The Broken One

I sighed as Shadow and I winged our way toward Ponyville. It seemed we had a reason to stop and see every single one of my friends so I resolved myself to it as we dropped toward Sweet Apple Acres. The ground rose up to meet us slowly and we settled down just outside the two story farm house.

“What are we here for”, I asked.

“Cider”, Shadow smiled. “It would be nice to have something nonalcoholic in the castle.”

She knocked on the door and the tiny form of Applebloom opened the door for us. She greeted us enthusiastically with a little bow. I ruffled her forelock and ushered Shadow inside before I followed her.

“Howdy Prince Jackson”, Applejack called as she entered the living room but froze when she saw Shadow. “Heavens to Betsy he did it!”

“Hello, Miss Applejack”, Shadow nodded with a blush.

“Ya done gone an’ brought ‘er back from tha dead”, the farm pony whispered.

“Yeah”, I said slowly. “Anyway, we’re here for some cider.”

“Can’t help ya”, she replied as she shook her head. “It ain’t cider season.”

“Fresh squeezed apple juice”, Shadow asked quietly.

“Now that I got plenty of”, she grinned and the two mares headed toward the back of the house.

At that moment Big Mac stepped into the living room and eyed me warily. I waved to him and he barely nodded to me. The youngest Apple scampered up to her brother and asked if he was finished with his chores.

“Eeyup”, he replied before he turned his eyes to me. “I heard about you. You just keep yer hooves to yerself.”

“I have no intention of asking her for anything other than apples or apple accessories”, I replied in a monotone voice.

“See to it you don’t”, he growled as he poked me in the chest.

“You wanna have a go big guy”, I growled as I got in his face.

“Don’t do it Big Mac”, Applebloom begged her brother. “Remember what he done ta Discord?”

He snorted at me before he stalked away. The mares came back out discussing deliveries and such nonsense but somehow the conversation shifted to Pinkie Pie’s odd behavior.

“This is Pinkie Pie”, I muttered. “What could be stranger than that?”

“No, Jackson”, Applejack urged. “This is somethin’ different.”

“I’ll check on her”, I grumbled.

I walked outside and took to the air heading toward Ponyville. I wondered just how oddly Pinkie had to be acting for one of her friends to notice. I let my mind wander for a second before I spotted a pink pony seated by the lake.

“Hey Pinkie”, I called as I glided to a gentle landing near her.

“Hello, Prince Jackson”, she quietly replied without taking her eyes from the surface of the lake. “What brings you here?”

“I came to see you”, I replied as I settled down on the grass beside her.

“Why is that”, she asked as she turned a creepily wide smile to me.

“You don’t seem like yourself”, I said cautiously as I took in her appearance.

Her mane and tail lay flatter than I had ever seen it before. Her eyes were wide and unfocused and the smile on her face was so forced it almost split her face.

“Prince Jackson, do you like me”, she quietly asked.

“Of course I like you”, I smiled and reached a hand to her shoulder.

“Would you like a cupcake”, she asked as she pulled one from nowhere.

“Sure, thanks”, I replied and accepted the treat.

I ate half of it in one bite and sure enough it tasted like apple cider. I finished the other half and began licking the icing from my fingers when I noticed a strange taste. I turned my blurring vision to Pinkie and stumbled toward her.

“Pinkie”, I gasped before everything went dark.

I don’t know how long I was unconscious but I awoke strapped to a chair at the head of a table. Random items were settled atop stools with party hats precariously perched atop them. I heard the door open and hooves trotted in.

“Oh, you’re awake”, Pinkie grinned as she stepped into my field of view. “It’s really rude to fall asleep at a party.”

“What the hell are you talking about”, I asked as I struggled to get free.

“Miss Pinkie Pie threw a party just for us”, a flour sack muttered in a baritone voice.

“Dafuq?”

“That’s not very nice”, a rock pile scolded me.

“Pinkie, what’s going on”, I shouted.

“Well, none of my other friends wanted to join me for a party so I figured I would throw one for my true friends that will never leave me”, she grinned with her head cocked to the side.

“Pinkie, either you let me go or when I break free I give you the biggest spanking I’ve ever given anypony”, I growled.

“Hmmm”, she hums as she taps her chin with a hoof. “Will you still spank me if I let you go?”

“No”, I replied.

“Then I’m not untying you”, she grinned.

“Pinkie, I swear I will make sure you can’t sit for a year”, I growled.

She shrugged with her tongue out and trotted out of the room. That just pissed me off even more and with a single yank the ropes holding me snapped. I heard a gasp from the next room as I stormed into her room. She was digging in the bottom of her closet when I came in so I wrapped my arms around her and yanked her up.

I materialized a chair as I sat and drew the pink menace across my lap. I held her down and charged my hand with magic before striking her flank hard. She jumped and cooed at first but as I rained swats down on her flank her cries of excitement turned to cries of pain. It didn’t take long for her cries to turn into open sobs but still I spanked her.

I heard two pairs of hooves rushing up the stairs and Shadow and Applejack burst in the door. The confusion on their faces almost made me laugh as I sent three more hard resounding smacks onto her flank and let the sobbing pony drop to the floor. She used her forelegs to pull herself away from me as Applejack demanded to know what the hay was happening.

“I saw her out by the lake and she drugged me with a cupcake-“

“A cupcake”, Applejack asked in confusion.

“Yeah, a cupcake”, I replied. “Anyways, she kidnapped me to attend a party with her make believe friends because apparently none of you wanted to attend her party.”

“Why would she do that”, Applejack wondered aloud.

“She’s the PARTY PONY”, I shouted. “Parties and laughter are her special talent!”

“I didn’t expect this to happen”, Applejack sighed as she knelt down beside Pinkie. “I’m awful sorry sugar cube.”

Her hair gained a little bit of its bounce as she looked up to her friend. The farm pony helped Pinkie up and told her that she had a bit of a surprise in her barn and I shrugged as they headed out of the room. I turned back to Shadow and noticed her back hoof tapping.

“Spanking mares, Jackson”, she smiled sweetly. “In their own bedrooms?”

“Well, fuck.”