Blood is Thicker Than Water
Samantha's POV.
It's been a quiet day in SugarCube Corner. It had been about a week since Ellie and I joined Pinkie Pie in her goal in turning Ponies into pastries. It feels good to be part of something fulfilling and makes sense.
Pinkie Pie was in her cellar beneath the bakery, waiting for the next victim to wake up. And Ellie was in Canterlot, buying some more baking ingredients. Flour, baking soda, milk, sugar... Honey and vanilla extract...
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, indicating a customer has entered the cafe. It was Derp-Derp.
Derpy Hooves, or as Ellie calls her Ditzy Doo, is a young Pegasus mare who is about two years younger than me. Grey fur coat with a near white underbelly and socks. Dark grey hooves and nails. Blonde mane and tail and golden eyes.
She wore a light grey sweater with her bra visible from the shoulders. Beige khaki pants and her Cutie Mark Patch of seven bubbles on the right side of her pants.
What made her different from the other Pegasi that I have met was her walled eyes. Don't think of me as mean. I love her eyes, and she's not as stupid as other Ponies think of her. She's actually very clever.
"Hey, Derp-Derp." I greeted with a smile, "How can I help you?"
"Hiya, Sammie." Derpy smiled back, "Have you seen Pinkie? I'd like some muffins for tomorrow's lunch break."
"I'm afraid that Pinkie is occupied in the cellar." I explained with a small frowned, "And we're out of muffins too."
"Oh, that's too bad." Derpy frowned, then regained her smile, "I guess I can ask Pinkie if she can make some." Then she walked toward the basement door.
I chased after her, "Derpy, wait!"
However, the moment she opened the door, my hoof caught the rug. I fell into Ditzy and we both fell down the stairs.
"Ow..." I muttered under my breath.
As if by the force of the impact, the basement door closed itself. Well... This is going very well... At least I can't fuse with other Ponies, like Ellie can. How she's able to cope is beyond me.
"Hi Pinkie!" Derpy greeted Pinkie happily.
Pinkie Pie turned to see us at the bottom of the stairs. She looked a little nervous, but kept her composure.
"Hey Derpy." The bubblegum Pony smiled, "Did you need something?"
"You weren't up there so I came looking for you!" Derpy explained, "I wanted to ask if you could make some muffins!"
Pinkie looked at her next victim, Candy Mane, to see her stirring, "Well, I was planning on making cupcakes today... but..." She paused, thinking.
Like I said before, Derpy isn't stupid, but she isn't exactly like the other Ponies. Due to her eyes, Derpy appears to be a bit mentally challenged, but she is very sweet and childlike, nonetheless.
"Derpy..." Pinkie smiled brightly, "Wanna help me make your muffins?"
"Oh yes! Yes!" Derpy cheered, hopping up and down.
"Okay, but you gotta promise me something." Pinkie told her.
"Anything!" The grey Pegasus replied.
"Don't tell anypony about my secret ingredient."
"What's your secret ingredient?" Derpy asked in curiosity.
Then, as if on cue, Candy Mane became fully conscious.
Candy Mane is an Earth Pony that lived up to her name. She's Ponyville's local candy maker.
Honey golden coat with butter-creme blaze and socks. Short, curly bubblegum pink mane and tail with raspberry streaks. Matching raspberry eyes.
"W... Where am I...?" Candy Mane asked, dreary from the drugs.
Pinkie Pie led Derpy to the table, "Well, you see, everypony in Ponyville has a number, and when that number is drawn, I go get the pony."
Candy Mane struggled against her bindings, but was listening to the conversation instead of inquiring about her capture.
"So everypony has your secret ingredient?" Derpy asked.
"Yes." Pinkie nodded, "But we need to get it out of them first! But baking is fun, so we play a little bit before harvesting!"
"Hey, what's going on?" Candy Mane shouted, getting our attention, "Why am I tied up?" She looked down upon herself and blushed, "Why am I naked? What do you mean harvesting?!"
