usual?"

"The usual." Redheart said, walking over to the table where the new patient was sitting.

The new patient was more 'special' than the rest. He had to sit in a closed off area from the other patients, although he somehow got out.

"Hello, patient E-014, are you enjoying your food?" Serenity asked, softening her voice.

"Don't speak to her like that." He responded. "We're busy." Serenity and Redheart exchanged worried glances as the heard the patients reply.

"Listen....." Redheart said, picking up the knife in his hand. "We don't want to see you doing this again, right?"

"But.....I haven't even started blee-"

"Listen." Ms. Serenity. "It's not good for your health. And there's no such thing as.....that voice."

The man growled, standing out of his chair. "You're going to regret all of this."

Redheart sighed. "Yes, we all know. Just go back to your cell."

As the man walked away, the two looked at each other. "That kid isn't right."