The Cake's Special Treats (Canceled)by SingingLarkChapters(2) the Beginning(4) Trapped(1) Before the madness(3) Despair%(i)% Boredom(2) the BeginningThe room was surprisingly extremely well lit, the staircase was made of wood that creaked every few steps. Pinkie looked at the walls which looked like it was made of cement. The trapdoor closed which made Pinkie jump. She tripped on the last few steps and hit the floor with a thud. She walked back up to see what she tripped on and what she saw scared her half to death. It was a pony skull of what Pinkie assumed to be an old mare. The filly ran back down the steps only to be greeted by a sleeping pony sitting in a chair. “Hello, sir?” Pinkie asked the stallion. Shaking with fear. She looked around him and saw that he was bound to the chair with a rope that looked like it was restricting blood flow because of how tight it was. The stallion’s eyes flew open and he looked around. He was obviously confused not knowing where he was. His confusion turned to fear as soon as he realized he was tied up. His eyes landed on Pinkie and he started screaming at her. “WHERE AM I, LET ME GO!” he yelled trying not to show his fear. Pinkie looked worried she put a good to her lips to try to tell him to be quiet. “LIKE HELL I'M GOING TO BE QUIET, LET ME GO!” he screamed before quieting himself hearing the trapdoor open. A chuckle came from the top of the stairs alongside a creak every few seconds. Pinkie looked around for a place to hide and found a cart covered in a tablecloth. She ran to the location and hid. “What? Cupcake? Thank Celestia you came here. There was a pink filly that I think kidnapped me.” The stallion said sounding relieved. “Help me get out of here.” Pinkie knew what was happening and tears started to stream down her face. The lady that came down was either going to hurt him... or kill him. “Wait,” the stallion said panic in his voice “Why were you laughing? Carrot? No! Did you two put me in here?” He asked scared. “Carrot hold his head” came the female laughing. She was coming closer to Pinkie’s hiding spot. “Okay, honey bun!” A male voice replied. Cupcake kicked the cart, which made Pinkie Pie screech. “Get out.” Author's Note Next chapter things start to get dark so be warned if you don't like torture, pshycological abuse, and other dark things like that. (4) TrappedPinkie woke up just over two hours later to the sound of a door opening. She opened her eyes and gasped at what she saw. The same room that she thought was only a nightmare. Pinkie looked around and realized she didn't dream of her capture. Pinkie felt her neck and found the chain still wrapped around her. She looked at where the chain was connected and found that the stone extremely well made. Pinkie knew she would choke herself if she tried to pull herself out. "Hi," said a voice from behind her. Pinkie whipped her head around to see who was speaking. She saw Carrot Cake staring back at her, he was smiling. It didn't look malicious, but it didn't look friendly or genuine either. He was holding something wrapped up in a towel. Pinkie sniffed the air and smelled a scent that she had had only smelled once before. She remembered when a neighbor's house caught on fire, and the family couldn't escape, they died there. The same smell of cooked pony from the burning house came from the towel in Carrot Cake arms. Carrot Cake smirked at the look of terror on Pinkie's face. He started unwrapping the towel and he put the contents on the floor. There was a small bowl of veggies and a chunk of meat. Pinkie looked up at Carrot Cake and asked "Is this for... um is this for me?" Carrot nodded as he walked to the chair that the stallion was tied up to. He sat down and waited for the filly to eat. Pinkie pulled the bowl closer to the wall and started to eat. She hadn't eaten since she left the rock farm and so she was very hungry. When she finished the veggies Carrot Cake got up and moved the meat closer to the pink filly. Pinkie was still very hungry since the number of vegetables in the bowl was very small. But she moved as far away from the meat as the chain would let her. "If you take a bite we'll give you more food," said Cupcake who came down while Pinkie was eating. Pinkie said nothing, but she got up and dragged the meat, which was still on the towel to the other end of her chain. "Suit yourself," Cupcake said laying down a large bag. "Eventually you will eat it." Carrot Cake wrapped the meat back up in the towel and started to walk up the