Pinkie giggled, unable to contain her excitement, "Candy, today is a special day for you!" Derpy began to giggle with anticipation, excited about this new event, "You're gonna help me and Derpy make muffins! We were gonna make cupcakes, but Derpy likes muffins better, don't you Derpy?"
"I do! I do!" Derpy smiled, hopping again.
"How can I help if I'm tied up?" Candy Mane asked with an angry expression.
"Oh, that's the most important part!" Pinkie smiled happily, "We need you to stay still!"
Candy Mane started looking around the room and noticed the party decorations of innards, hides and even our little Rainbow Dash.
"What the hell is going on?!?" Candy screamed loudly, which made Derpy flinch and cover her ears.
"Pinkie, I don't think she wants to be here." She told Pinkie, a little shaken.
"But Derpy, her number was pulled," Pinkie replied, "We have to. It'll be fun! Trust me! I've been doing this for a long time, and after this we can make your muffins!"
The smile returned to Derpy's face, "Oh yea! Okay, I'm ready!" Candy Mane began to panic and struggle wildly, "What do we do?"
"Oh, hold on a second." I spoke up.
I quickly made my way to the cafe, locked the front door and turned the 'Open/Closed' sign to 'Closed'. Then I locked the basement door. My horn lit up with my signature light blue aura and I drew a rune of silence over the door. The rune glowed with a light blue hue, showing it was activated. Then I returned to Pinkie and Derpy. The two mares looked at me with confused looks.
"She's a screamer." I explained. Derpy and Pinkie nodded in understanding.
Pinkie cleared her throat and returned to teaching Derpy, "Well, I like to save the Cutie Marks, so..." She pulled a scalpel off of her metal stand that held her tools, "Watch carefully, Derpy."
Derpy came closer, watching as Pinkie carved a circle around Candy's left Cutie Mark. Candy screamed and cried, trying to break her bindings, but it was no use. Then Pinkie Pie dug the scalpel under the skin to slice the Cutie Mark away from the muscle.
"See?" Pinkie asked, holding up the patch of skin in front of Derpy.
"Can I do the next one?" The grey Pegasus asked.
"Of course!" Pinkie nodded, delighted, "But be careful not to cut yourself Derpy, and try not to cut the Cutie Mark. We want it to still be nice and pretty."
Derpy took the scalpel and held it up to Candy Mane's other flank.
"No, Derpy please, no!" Candy Mane begged, sobbing.
Derpy shakenly pierced Candy's hide and carved a very messy circle around the Mark. It did the job, though. Pinkie and I clapped our hands together, cheering.
"You got your first Cutie Mark!" Pinkie cheered, "You can keep it if you want!"
"Well done, Derpy." I clapped in happiness.
"Really? No fooling?" Derpy asked, smiling broadly. She tucked the cutie mark into her pocket for safe keeping, "Now what do we do?"
"Now we have some fun!" Pinkie answered, "We can do anything we want to her. What do you think we should do, Derpy?"
Derpy thought for a moment, and then gave a great hop, "Can we take away her legs?"
Candy wailed again, trying to call for help as tears ran down her face.
Pinkie Pie smiled with glee, "Yes! That's a great idea!"
Pinkie Pie grabbed her hacksaw, which was still stained with Rainbow Dash's blood.
"Hey Derpy, maybe you can answer this. Why do they call it a hacksaw if it doesn't hack?" Pinkie asked Derpy.
"Um..." Derpy started. She looked at me, but I shrugged, "Maybe... maybe you can also hack with it!"
Pinkie laughed, "I never thought of that!" Then handed the saw to her, "Wanna give it a try?"
Derpy took the hacksaw and skipped closer to Candy Mane.
"Listen, Derpy..." Candy pleaded, "Killing ponies isn't good! It's bad! Please don't hurt me anymore!"
