Pinkamena X

OC INFO
Ruby's Personality / Fray --- NightSoul

CAST
Pinkamena --- Pinkamena666
Fluttershy / Ruby / Fray --- NightSoul.

Fluttershy walked over to Sugarcube Corner and went in. Mrs. Cake was behind the counter.

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Cake. Is Pinkie here?" she asked.

"Sure, dearie. She's downstairs."

Fluttershy nodded as she headed downstairs as silent as the night. Pinkamena was seated at her desk as usual, looking at three file folders laid neatly on the desk. Shy trotted to the other side of the room, slowly humming to herself. Her saddlebags weighed down with skewers she had borrowed from Pinkamena. The pink mare picked up a file folder and beagn flipping through the pages.

"Oh, Pinkie. I came to give you your skewers back." Shy called halfway down the room.

Pinkamena looked over her shoulder. "Great." she said, looking back at the folder. "I hope you put them to good use."

"Oh, I did. Such good use." she cooed lightly.

Pinkamena set the folder down and picked up the second one. "Good to know."

"Although I almost didn't have enough." Shy murmured to herself.

"Have enough of what?" asked Pinkamena, closing the folder. "Skewers?" She set the folder down and turned around in her chair. "Why did you need them anyway?"

"Oh, the animals and I had a marshmallow roast" she half lied.

"Marshmallows, huh?" asked Pinkamena. "Did they taste good?"

"Oh, I didn't have any myself." she cooed, almost at Pinkamena's desk.

Pinkamena swiveled around and gathered the folders.

"Shame." she said, stuffing the folders in the drawer and closing it. "Marshmallows taste pretty good when roasted properly."

"She was certainly well done." Shy whispered.

Pinkamena turned in her chair and smiled. "She?"

Fluttershy put the bag down. "Oh, I said they were all well done, Pinkie."

"Oh. Did you?" she asked, smirking slightly. "My mistake."

"Well, I'll be going. Oh, and what did you need all those insects for?" she asked as she started troting away.

Pinkamena grinned. "I wanted to pull a prank on somepony. Scared her pretty good, too."

"Oh, well I hope you let the little ones go when you were done" she cooed, starting up the stairs.

"Don't worry." said Pinkamena. "I will."

"I have things to do this afternoon, so... bye, Pinkie." she called as she walked up the stairs. "Now where am I gonna find leech blood root..." she asked herself allowed.

"Blood root?" Pinkamena thought aloud to herself.

She got up from her chair and crept up the stairs. Fluttershy was walking out the door as Pinkamena made her way to the top. The pink mare closed the door, pulling out a key from her mane. She locked the door and slipped the key back into her mane. Afterwards, she trotted after Fluttershy, keeping a safe distance.Shy made her way to an old building that Pinkamena knew sold questionable things in the back room. Sort of like a mini black market. Pinkamena followed Fluttershy, stopping at the corner of the building and listening.

"Welcome, Thorn. And how are you this fine day?" asked the store owner.

"Leech blood root." Shy asked coldly.

Thorn?, thought Pinkamena. There was the sound of bits being payed, then hoof steps approaching the door.

Shy exited the shop and walked towards the path to her home. Pinkamena continued following Fluttershy to her home, making sure to stay far enough back so as not to be heard. As Shy got closer to her cottage, her mane and tail got more spiky, almost like thorns, as she walked. Pinkamena stood at the bridge to Fluttershy's cottage, waiting for her to enter. Fluttershy walked in, calling, "Ruby! Fray! I'm home! Is our 'guest' awake yet?"

Pinkamena quickly trotted over the bridge and up to Fluttershy's cottage, peering in through a window. Inside was Fluttershy, Ruby, and a dark gray stallion who looked almost like one of Fluttershy's animals himself. He had a collar on and was wagging his tail, watching the yellow mare.

"Yep, Thornshy. She's awake and she's yelling bad words down in the cellar." Ruby cooed, nuzzling Fluttershy.

Pinkamena grinned and headed to the front door. Fluttershy walked out the back, followed by the two others and out to the cellar.