stairs. "Wait!" Pinkie yelled, "I need... I need to... I need to use the bathroom!" Cupcake sighed, and she went to the other side of the room. She came back with a 5-gallon bucket that reeked of blood. "Pee in this," she said. Pinkie looked inside and saw that the bucket was almost completely filled with blood. Before she could say anything to Cupcake the trapdoor shut leaving Pinkie once again, trapped by herself. (1) Before the madnessPinkie Pie woke up for the on the rock farm for the last time. She smiled as saw her sisters sleeping in their beds. She sighed and thought happily about how much she would miss this place. Pinkie Pie had decided to leave the farm and head to a city called Ponyville. It was famous for being full of smiles and joy, the perfect place for Pinkie Pie. She left for the train station saying goodbye to her family. Pinkie boarded the train and chose a seat next to a pegasus filly about her age. “Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie!” The pink pony said, smiling wide. “Hi...” the filly said absentmindedly. Her dark red mane falling in her mouth, causing her to cringe and spit it out. She was sketching what appeared to be a dragon-chicken hybrid. “I like your drawing! Can you tell me about it?” Pinkie said hoping to strike up a conversation. The filly’s ears perked up and she looked to see that the pink pony was genuinely interested. “Oh I’m drawing a cockatrice!” she said smiling. Pinkie looked at the filly’s flank and saw a compass with a paintbrush in place of the needle. She grinned and asked her about it. They kept talking until the train stopped at Ponyville. They both got off and went their separate ways. Pinkie looked around pulling her luggage behind her. She walked around town looking at all the buildings. Then she saw a building that looked like it was made of cookies. She walked in and saw no one was in the store. Which confused her because the sign in the front said the store was open. Pinkie’s tongue moved around her mouth, and she looked around knowing that a swirling tongue means something important was hiding. She looked around and found a button hidden in the display case. Is this a button? Pinkie thought Why is it hidden? Then Pinkie had an awfully itchy nose. Her eyes widened and she knew she had to press the button. Her nose only itched when someone was going to get very hurt. She took a deep breath and pressed the button. A trapdoor opened near the cash register. A long staircase led to a brightly lit basement. She looked down and started to descend down the trapdoor's stairs. Author's Note This is my first story so it might not be that good. Feel free to point out mistakes or give constructive criticism. The base used for the cover image is by Butterfly-Bases (3) DespairPinkie stepped out from under the cart looking for an escape route but found none except the stairs which were too far away to reach before getting caught be caught by the stallions captors. “How old are you?” Cupcake said coldly picking up a knife from the top of the cart. “Ten,” Pinkie said nervously. Trying to back away from Cupcake. “Don’t move or else we will kill you,” the Carrot said. “Cupcake, Carrot Cake please don’t hurt me,” the stallion croaked holding back tears. “We’re frien-” His sentence was interrupted by a cut to the jugular from Cupcake. Leaving him choking on his blood and gasping for breath. Pinkie just looked at the stallion, mind numb she didn’t even notice Carrot Cake walking being her and grabbing a knife. “Don’t move and you will stay alive.” He said putting the knife to the filly’s throat. He nodded to his wife who pressed a button hidden as a rock in the wall and walked into the store. She came back about 5 minutes later with a long chain wrapped around her forehoof. She walked to Pinkie Pie who hadn’t moved an inch and wrapped the chain around her neck just a little too tight she linked the chain together leaving almost 5 feet of chain left. Carrot grabbed the end and dragged Pinkie to a wall with a large pole that had a hole in the middle which he fed the chain through. Inside Pinkie saw a smaller pole that Carrot put the chain through. Cupcake pressed a button on the other side of the room which moved the poles to the inside of a hole in the wall. It prevented any ponies chained up to lift the chain over the smaller pole so they could not escape. Pinkie saw the Cakes walking to the stallion and draining him of blood. Then take off all the muscles and organs. The entire process took what