Pinkamena And The Two Love Birds

Two ponies, a colt and a mare, entered Sugarcube Corner and sat down at a table.

"What's up?" asked Pinkamena, walking over to greet them.

"N-nothing much." stammered Star.

"Something wrong?" asked Pinkamena

"What?" asked Star Scribe.

"Nothing."

Pinkamena looked at the two ponies and smiled.

"How about a doughnut?" she asked.

"Sure." said Thunder

"I-uh..." hesitated Scribe. "Sure."

Pinkamena headed into the back room of Sugarcube Corner and returned with two doughnuts. She placed them on the table.

"Enjoy." the pink mare said with a smile.

"Th-thanks." said Star.

Thunder nodded. "Thank you."

The two bite into their doughnut. Suddenly the two black out,

Star Scribe wakes up in a basement.

"What the--"

"You're awake!" said Pinkamena, standing in front of Scribe

"Pinkie, where am I? Where's Thunder?!"

"Over there." said the pink mare, pointing

Star Scribe looks and sees Thunder strapped to a chair, just like he is.

"Why is she tied up?!"

Looks at own ropes and gulps.

"Why not?" asked Pinkamena, letting out a giggle.

"Why am I tied up?!!" Star Scribe asked, looking around room. "Oh, dear princess!"

"Because..." said Pinkamena, holding up a knife. "You wouldn't let me do this if you weren't restrained."

"P-P-Pinkie. Put that down!"

"Put it down? But, why?"

"P-please... don't hurt us!"

Pinkamena circles around behind Scribe.

"Don't hurt you? Where's the fun in that?"

"Pinkie, s-stop playing! It's not funny!"

"Play?" She held the knife at Scribe's throat. "Who's playing?"

Star Scribe gulped in fear."P-please.."

He began to cry as Pinkamena dragged the knife across his neck. It wasn't enough to cut the skin, though.

"But I do like to play." said Pinkamena.

Star Scribe pants in fear.

"Is that fear I hear?" she asked, letting out a blood-curdling laugh.

"Pinkie, you're not like this! Please, stop!"

She quickly circled around in front of Star.

"STOP CALLING ME PINKIE! It's Pinkamena now!"

"Okay! Okay! Pinkamena!"

"That weak mare died long ago."

Pinkamena smiled cheerfully.

"P-please.... Pinkamena. Just... Just don't hurt her. Do what you want with me... but not her."

"Who?" asked Pinkamena, trotting over to Thunder. "Her?"

Star Scribe gulped. "Yes."

Pinkamena stood next to Thunder. "Wakey wakey."

"H-huh?" asked Thunder.

"Thunder!" Star called out.

"What... Where..." Thunder stammered.

"Now that the two of you are awake," said Pinkamena. "we can begin."

"Oh, please, no..." pleaded Star.

Pinkamena let out a laugh. "Don't wanna play? I spent a long time on this game."

"Please, just let her go! Leave me here, but let her GO!"

"Do you love her?"

"I-I-uh--" stammered Star.

"Well? Do you?"

Star Scribe looked into Thunder's eyes and Thunder looks back.

"Yes." Star finally said.

Pinkamena grinned. "Let's test that love, shall we?"

"NO!" yelled Star. "Pinkie, PLEASE!"

Pinkamena Ignored him and stood behind Thunder.

"What's going on?" asked Thunder.

"LEAVE HER ALONE! PLEASE, CELESTIA!"

"CELESTIA CAN'T HELP YOU!!!" yelled Pinkamena. "DOWN HERE... I'M GOD!!!!"

"No, stop!" yelled Star.

Pinkamena leaned forward so that her head was next to Thunder's. "Are you saying you don't want to play?"

"Stop!"

"So, what's it gonna be, Star?" asked Pinkamena. "Gonna play?"

"STOP!"

Pinkamena licked Thunder's ear. "You game, Star?"

"i'll do anything! Just... please, stop! I'll play your game! Just dont do this!!!"

Thunder let out a scream.

"Perfect." said Pinkamena with a smile. "Ready for the rules?"

Star hesitated. "S-sure."