The legend goes like this. Once apon a time in ponyville, there was a pony by the name of pinkamena. She preferred to be called pinkie pie. Every single pony, mare and stallion, LOVED her cupcakes. But nobody knew what made them taste so good. And every once and a while there would be blood on her cheek.
"It's just Ketchup!!",pinkie would say," I just ate lunch!!"
One day twilight sparkle trotted up to SugarCube Corner, blissfully fantasising about the dozens of delicious cupcakes that would await her when she arrived.
"Pinkie? Where are you? I would LOVE to try your new cupcake flavor!"
There was no response. Twilight decided to check the kitchen, where her friend was most likely baking a new cupcake recipe for Ponyville to try. Nope. She checked pinkies bedroom. Nothing. Suddenly she heard an earpeircing shreek come from the basement. She knows that pinkie doesn't like ponies going down there, but she had to find out who the scream came from. She slowly walked down the musty basement staircase leading to the basement. When she reached the bottom, she saw Pinkie, covered in blood and cutting off their friend fluttershies wing.
"Oh, hi twi!!! I was just making your cupcake when I ran outta my main ingredient.",pinkie said
"I'm gonna go..." Twilight said trying not to scream.