"But we need the special ingredient or else Pinkie Pie's muffins won't be as tasty!" Derpy chirped.
She leveled the hacksaw right above Candy's left knee, then pulled back her arm, and swung the saw. It broke the skin just a bit, and Candy Mane screamed again.
"Keep trying, Derpy!" Pinkie Pie encouraged.
Derpy began to hack at Candy's leg violently with all of her strength. Over the Earth pony's screeches, Derpy was laughing giddily.
"This is fun!" She laughed. However, when she got to the bone, she couldn't hack anymore, "Pinkie Pie, it won't go through!"
"We might have to actually use the saw part now," Pinkie replied.
"Please stop! Please stop!!" Candy Mane bellowed.
Derpy began sawing through the bone, and Candy Mane's eyes widened, the excruciating pain overwhelming her.
"Oh no," Pinkie gasped, "I think she's about to faint."
Derpy sawed her way through the bone, and the severed leg lay limp, still strapped to the table. Candy was hyperventilating now.
"Here, let me do the other one." Pinkie offered.
Derpy handed the hacksaw to Pinkie, and she made quick work of Candy's other leg. She was feeling dizzy, her vision swimming.
"Pinkie, I think she's sleepy." Derpy noticed.
Pinkie Pie pulled the detached legs from the straps and threw them aside.
"I can fix that!" Pinkie Pie jabbed a needle into Candy Mane and injected a shot of adrenaline into her.
Candy gasped awake, breathing hard and continuing to sob.
"Pinkie, please..." She pleaded weakly.
"Derpy, wanna see what an eyeball feels like?" Pinkie asked.
Derpy nodded excitedly. Pinkie pie took her scalpel again, along with a spoon, and got closer to Candy Mane's face.
Candy begged, "No, please NO!"
With another blood curdling scream, Pinkie used the scalpel cut the membrane holding her eye in her socket. She then took the spoon and carefully scooped out the slimy ball, slicing the optic nerve. She brought the bloody eyeball to Derpy, who picked it up and placed it onto her nose, smiling.
"Ew! It's all gooey!" Derpy giggled, "Can I play with the other one?"
"No, we want Candy to see everything until she has to go," Pinkie replied.
"Okay!" She dropped the eyeball to the floor, rolling it with her left hoof before stomping on it with a cry of joy.
I clapped my hands and smiled with joy. We've added another Pony to the madness.
Pinkie Pie took one of her knives and set it in a pot of burning coal that was heating up some nails.
"We're going to heat this knife up," Pinkie Pie explained to Derpy, "And then it will be hot enough to make marks on her hide. Do you like drawing, Derpy?"
"Yea! Yea!" Derpy replied, using her wings to hop very high, then trotted up next to Pinkie.
Candy Mane wasn't screaming or struggling anymore, just simply sobbing, her empty eye-socket spilling blood infused tears. After a few moments, Pinkie Pie handed Derpy the hot knife.
"Careful, it's hot!" Pinkie warned the Pegasus mare.
"I know exactly what to draw!" Derpy smiled, and touched the tip of the tool to Candy's chest.
Candy tried screaming, but her voice was hoarse and cracked when she tried to make a sound. Ditzy took her time drawing her masterpiece, and even had to reheat the knife a couple times. When she was done, it was a two pointy ponies. One with curly hair and the other with a horn and wavy hair.
"Aw, is that us, Derp-Derp?" I asked.
"Yea!" Derpy nodded, "Cause you two are my bestest friends!"
Pinkie's lip trembled, and she hugged Derpy tightly. I joined it into a group hug with tears welling up in my eyes. She really was such a sweet pony.
"Okay Derpy, I know we haven't played for very long, but I bet you want your muffins, huh?" Pinkie asked.
"Yea!" Derpy replied, as I let the two Ponies go.
Pinkie handed Derpy the scalpel once more, and then traced a line on Candy Mane's abdomen with her finger, showing where to cut.