Pinkie thought was at least 2 hours. “Carrot you left the store open, I had to close it when I went up,” Cupcake said. “Luckily no one was there though.” “Sorry, I guess the brat was the only one that came today. I’ll remember next time.” Carrot replied giving Cupcake a kiss on the muzzle. They both walked up to the store with many large buckets filled with the stallion’s innards. Cupcake turned off the lights before going up leaving Pinkie in total darkness. She walked around her confined area thinking of how she would get out. She eventually gave up and ended up crying herself to sleep. %(i)% BoredomPinkie sighed and looked in the bag that Cupcake dropped. Inside there was a harmonica, a cymbal, a Rubix Cube, a notebook, a box of pencils, a puzzle, and many books. There was also a bag filled with what appeared to be dried meat. In the very bottom of the bag was a pillow, blanket, and a lantern. Pinkie picked up the lantern and turned it on. She at her chain then around the room, trying to find something within arms teach to cut the chain. The closest thing she found though was a saw that was almost twenty feet away. Let's see, Pinkie thought, Even if I found something to cut the chain how would I get out? Does the door open to from the inside? Wait, yes how else could they get out. Maybe I could over power them when they come down here. Wait, how would I get out without hurting them. Pinkie's eyes widned, she would have to hurt them to get out. She might have to kill them to get out. She shook her head and tried to keep her mind off of that thought. She grabbed the harmonica and started to play. Pinkie didn't know how to play the harmonica but she just wanted to make a noise to drown out the thought of becoming a murderer. She played until her throat ached and her voice was hoarse. Pinkie finally stopped and laid on her back while she watch her mane deflate ever do slightly. Pinkie sat up and realised she needed to pee. She looked at the bucket of blood and cringed. She walked to the bucket and tried to relive herself without touching the blood. Despite Pinkies best efforts a drop of blood landed on Pinkie's leg causing her to panic and tip over the entire bucket. She gagged as somepony else's blood splashed under her feet causing her to fall face first into the blood.
(2) the BeginningThe room was surprisingly extremely well lit, the staircase was made of wood that creaked every few steps. Pinkie looked at the walls which looked like it was made of cement. The trapdoor closed which made Pinkie jump. She tripped on the last few steps and hit the floor with a thud. She walked back up to see what she tripped on and what she saw scared her half to death. It was a pony skull of what Pinkie assumed to be an old mare. The filly ran back down the steps only to be greeted by a sleeping pony sitting in a chair. “Hello, sir?” Pinkie asked the stallion. Shaking with fear. She looked around him and saw that he was bound to the chair with a rope that looked like it was restricting blood flow because of how tight it was. The stallion’s eyes flew open and he looked around. He was obviously confused not knowing where he was. His confusion turned to fear as soon as he realized he was tied up. His eyes landed on Pinkie and he started screaming at her. “WHERE AM I, LET ME GO!” he yelled trying not to show his fear. Pinkie looked worried she put a good to her lips to try to tell him to be quiet. “LIKE HELL I'M GOING TO BE QUIET, LET ME GO!” he screamed before quieting himself hearing the trapdoor open. A chuckle came from the top of the stairs alongside a creak every few seconds. Pinkie looked around for a place to hide and found a cart covered in a tablecloth. She ran to the location and hid. “What? Cupcake? Thank Celestia you came here. There was a pink filly that I think kidnapped me.” The stallion said sounding relieved. “Help me get out of here.” Pinkie knew what was happening and tears started to stream down her face. The lady that came down was either going to hurt him... or kill him. “Wait,” the stallion said panic in his voice “Why were you laughing? Carrot? No! Did you two put me in here?” He asked scared. “Carrot hold his head” came the female laughing. She was coming closer to Pinkie’s hiding spot. “Okay, honey bun!” A male voice replied. Cupcake kicked the cart, which made Pinkie Pie screech. “Get out.” Author's Note Next chapter things start to get dark so be warned if you don't like torture, pshycological abuse, and other dark things like that.
