The Cake's Special Treats (Canceled)

by SingingLark

(2) the Beginning

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The 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.

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