"You're going to cut her open, but first I'm going to numb her." Pinkie Pie explained, and she gave Candy another shot of liquid.
After a few minutes, Pinkie gave the okay to Derpy, who began carefully cutting open Candy Mane's belly. Her hands were shakey, but she bit her tongue with concentration as she tried to keep the scalpel steady. Candy Mane watched in horror. She couldn't feel it, but it made her sick to see he own body being cut open.
"Now what?" Derpy asked Pinkie.
"Now, start pulling out whatever squishy thing you see and toss it into this bucket!" Pinkie replied, "I usually try to make jokes to entertain our guest, but you can do whatever you want!"
Derpy smiled and chose an organ. It was Candy's liver. Derpy tugged hard, finally managing to rip it away, then held it up for Candy Mane to see.
"Look, Candy! It's a Lively Liver!" She smiled, and Pinkie and I giggled. Then Derpy pulled out the kidney, "Kind Kidney loves to go with Lively Liver to her house and play!"
She tossed the two organs into the bucket, "But Sad Stomach is very sad because he never gets invited. But it's okay, cause Bad Bladder will go with him to crash the party! Playful Pancreas hears their plan and tries to stop them with the help of Silly Spleen, and they go to warn the others. The Intestine Twins go over too to try and bring peace to them! They don't like fighting. Then Laughing Lungs comes over to see what all the fuss is about! Sad Stomach and Bad Bladder argue with everyone until they get a call from Helpful Heart..."
Derpy grabs the still beating heart, but doesn't pull it out yet, "She says, 'Don't fight! We should all be friends and play nicely together!' And then everyone makes up and has a good time..." She pulled the heart out, and Candy slowly began to fade. "The end!"
Pinkie Pie clapped enthusiastically, "That was great, Derpy!"
"One of the best stories I've ever heard." I clapped.
"Now what?" Derpy asked.
"Now we gotta skin her and pull her bones apart." Pinkie replied, "It gets a little annoying, but it feels great when we're finally done!"
Together Pinkie, Ditzy and I began cutting up the remains of Candy Mane.
*Later, that afternoon...*
A little while later, Pinkie Pie took the tray of muffins from the oven and set them on the table in front of Derpy, Apple Bloom, Ellie and myself.
"Wow, Ms. Pinkie!" Apple Bloom smiled, taking a warm, fluffy muffin. "These look great!"
We started eating the muffins, and Derpy giggled. They were fluffy, full of flavor and all-in-all delicious.
"How are they, Derpy?" Pinkie Pie asked.
"They are great! Better than any muffin ever!" Ditzy exclaimed, "Can I help you bake more often?"
"Of course!" Pinkie nodded with a smile. Ellie threw her arms around the grey Pegasus.
"Just be sure to keep our special ingredient secret," Apple Bloom reminded.
"Okay!" Derpy nodded, and she helped herself to another muffin.
Welcome to the family, Derp-Derp.
Blood is Thicker Than Water
Samantha's POV.
It's been a quiet day in SugarCube Corner. It's been another week since Derpy joined us. Today, it was her turn to make some muffins. But she said she wanted to do this one on her own. So she was in the cellar, with our newest victim, Roseluck, while Pinkie Pie, Apple Bloom, Ellie and I were in the kitchen making icing and decorations for our newest batch of pastries.
While fiddling with some fondant icing, Ellie froze and stared at the table.
"Ellie? Are you okay?" Apple Bloom asked my Bat Pony sister. Ellie didn't reply.
I looked my sister over and noticed the Cutie Mark Patch of three wisps on her hoodie changing color. The purple wisps were changing green, then light red. Ellie senses something's gone wrong.
Ellie blinked and gasped, as she dropped the icing onto the table.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Pinkie asked in concern.
Before Ellie could answer, a familiar voice cried from the cellar, "Pinkie Pie!!"
