Grilled

"Well Pinkie, it's nearly time to meet your fate",said Cheese Sandwich.

Pinkie was shattered. She didn't care anymore. There was nothing's left to loose. Why? She thought. Was he always this way? Pinkie pie was past caring now.

Cheese walked over to the few tools he had left and picked out a peeler.

"Hey Pinkie",he said

Pinkie looked up.

Before she could say anything, the peeler dug into her skin and ripped of skin of her legs. Then her right arm.

"Ahhhhhhh! Pinkie screamed. Nooooo!"

She began to cry again

Cheese sandwich began pulling out all of her organs, one by one. Her kidney. Liver. Lungs.

Then her eyes widened as Cheese crouched down at her. Reaching. Reaching for her heart.

And then. It stopped. She was gone.

Cheese grabbed a large knife and chopped her in half. "Ah, I wish I could have had more fun with you Pinkie, but it's sad we had a time limit." Cheese said, evilly.

He lifted both parts of her up lay her on a worktop. Then he cut her up her insides into hundreds of little pieces, blood squirting on his face as he did so. Then, he put all the pieces into a large bowl and mixed normal bread ingredients into the bowl as well and mixed them up. After that he walked up the few steps and baked it.

After hours of baking, finally he had his grilled, baked bread for his sandwiches. One with a slight touch of rainbow and the other with a shade of pink.