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                Tales of The Poison Sweets                 
                      -by MoonDiary-                       
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          Introduction "And Begans her Thoughts"           
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Introduction "And Begans her Thoughts"
This.... Is a life I choose to follow.
I loved my mother... I still do. I'd wish she was here to see how I grew into a shadow of her love.
Although,  I know I am not my mother "Pinkamena Diane Pie". I have made a whole new name for myself not only in ponyville, but All. Around. Equesrtia.
The name "Poison Sweets" brings fear to the rotten ponies who enjoys to harm so many who brings good.
Ever since my very first kill as a philly, I never thought I get this far. Nor did I ever had a thought that this would be my life. Ever since those rotton colts and Phillies dropped an hot iron on my flank, bullied me, tormented me, and destroyed my cupcakes from my mothers recipe, my loving heart turned Sharpe as rock candy.
I thought it changed when I moved to ponyville, and live a life of cheer at the sugar cube corner with
Mrs.Cake, Pumpkin and Pound Cake. Until a group of Rotten Rich Family came and demanded Bits from the shop. The pain and tears I've seen mrs. Cake go through was unbearable, and I knew how it felt.
To my mind, Those Rotten ponies had what was coming to them.
The Husband and Father Stallion, I cut him up and fed him to his rotton family as cupcakes.
The Wife and Mother Mare, that ungreatful hag was having an affair with her husband. And I poisoned her and her spoiled Phillies after wrecking sugar cube corner.
The Stallion who was part of the affair, he was knocked out after eating my yummy sweets that puts anypony to sleep. He was left unconscious by that Rotton Mare, and was sent to the dungeons for murder.
At first, I didn't want to add him into this. That is till I saw him touching little Phillies in an unappropriated way.. So he had to go.
As... For the teen Colt..... Well he"s ok..... He seems abit fresh.. Not rotten..... So I let him go.
Years have gone by since then, my work is still at large and it will continue. Well, my mothers work. I learned more of it, drawing the numbers of each pony in ponyville, manehatten, cantorlot,Phillydelphia
And it seems I no longer make the rules. However, I've been getting ponies who are rotten, some are fresh, in other words, good ponies. Good ponies who know rotten ponies. So I bake them and send a warning "Please be sweet from now on. Love poison"
And if that pony is still rotten, I'll bake them too.
Equestria to this day still is unaware of this sweet killer,  maybe to everypony I'm a hero..... Or a devil.
Either way, I won't stop. My goal is not reached yet, for there is more work to be done.
And so I pull out a number, and began my baking for my next batch of cupcakes from a pony.
Rather they be a Stallion, a Mare, a colt or a philly.
They will become.... The Sweetest thing.