Pinkie, Ellie and I charged to the cellar door and down the stairs. Inside, Derpy was sitting on the concrete floor, covering her eyes, sniffling and her wings wrapped around her. Pinkie Pie was first to reach down the stairs, her eyes wide with worry.
"Derpy!" She exclaimed, running to the crying Pegasus and kneeling down. Derpy looked up at Pinkie, her crossed golden eyes tried to focus on the Pink Party Pony as they swam with tears, "Derpy, what happened?"
"I..." Derpy gasped, sobbing. "I... D-did... It... Wr-wrong...! I m-messed up!!"
Pinkie Pie, Ellie and I turned and saw Roseluck's split Cutie Mark.
Pinkie smiled and faced Derpy again, stroking her mane, "It's fine, Derpy!" She cooed. "It's your first time! No one's perfect!"
"B-but I w-wanted to d-do it on m-m-my own this t-time!!" Derpy cried.
"I'll help you today and you can take another shot at it next time." Pinkie Pie assured soothingly, "Is that okay?"
Derpy wiped her eyes and nodded, giving a weak smile.
"Pinkie Pie! Eleanor! Samantha!" Roseluck shouted, "What are you three doing?! Why are you teaching her these things? She doesn't know right from wrong, she's too stupid to know what she's doing!"
Ellie lowered her head to the point that her long bangs shadowed her eyes. She stood up and walked over to Roseluck. Suddenly, she grabbed Roseluck's Cutie Mark and ripped it all the way off with one swift motion. Roseluck shrieked in pain, looking down at her bleeding flank.
"Don't you dare call my Ditzy stupid..." Ellie spoke in a deep, spooky monotoned voice.
"She also said I was a... 'retard'." Derpy answered with an angry pout.
Ellie's right hand tightened into a shaking angry fist, as she swung her arm and punched Roseluck across the face, giving the rose-maned Earth Pony mare a black eye.
"HOW DARE YOU!!" Pinkie bellowed in her high pitched voice. She ran to the bottom of the stairs and called up, "Apple Bloom! APPLE BLOOM!!!"
The door opened again and the little filly came running down, "What's wrong? What happened?" She asked in an urgent tone.
Pinkie Pie's murderous glare moved to Roseluck and Ellie. Cuddled up to Pinkie was the teary eyed Derpy, looking nervous, unsure if she should stand up.
"Roseluck called Derpy a retard," Pinkie Pie answered in an acid voice. Ellie looked ready to kill someone.
Apple Bloom gritted her teeth as she slowly approached the trapped pony, standing next to Ellie, "Well that wasn't very nice..."
"Apple Bloom?!" Roseluck recognized, "You're part of this too?!?"
"Of course I am!" Apple Bloom answered happily, "I've gotta earn my Cutie Mark somehow!" Roseluck started crying, and Apple Bloom took a look at Derpy's tools, "We need to punish you for hurting our sweet Derpy." She chose a small hand axe and held it up, ready to swing--
"Wait!" Derpy cried, causing our attention to turn to her.
Derpy stood up and slowly walked to Apple Bloom, taking the axe from her. Her head still low, Ellie stepped back.
She turned to face Roseluck. "I'm going to do this on my own, like I said I was."
"D-Derpy!" Roseluck sobbed, as Apple Bloom and Pinkie Pie cheered, "Please, you don't know what you're doing!"
"I know just what I'm doing!" Derpy screamed. "I may not understand so good, and I may not talk so good, but I do know that I am going to chop you into bits and make you into muffins." She gave an evil grin and narrowed her crossed eyes, "Didn't I tell I love muffins?"
"You're going to kill me!" Roseluck cried, struggling violently.
"Yup," said Derpy, and she swung the axe, chopping off her left arm. Roseluck screamed even more as Apple Bloom rushed forward with a bucket to catch the blood, "I'M NOT STUPID!"
Derpy swung again and chopped off her right ear, "I'M NOT A RETARD!!"
