Chapter Six: My sweet revenge will be yours, it's in the bakeing.

“Soooo, whatcha doing?” Pinkie asked Muffin from the kitchen table. The two were sitting in Muffin’s kitchen. Muffin, who was currently limping towards her oven, open it up and pull out a pan of fresh cupcakes . Ever since Rarity and Apple Jack little misadventure the whole town had to have a “buddy” to make sure that another pony doesn’t fall into the Puzzler hoof. (Not to point out the irony that two got taken but this was the same committee that suggested to NOT interview the animals after they found the culprit…again.) The pairs where drawn out randomly and that how Muffin ended up with Pinkie.

Why she was limping was because she was mauled again by the animals and was taking pain pills. But when life open a door, you should take it. The fact that Pinkie Pie was chosen to be her buddy means she can get her revenge. At the moment, Muffin was making a batch of cupcakes that was filled with sleeping potion.

“Oh, I’m just making some special cupcakes just for you.” Muffin said, sliding a cupcake over to her. “Here, have a bite.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Pinkie said and threw the whole cupcake into her mouth. Muffin smiled, knowing she just inhaled about ten times the amount needed to knock her out. Pinkie swallow loudly and put a hoof out. “Can I have another one?” Muffin had a look of confusion as she past another cupcake and watch as she wolf it down. Muffin pick up a muffin and sniff it carefully. She could smell the potion.

“How is she not knock out!?!” Muffin thought as she’d watch Pinkie wolf down the rest of them. “Excuse me.” Muffin said and walk out of the kitchen. Pinkie kept on eating and wasn’t really paying attention when Muffin came up from behind and whack her in the back of the head. Pinkie collapse onto the table and started snoring. Muffin was standing over her body with a gnome pony statue.

“Why didn’t I just do that from the beginning?” Muffin asked herself.

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Pinkie woke up feeling dizzy and her head throbbing. She look to see that she was still in Muffin’s kitchen but form what it felt like, she was tied to the table and the sound of boiling water. She lifted her head up and saw the counter full with knives, pots, pans and several jars of spices. She heard a door open and look to see a pony in a beat up cloak with a mess up mask who was also wearing a chef hat.

“Welcome to your doom, Pinkie…” The pony started but was quickly cut off.

“Hey, Muffin!” Pinkie shouted.

“How did you know… I’m mean, I’m not Muffin.” She said quickly, hoping that the voice changing potion didn’t fade off.

“Come on, Muffin. We’re in your kitchen.” Pinkie said. Muffin tore off the mask and threw it across the room.

“Okay, fine. But this is still your doom,” Muffin said. She walk over to the counter and started picking up a knife.

“Ohhh, you were the one playing this game?” Pinkie said in excitement. Muffin stab the knife into the counter.

“What game?” Muffin said in a growl.

“You know, kidnap a pony and fail at doing anything scary.” Pinkie said. The sound of Muffin’s teeth grinding was starting to get very loud.

“What are you talking about?” Muffin growled through her teeth. “It wasn’t a game, I was trying to kill them.”

“Really? Because from what I heard, you got knock out by your own cauldron. Fell down a well. Got attacked by a herd of animals twice. And had to burn down a family cabin.” Pinkie said, listing off what has happen.

“How did you know about the cabin?” Muffin asked.

“I sold you the fire insurance for it five month ago when I was an insurance sales pony. I had to quit because I sold too much insurance to place that will never catch fire.” Pinkie ramble. “So, what do you plan to do to me?” Muffin pull out a long knife and hold it in the air.

“I’m going to make muffins out of your flesh.” Muffin said, flipping the knife in her hoof.

“That is the stupidest idea I ever heard.” Pinkie said, with an oddly straight face

“You sold fire insurance to Twilight!!!” Muffin shouted, slamming the knife down. “She live in a stone castle! Stone doesn’t burn!”

“But I did get her up to code.” Pinkie pointed out. “But the problem with your plan is meat is a horrible way to make sweets. I tried it one and the Apple family never forgave me for the food poisoning.”

“I wasn’t planning on eating it.” Muffin said. “I was going for more of a trophy vibe.”

“Well, then you should make them cupcake. Every pony knows that cupcakes are better.” Pinkie said. Muffin was stunned for a second, then she drop the knife back on the counter and pull out a large mallet.

“Alright, you die now.” Muffin said and raised the mallet above her head.