Pinkamena opened the door and saw that the back door was open. She frowned and entered the cottage. Half way through the room, she saw a weird plant lying dead on the floor. It had thorns and was a deep red. There were drips of red and a lot of it filled a shelf in the room. Pinkamena exited out the back door and looked around for the cellar entrance.It lay just outside the cottage. It wasn't locked and had a faint light coming from inside. The pink mare trotted over to it and opened it. She grinned and began making her way down silently.

Down in the cellar, the muffled screams of a mare could be heard.

"Oh, come on, Wind Whip. Ruby's not even heavy on your wings." cooed Fluttershy's voice.

Pinkamena got to the bottom and sat down on the second to last step, watching. A light blue pegasus was strapped down to a table with a large spike hanging over her. It had a rigging to her wing which was a burnt husk of itself with the light pink filly standing on it, smiling at the mare. Fluttershy was trotting back and forth in front of the mare, smiling as the gray stallion was curled up, watching Fluttershy contently. Pinkamena grinned, watching the torture scene.

"Ruby, give her a jump." said Fluttershy.

The filly smiled at Fluttershy then at the victim.

"N-no nonononononono-" the victim cried.

Ruby jumped pushing the wing down. The blade came down and impaled the mare, killing her as the filly jumped around.

"Yay~" said Ruby cheerfully.

Pinkamena clapped slowly. "Bravo."

Fluttershy whirled around, eyes glowing. "Who's there!" she yelled as the gray pony stood up, growling in Pinkamena's direction.

Pinkamena stood up and slowly walked into the light, grinning. "It's just me."

"P-Pinkie. What are you doing here?" she said kind of slyly, nodding at Ruby who was trying to hide a needle she was filling with something.

Pinkamena trotted up to the dead mare, ignoring Ruby. "Nice work." she said, rubbing the spike that had impaled the mare.

Ruby tried to sneak forward, the needle floating next to her poised for a strike at Pinkamena. The pink mare eyed Ruby, slowly pulling a small kitchen knife from her mane.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Fuck." cursed Ruby. stepping back.

"Pinkie... what are you doing here" Fluttershy asked again.

Pinkamena tapped the knife on the dead mare. "Just came to see what you've been up to."

Fluttershy stayed quiet, watching Pinkie as Ruby stepped up next to her.

Pinkamena quickly swung the knife down, holding it underneath Ruby's neck. "Don't even think about it."

"Ffffffff-" she started, looking at the stallion who had gotten up, growling. Pinkamena looked at the stallion.

"Down, boy."

"Yes, boy. Down." Fluttershy cooed, watching with concern. "W-what do you want?" she asked

"I just came to see what you're up to." said Pinkamena. She then knelt down in front of Ruby, staring her in the eyes. "And you sick your pets on me."

"Ruby's not my pet." Shy stated. "I'm her guardian after her mommy developed her drinking problem."

Pinkamena grinned. "Berry Punch?"

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Ya. Her."

"I don't think you need to worry about her getting drunk anymore." said Pinkamena.

"Oh, and why is that?" Ruby asked dejectedly.

Pinkamena sighed and stood up, keeping the knife against Ruby's neck. "Because she's dead."

"Oh." Ruby looked down, unhappy, "Shy was gonna do that soon..."

"Don't talk so much, Ruby." Shy scolded.

Pinkamena smirked, removing the knife from Ruby's neck and patted her head with the knife's flat side.

"How sweet. You don't even like your own mother."

"And?" Ruby asked, madly walking over to Fluttershy.

"Hey..." said Pinkamena. "I didn't like my mother either. In fact I killed her when I was young."

Ruby raised an eyebrow.

"All right, Pinkie. What do I have to do to keep you quiet about this?" Shy asked with a sigh.

Pinkamena trotted up next to her. "Keep your mouth shut about me and I'll keep my mouth shut about you. Deal?"

"You?" she asked.

Pinkamena let out a sigh. "Wow, Fluttershy. I figured after pulling out my knife, telling you that I killed my mother, and that I killed Berry Punch would've made it pretty obvious."