She threw the axe to the floor, breathing hard and grabbing her scalpel again. She walked over to Roseluck's other Cutie Mark and managed to carve a rather neat circle around the rose. Roseluck was breathing heavily, sobbing still, her voice hoarse from screaming.
"Alright, Derpy!" Pinkie Pie cheered, "That was a perfect Cutie Mark cutting!"
Derpy smiled and nodded, "Thanks Pinkie! I'm glad to do good! I'm not nervish anymore!"
She gave a small dance, her hooves clacking on the cement floor. Then she suddenly slashed a deep cut in Roseluck's chest. It started to bleed freely.
Derpy gasped and covered her mouth, "Oh sorry! I'm so clumsy. Lemme make you better!" She took a needle and thread and started sewing the wound shut very roughly. Roseluck winced, shaking her head back and forth desperately, "Oops! Clumsy me! I messed up." Derpy cut the wound again, slicing the stitches, then started sewing it back up, "Oops!" She repeated this process a few times before just giving up and jabbing the needle right into the gash, "I just don't know what went wrong!"
"Hey Derpy," Apple Bloom spoke up, "I've got something special for you!" She held up a large pair of pliers, and Derpy took them.
"What should I do?" Derpy asked.
"Whatever you want!" Pinkie Pie answered with a bounce.
Derpy's evil grin returned, and she suddenly forced Roseluck's mouth open, "I wanna play dentist!"
She started ripping out Roseluck's teeth one by one with the pliers. The teeth landed on the floor with a little tink. Once Derpy was satisfied, she dropped the pliers and started chucking the teeth at Roseluck as hard as she could. They left scrapes and welts on her body.
"Derpy..." Roseluck started in a weak voice. "Please..."
Derpy pulled a lever to rotate the chair to stand vertically. Then she turned away from Roseluck, got on all-fours and started kicking her repeatedly with her back hooves. There were cracks as ribs were broken, and large bruises began to form.
"Careful, Derpy." Pinkie reminded, "We don't want to damage her organs too much!"
"Okie dokie lokie!" Derpy answered, and started kicking Roseluck's legs, breaking them in several different places. Pinkie giggled and turned to Apple Bloom.
"I'm so proud of her!" She smiled excitedly, "It's like having a little sister!"
"You sure did teach her good, Pinkie Pie!" Apple Bloom replied with a smile.
Finally, Derpy ceased her kicking, Roseluck's legs resembling a couple of strangely shaped sticks. Roseluck was still crying, but didn't even bother to scream or plead; she was too weak.
"Pinkie, should I finish up?" Derpy asked.
"If you feel you've had your fun!" Pinkie Pie replied.
Derpy fluttered briefly with happiness, and then took her scalpel again. She cut two horizontal lines, one below her ribs, and one above her pelvis. Then she connected them with a vertical cut straight down the middle.
"Don't you want to numb her first?" I asked.
"No." Derpy answered darkly, opening up Roseluck's abdomen, "I want her to hurt lots. She called me stupid."
"Revenge!" Pinkie sang, "It's best served in muffins!"
Apple Bloom came forward with her bucket and held it up for Derpy, who started pulling organs out.
"We return to the story of Lively Liver and his friends." Derpy started her story, pulling out the liver, "Bad Bladder and Sad Stomach form a new plan to make Lively Liver very sad."
She pulled out the bladder and stomach, "They want to make Laughing Lungs think that Lively Liver stole her favorite dress! This makes Laughing Lungs not laugh so good, and Lively Liver keeps telling her that he didn't do it! Playful Pancreas knows Lively Liver wouldn't ever do such a bad thing and tries to prove that he is good. And down comes Kind Kidney to tell that Bad Bladder and Sad Stomach do bad, and all the other organs know the truth. Helpful Heart comes over to make happy again, teaching them all about friendship and honesty..." Derpy dug out the remaining organs, including the heart, and dropped them into the bucket. As Roseluck's head lopped forward, Derpy said, "The end!"