“Got to catch me first.” Pinkie said and slip out of the ropes that were holding her down. She shot off the table, causing Muffin to slam the mallet down on the table with enough force that it punched a hole right into the table.

“How did you get out of the ropes!?!” Muffin shouted as Pinkie flip through the air and landed on top of the refrigerator in the corner.

“Why do ponies keep questioning how I do things?” Pinkie asked. Muffin let out a huge roar of angry and charged blindly. She didn’t notice that when Pinkie had jump from the table to the fridge, she caused some items on the counter to fall off. One of the items was a rolling pin. So, in Muffin mad dash, she step on it and was shot across the kitchen.
Pinkie watch as Muffin was going around in circles in the kitchen as she tried to stay balance. This continue until Muffin finally slip off and was shot right into oven. The force of the impact cause the oven door to swing shut. There was a slight ding as the knobs spin to FULL HEAT. Pinkie pull out a cooking timer and set the timer to five minutes. She place it on the counter while jumping off the fridge. After opening a drawer full knives and forks, she heard a slight ding from the timer. Pinkie turn just in time to see Muffin burst out of the oven with her tail on fire.
“I’m on fire!!!” Muffin scream as she ran around in circles.
“Well, you were in the oven for five minutes.” Pinkie said in a matter fact way, walking to a closet to gather more supplies. Muffin had jump into the sink to put out the fire and let out a sigh of relief. She look over to see Pinkie Pie in front of her closet and with a roar of rage, jump right at her. Pinkie choose at that moment to duck, causing Muffin to crash. Pinkie slam the door shut and after putting down a broom she had gotten out, backflipping to sit on the fridge again. She miss her mark and hit the tray of knives. She hit it with enough force to send them flying through the air, right for the closet.
“That dose it!” Muffin shouted, kicking the door open. “I got you now Pinkie AHHH!!!” Muffin scream as she saw several blades flying right at her. She saw a cooking sheet on the floor and used it to block the flying cutlery. The blades landed with enough force and spell out Pie on the sheet.
“Hey, it finish your sentence.” Pinkie said with a giggle. “How you do that?” Pinkie started rolling on the ground laughing.
“This isn’t funny!!!” Muffin shouted, throwing the sheet down in angry “I’m trying to kill you.” Pinkie stop laughing and stood up.
“You mean, it not a game?” Pinkie said, looking a little confuse.
“Of course it not a game!!!” Muffin said, picking up the mallet the she drop when she fell into the oven. “Now, why don’t you just stay still and die!!!” She jump right at Pinkie with the mallet raised over her head. With a powerful swing, she brought it down on Pinkie’s head with a loud crack.
“Finally!” Muffin thought. “I did it! I actually got one of them and…why is there blood?” Muffin realized that Pinkie was still standing. She did hear a crack and at first thought it was Pinkie’s skull, until she notice that the mallet was starting to break apart. The mallet shatter into pieces and Muffin saw something that chill her to the bone, the look on Pinkie’s face. Her eyes were burning fire balls and her face was twisted in rage.
“You’ve been trying to hurt my friends!!!” Pinkie roared, causing Muffin to stumble backward. “You shall pay!!!” Muffin raised her front hooves in a pleading motion.
“Look Pinkie.” Muffin said, clearly scared by this crazed Pinkie. “Maybe we should all calm down? I mean, maybe we should sit down and have a nice…” This is as far as Muffin got far before Pinkie uppercut her with all her force. Muffin went flying through her ceiling, leaving a perfect imprint of her body in the wood. She shot into the air until she disappeared. Pinkie was breathing out quickly and suddenly shook her head.
“What happen? All I remember was eating some cupcakes. Ah well, couldn’t be that important.” Pinkie said and started to bounce away while humming.

(Meanwhile, in a town that was once Our Town.)

“Finally.” Double Diamond said, as a train pull into their new stop, hauling carts of item the town had order. “With this much fireworks, oil and helium tanks, the celebration of our new gated community will be huge success.” He trot over to see a pony in brown overalls pull out a clip board.

“Alright, we didn’t have any helium so we replace it with hydrogen. I hope that alright.” The delivery pony asked, a pen in his mouth.

“I don’t see any problem with…” Double Diamond started to respond but was cut off by a whistling noise. He look to see a pegasi coming down from the sky with enough speed to be fire ball. “OH Buck me.” Was the last thing Double Diamond said before she made contact.