(4) TrappedPinkie woke up just over two hours later to the sound of a door opening. She opened her eyes and gasped at what she saw. The same room that she thought was only a nightmare. Pinkie looked around and realized she didn't dream of her capture. Pinkie felt her neck and found the chain still wrapped around her. She looked at where the chain was connected and found that the stone extremely well made. Pinkie knew she would choke herself if she tried to pull herself out. "Hi," said a voice from behind her. Pinkie whipped her head around to see who was speaking. She saw Carrot Cake staring back at her, he was smiling. It didn't look malicious, but it didn't look friendly or genuine either. He was holding something wrapped up in a towel. Pinkie sniffed the air and smelled a scent that she had had only smelled once before. She remembered when a neighbor's house caught on fire, and the family couldn't escape, they died there. The same smell of cooked pony from the burning house came from the towel in Carrot Cake arms. Carrot Cake smirked at the look of terror on Pinkie's face. He started unwrapping the towel and he put the contents on the floor. There was a small bowl of veggies and a chunk of meat. Pinkie looked up at Carrot Cake and asked "Is this for... um is this for me?" Carrot nodded as he walked to the chair that the stallion was tied up to. He sat down and waited for the filly to eat. Pinkie pulled the bowl closer to the wall and started to eat. She hadn't eaten since she left the rock farm and so she was very hungry. When she finished the veggies Carrot Cake got up and moved the meat closer to the pink filly. Pinkie was still very hungry since the number of vegetables in the bowl was very small. But she moved as far away from the meat as the chain would let her. "If you take a bite we'll give you more food," said Cupcake who came down while Pinkie was eating. Pinkie said nothing, but she got up and dragged the meat, which was still on the towel to the other end of her chain. "Suit yourself," Cupcake said laying down a large bag. "Eventually you will eat it." Carrot Cake wrapped the meat back up in the towel and started to walk up the stairs. "Wait!" Pinkie yelled, "I need... I need to... I need to use the bathroom!" Cupcake sighed, and she went to the other side of the room. She came back with a 5-gallon bucket that reeked of blood. "Pee in this," she said. Pinkie looked inside and saw that the bucket was almost completely filled with blood. Before she could say anything to Cupcake the trapdoor shut leaving Pinkie once again, trapped by herself.
(1) Before the madnessPinkie Pie woke up for the on the rock farm for the last time. She smiled as saw her sisters sleeping in their beds. She sighed and thought happily about how much she would miss this place. Pinkie Pie had decided to leave the farm and head to a city called Ponyville. It was famous for being full of smiles and joy, the perfect place for Pinkie Pie. She left for the train station saying goodbye to her family. Pinkie boarded the train and chose a seat next to a pegasus filly about her age. “Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie!” The pink pony said, smiling wide. “Hi...” the filly said absentmindedly. Her dark red mane falling in her mouth, causing her to cringe and spit it out. She was sketching what appeared to be a dragon-chicken hybrid. “I like your drawing! Can you tell me about it?” Pinkie said hoping to strike up a conversation. The filly’s ears perked up and she looked to see that the pink pony was genuinely interested. “Oh I’m drawing a cockatrice!” she said smiling. Pinkie looked at the filly’s flank and saw a compass with a paintbrush in place of the needle. She grinned and asked her about it. They kept talking until the train stopped at Ponyville. They both got off and went their separate ways. Pinkie looked around pulling her luggage behind her. She walked around town looking at all the buildings. Then she saw a building that looked like it was made of cookies. She walked in and saw no one was in the store. Which confused her because the sign in the front said the store was open. Pinkie’s tongue moved around her mouth, and she looked around knowing that a swirling tongue means something important was hiding. She looked around and found a button hidden in the display case. Is this a button? Pinkie thought Why is it hidden? Then Pinkie had an awfully itchy nose. Her eyes widened and she knew she had to press the button. Her nose only itched when someone was going to get very hurt. She took a deep breath and pressed the button. A trapdoor opened near the cash register. A long staircase led to a brightly lit basement. She looked down and started to descend down the trapdoor's stairs. Author's Note This is my first story so it might not be that good. Feel free to point out mistakes or give constructive criticism. The base used for the cover image is by Butterfly-Bases