"I think we've got everything we need!" Apple Bloom answered, holding up the bucket.
"No, we still need to skin and de-bone Roseluck and collect the rest of the meat," Pinkie Pie chirped.
"Oh yea!" Apple Bloom smiled.
"Did I do good, Pinkie Pie?" Derpy asked nervously, bowing her head and putting her ears back.
Pinkie gave her a huge hug, nuzzling her, "You did fantasterific!" She giggled, "I'm making you my new little sister! I love you, Derpy!"
"Yay! I have a sister!" Derpy cheered, overcome with giddiness.
"Welcome to the family, Derpy." I smiled, clapping my hands.
Then I turned to Ellie, who hasn't spoken or lifted her head. Derpy and Pinkie Pie turned to Ellie as well. Ellie walked toward the grey Pegasus and surprised all of us. She lifted her head, smiled and hugged Derpy, laughing. Derpy smiled and hugged my sister back with a laugh.
"Now let's get to work." Pinkie spoke up, holding up a knife, "We gotta make those muffins!"
Blood is Thicker Than Water
Have You Ever Seen Madness?
Narrator's POV.
Ugh... What happened? Wha- What hit me?
I finally was able to feel my strength return to me. My head throbbed and my body ached. I felt like I have fallen down a flight of stairs and onto a concrete road.
Speaking of concrete, a nasty odor of damp concrete, dried blood and rust entered my nostrils. The putrid smell made me feel nauseous, but I was able to keep myself composed.
Along with the nasty scent of death, I could hear something calling my name. It was blurred, but it started to clear.
"Ellie! Eleanor, wake up! Something's wrong!"
I managed to open my hazel, near green eyes with a small groan, and looked to my right.
It was my younger, Unicorn sister, Samantha, or just Sam. Her blonde mane was tangled and covered in dirt. Same as her light azure fur coat and white forearms, socks and underbelly. Her dark purple, cloven hooves were covered in dirt and dust, from the dirt roads we were walking down, before we blacked out and ended up in this cold place.
But that's not the worst of it.
Sam was strapped to a wooden operating table and stripped naked. She had a strange ring on her horn. I had to look away before a blush appeared across my freckled muzzle.
Suddenly, I noticed I couldn't move either. Well... I could move my head, wings and tail, but not my entire body. I looked around to find myself strapped to a damp, wooden operating table, and stripped naked as well. Embarrassment warmed up my face cherry red, as the cold air breezed through my dark pastel green fur coat and indigo wings.
I blinked and looked around our location. Accompanying the odor of blood, rust and damp concrete, all I could see was blurs of grey, red and black. I blinked again, but my vision got worse.
"Sam, have you seen my glasses? " I asked my sister, as I resumed blinking, as if I was going blind, which I was, "I can't see without them."
"Oh, I thought these just made you look smart." A familiar voice spoke from in front of me.
I felt a pair of hands place something over my muzzle. I blinked and my vision began to clear and crisp.
"Better?" The voice asked.
I followed the voice and found it came from a certain Pink Party Pony with light blue eyes. Wearing a bloody apron over her dark pink overalls and white and blue striped shirt.
Pinkamena Diane Pie. Also know as Pinkie Pie. The Element of Laughter herself.
"Pinkie?" Sam recognized, struggling against the leather straps around her wrists, hooves and waist, "Please, get us out of this."
Pinkie shook her head, "I'm afraid I can't do that, Sammie."
"What's going on?" I asked with narrow eyes.
Pinkie pointed at me and smiled, "That's the question!" Then she asked, "You see, Nellie, I drew double-numbers this week and what's better than the Thestral and her Unicorn sister?"
"Numbers for what?" I asked, then glared at the Pink Pony, "And I am not a Thestral!"
Pinkie just shrugged, "Poh-teh-toh. Poh-tah-toh."
