Pinkie's Disappearance

"Please sir, before you lock me up to die, can I play my last few games?" Pinkie asked the stranger, who's name was Bob. "Why? Isn't it better to get it over with?" Bob asked Pinkie in his low creepy voice. He just wanted to kill her so he can hunt down the rainbow pony and kidnap her. Who cares about the rainbow pony? She probably already got away anyway... he said to himself. "No, I want to do what I love to do the most right before I die. THROW A PARTY!" Pinkie exclaimed. "So please sir, can I throw a 'Pinkie's Goodbye' party? It will have many games and cake and punch! Decorations and more games!" Pinkie screamed. "OK SHUT UP FINE!!!" Bob yelled, he wanted all of this to get over with.

Pinkie did what she said she'd do. She threw a party. And there was games, cake, punch, and decorations and more games. The only people there were her and Bob. "Okay, let's play pin the tail on the pony!" Pinkie exclaimed. Bo and Pinkie played and played and played. They are cake, and drank punch, and made crafts. They played more games, drank more punch, admired decorations, danced to music, ate more cake and they had the time of their lives. It would never end. And you may think that Pinkie was just being Pinkie, throwing a party, being silly, throwing cake in her face, getting messy. But she was just buying time. She knew for sure that her friends were looking for her in Pompton. She knew that if she kept distracting Bob, she would be saved and won't get killed. Pinkie is smarter than you think, she likes to think outside the box.