"Just making sure we were on the same page..." Shy cooed, smiling

Pinkamena grinned and put the knife back in her mane.

"Sooooo~ What's going on?" Ruby asked, looking at the two smiling mares.

Pinkamena looked over at Ruby. "Nothing much. Just two killers having a discussion."

"So, would you like to talk over tea?" Shy asked, trotting towards the stairs. "Oh, Fray. Clean up for mommy."

The stallion barked and started doing as told. Pinkamena followed Fluttershy and Ruby out of the cellar.

The three trotted into Shy's kitchen. As Fluttershy started making tea, Ruby sat on a stack of books in a chair opposite Pinkamena. The pink mare sat down, looking at Ruby.

"What kind of tea do you have, Fluttershy?" asked the pink mare.

"A bit of lavender tea. Would you like some blood in it?" Shy asked as Ruby piped up.

"I do!"

"Same." said Pinkamena, pulling her knife out of her mane and setting it on the table. She then began straightening her hair out.

"Nice mane." Ruby said, smiling at the straight mane.

"Thanks." said Pinkamena, not really putting any deep emotion into it. "I try to keep it as straight as possible."

"That's nice." said Ruby, tapping her hooves on the table as Fluttershy came back to the them with their tea.

She then sat down. "So, when did you start?" she asked.

"Ooh..." said Pinkamena, taking the cup of tea. "It's difficult to say." She took a sip. "I started little killings a while back... but I only began the games last week."

"Oh, you have a game?" Fluttershy asked as Ruby leaned in to listen.

Pinkamena hesitated, taking a sip. "I guess I can tell you." She set the cup down. "I vastly expanded the basement of Sugarcube Corner; adding hallways and rooms." She took another sip. "Each room has it's own torture device. the pony that I torture is decided from a select few I pick out. You should consider yourself lucky, Fluttershy." She picked up the tea cup. "Your name came up."

"Why am I lucky?"

"Because I don't kill fellow murderers." she explained.

"Oh, well goody for me. And would you mind taking my assistant out as well?" she asked, pointing a hoof at Ruby.

Pinkamena stopped, about to take a sip. She then set the cup down. "You want me to take her to help me torture my next victim?"

"Mmm... If you wish to have her help you." Shy said, ruffling Ruby's mane around her horn.

Pinkamena raised the cup. "Could be fun." she said, taking a sip.

"Are you fun to play with?" Ruby asked eyeing Pinkamena.

Pinkamena set her cup down and sighed. "So long as you don't irritate me."

"So long as you're not boring." Ruby said back.

Pinkamena leaned in close to Ruby, glaring at her in an attempt to freak her out.

"Boring!" she said, looking at Pinkamena without even flinching. "I deal with Shy's stare. This is nothing."

Pinkamena smirked. "You got guts, kid." She leaned back. "I like that."

"Thornshy? Can I go with Pinkamena and play?" she asked.

"Ask Pinkamena. Not me, dear." Fluttershy responded.

"Can I?" asked Ruby.

"I don't see why not." said Pinkamena.

"Yay!" she cheered, smiling.

Pinkamena picked up her cup, about to take a sip. Seeing that it was empty, she set it back down.

"Now, all I need to do is decide which of the two victims we get to play with."

"Oh, who're the choices?" Ruby asked excitedly.

Pinkamena let out a sigh. "Let's see if I can remember..." She paused for a second to think. "Either Fyre... or Comet."

"So you have some info on them?" asked Ruby. "I'd like to know about them."

"Of course I got info you can look at." said Pinkamena. "I got info on everypony in Ponyville." She looked over at Fluttershy. "Which is why I'm surprised you managed to keep your little games a secret from me... Bravo."

"Well, Blood Thorn helps me come out with this side of myself." she said, blushing a bit.

Pinkamena grinned slightly. "Still... Nice job."

"I wanna see the files, please." Ruby said standing next to the door.

Pinkamena stood up and headed for the door. "All right. Let's go."