"Answer the question, Pinkamena!" I shouted.
Pinkie waved her hands, "I was getting to that." Then she grinned like a Cheshire cat, "You two are gonna help me bake cupcakes."
"How are we gonna help you bake cupcakes, if we're tied up like this?" Sam wondered.
Pinkie just giggled. I thought for a moment and clarity hit me. Nausea started building up again. I felt lightheaded and was about to faint. It all made sense now.
I recomposed myself and looked at my sister, "Sam, we are the cupcakes."
Pinkie grinned a Cheshire grin and pointed at me, "And the winner is Eleanor May Appleseed."
Sam's eyes widened and her mouth gaped open, "What?!"
Pinkie walked over to a light switch and flipped it up. A sharp light blinded me and my sister. Sam and I closed our eyes and looked away from recoil. Once our eyes adjusted, Sam and I looked back at the room and where horrified of what we saw.
A large, concrete room with a flight of stairs, leading to a wooden, pink door. A tray of cutting utensils on a wooden table, on the far left. Along with other equipment. The room looked like a party room, but the decorations weren't what they appeared to be.
Chairs and tables made from Pony bones. Streamers and balloons of gall bladders and intestines covered in dried blood, slowly decaying.
And a banner hanging across the wall in front of us. The letters were written in dried blood. As well as decorated with blood stains and splatters.
LIFE IS A PARTY
Sam looked like she was going to faint from horror and shock. But something about this whole thing made sense. All the Ponies that have been reported missing. They were never missing. We ate them. Pinkie's secret recipe to her pastries.
We were the secret.
A giggle started to escape my throat, slowly growing into a laugh. My laugh echoed around the room, it alarmed Pinkie and Sapphire.
"What's so funny?" Sam asked me, "Pinkie is going to kill us!!"
"That's what's so funny, Samantha." I giggled, "Everything finally makes sense to me. Where all the missing Ponies have gone. This is madness! And I love it!"
Pinkie smiled at me, "Hey! That's what I've been thinking every time I draw a number. Madness is fun!"
Sam thought for a moment, then clarity washed over her. She started to giggle, "You're right, Ellie. It is kinda funny."
"Right?" I smiled, then turned to Pinkie, "Say, Pinkie. Are you hiring?"
Pinkie's smile faded and she took a step back, "Huh?"
"Hiring." I repeated, "Sam and I are really skilled bakers, and we know how to keep a secret." I smiled, "I'm giving you a proposal. Let Sam and I go and we can help you keep your cover while baking cupcakes."
Sam nodded her head.
Pinkie raised a brow in suspicion, "How do I know that this isn't a trick to just let you live and you call the authorities on me?"
"Pinkie, look at us." Sam answered, "We're covered in dirt, striped naked, and in a basement. Who's gonna believe us?"
I nodded in agreement. Pinkie thought for a moment, then smiled, "Alright, I'll let you guys live. If you keep to your promise."
"We Pinkie Promise." Sam and I answered in unison and as honest as could be.
Pinkie regained her smile and undid the straps that held Sam and I up on the tables. I landed gently, thanks to my wings, while Sam fell with a thud, "Ouch..."
With ourselves free, Sam and I stretched and flexed ourselves from being so stiff. Pinkie brought us our clothes and Sam and I quickly got dressed.
Sam wore a white t-shirt under a pale blue blouse and black khaki pants. I wore a white collared t-shirt under a black sleeveless hoodie and dark grey cargo pants.
"Now that you're free..." Pinkie began, "What are you gonna do?"
"Just like we promised, Pinkie." Sam answered, "We're gonna help you bake cupcakes."
I rubbed my hands, ready to get started, "Now, who shall we start with?"
Pinkie smiled and threw her arms around Sam and I, "Welcome to the family, you too. We're gonna have so much fun together."
Sam and I hugged the Pink Party Pony back and smiles grew on our faces too.
Thank you, Pinkie.