(3) DespairPinkie stepped out from under the cart looking for an escape route but found none except the stairs which were too far away to reach before getting caught be caught by the stallions captors. “How old are you?” Cupcake said coldly picking up a knife from the top of the cart. “Ten,” Pinkie said nervously. Trying to back away from Cupcake. “Don’t move or else we will kill you,” the Carrot said. “Cupcake, Carrot Cake please don’t hurt me,” the stallion croaked holding back tears. “We’re frien-” His sentence was interrupted by a cut to the jugular from Cupcake. Leaving him choking on his blood and gasping for breath. Pinkie just looked at the stallion, mind numb she didn’t even notice Carrot Cake walking being her and grabbing a knife. “Don’t move and you will stay alive.” He said putting the knife to the filly’s throat. He nodded to his wife who pressed a button hidden as a rock in the wall and walked into the store. She came back about 5 minutes later with a long chain wrapped around her forehoof. She walked to Pinkie Pie who hadn’t moved an inch and wrapped the chain around her neck just a little too tight she linked the chain together leaving almost 5 feet of chain left. Carrot grabbed the end and dragged Pinkie to a wall with a large pole that had a hole in the middle which he fed the chain through. Inside Pinkie saw a smaller pole that Carrot put the chain through. Cupcake pressed a button on the other side of the room which moved the poles to the inside of a hole in the wall. It prevented any ponies chained up to lift the chain over the smaller pole so they could not escape. Pinkie saw the Cakes walking to the stallion and draining him of blood. Then take off all the muscles and organs. The entire process took what Pinkie thought was at least 2 hours. “Carrot you left the store open, I had to close it when I went up,” Cupcake said. “Luckily no one was there though.” “Sorry, I guess the brat was the only one that came today. I’ll remember next time.” Carrot replied giving Cupcake a kiss on the muzzle. They both walked up to the store with many large buckets filled with the stallion’s innards. Cupcake turned off the lights before going up leaving Pinkie in total darkness. She walked around her confined area thinking of how she would get out. She eventually gave up and ended up crying herself to sleep.
%(i)% BoredomPinkie sighed and looked in the bag that Cupcake dropped. Inside there was a harmonica, a cymbal, a Rubix Cube, a notebook, a box of pencils, a puzzle, and many books. There was also a bag filled with what appeared to be dried meat. In the very bottom of the bag was a pillow, blanket, and a lantern. Pinkie picked up the lantern and turned it on. She at her chain then around the room, trying to find something within arms teach to cut the chain. The closest thing she found though was a saw that was almost twenty feet away. Let's see, Pinkie thought, Even if I found something to cut the chain how would I get out? Does the door open to from the inside? Wait, yes how else could they get out. Maybe I could over power them when they come down here. Wait, how would I get out without hurting them. Pinkie's eyes widned, she would have to hurt them to get out. She might have to kill them to get out. She shook her head and tried to keep her mind off of that thought. She grabbed the harmonica and started to play. Pinkie didn't know how to play the harmonica but she just wanted to make a noise to drown out the thought of becoming a murderer. She played until her throat ached and her voice was hoarse. Pinkie finally stopped and laid on her back while she watch her mane deflate ever do slightly. Pinkie sat up and realised she needed to pee. She looked at the bucket of blood and cringed. She walked to the bucket and tried to relive herself without touching the blood. Despite Pinkies best efforts a drop of blood landed on Pinkie's leg causing her to panic and tip over the entire bucket. She gagged as somepony else's blood splashed under her feet causing her to fall face first into the blood.
