Pinkie Dies (Like my writers block)

"Time is something present in all."

I like men

"We're here for something, you make the call."

I also like women

"There is no truth that you can retain, now press deez buttons and make me insane!"

But I am not Bi-Sexual

Hitler and Stalin were both trying to figure out how to use the public payphone before the scary man that was chasing them caught up. Hitler was 100% sure that the person chasing them was Anne Frank's dad, so he had his portable gas canister at the ready, and as Stalin began to dial some more random numbers he pulled the gas canister from his SS jacket and placed it on the ground next to a jar of Coleman's English Mustard.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Stalin stared at Hitler tapping the can against the glass jar, confused.

"Trying to craft Mustard Gas." Hitler replied nonchalantly, and continued kneeling and tapping.

"You like to tap that don't ya?"

"Shut your communist Russian mouth, you fat cunt!" Hitler exploded, angry that Stalin had guessed his Fetish for gas. He threw a small penny at him that he pulled from his chest pocket.

"Haha!" Stalin bellowed, before letting go of the phone and walking to Adolf's side. "You just got triggered."

Triggered like a remainer who can't accept that the UK is leaving the EU

A black cloaked figure stepped fourth out from behind the phone-box located next to a large forest, causing Hitler to piss his pants and dash behind Stalin, who was fat enough to hide him completely. Unfortunately for the pair of heroic men it seemed to have four legs.

"Israel has created a super-Jew!" Hitler shrieked and flailed his arms.

"Shut up, Hitler." Stalin snapped, approaching the hooded creature with curiosity, he lifted the hood and saw a huge smile which made him angry because it was bigger than the Soviet Union. "THE FUCC IS THIS?!"

"hI! i'M pINKIE pIE! aND i HAVE SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG WITH ME!!!"

"Why the fuck is it shouting?" Hitler hissed, covering his ears and eyes to block himself from the spectrum of pure autism that he found before him.

"It's one of the little sluts that inherit this world." Stalin droned. "We need to find Donald Trump, Darth Vader, Jihadi John and the crew before we alter time and space."

"dO YOU TWO WEIRD LOOKING MUNK-EIEZ WANT TO PLAY A GAME?"

"Uh, what type of 'game'?" Hitler took his fingers from his ears as he was secretly a little faggot who loved playing Snakes and Ladders in his dead Austrian mothers basement, whilst sucking off all of the Nazi Party.

"iT'S CALLED 'sMILe'!"

"I've got a better idea, uh, Pinkie Pie." Stalin began rummaging through his Hammer & Sickle logo'd manbag.

"yEAH! sHARE! sHARE!" Pinkie then became too excited and began licking her own puss as she sat on Hitler's face, drowning out the screams.

"It's called, 'Die, you stupid irritating, Pink, motherfucking dickhead of a little shitfest which exists to only cause more autistic genes in kids and spread autism and Jew-ism across the Nazi and Soviet Empires'."

"tHAT SOUNDS sOOOOoooooOOOOOoooooOOOOooooooOOOOOooooooo----"

Hitler was now past the point of madness.

"-oooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOo, FUN!"

"It is." Stalin pulled out the small Submachine-Gun from his bag and then grabbed Hitler by his ankle, tossing him to safety. Then he began firing at the horse. And he used every. Single. Bullet...... straight into the eye holes - and it was amazing. The blood went everywhere, including into the mouth of Stalin and Hitler. Hitler finished her off by mustard gassing the corpse to liquid goo, and then they both had a majestic play in her remains like it was fucking "Jelly-Bath."

So yeah, Pinkie Pie died horribly in this chapter (good), but find out how Bi-Light and Rain-BLOW gather up ISIS AND Donald Trump to mount a counter attack next time.

Author's Note

I don't know. Blame days off work.