The Cakes' Special Treats

Pinkie Pie had quite the collection. Every time the Cakes brought down a unicorn or pegasus, Pinkie could keep their extremities. Mostly feathers and horns. It was great when somepony would come down because Pinkie would get a new friend. They were always sad because they were going to die, but Pinkie tried her best to cheer them up. It rarely worked, but she did her best.

"Hey, Heeeeeeeey!" Pinkie was trying to get the attention of a screaming stallion. He was young, looked like he just graduated from being called a colt, "Mr. Loud Mouth, listen to me!" She didn't actually know his name, but Loud Mouth fit. He still wouldn't listen to her, so Pinkie opted to out-scream him. She screamed as high and as loud as she could, which finally got his attention.

"Hi, what's your name?" Pinkie said, voice cracking, "I'm Pinkie Pie.”

"Woken Dead, what are we fucking doing down here?”

Pinkie motioned to the stairs, "We were both foalnapped, but unlike me, you won't live much longer," she answered Dead's question before he had the chance to ask, "Carrot and Cupcake.”

"I'm going to die?" His voice cracked, and tears were streaking down his face.

"Yessiree, you will also be baked and eaten by me, the Cakes, and everyone else in town. Though most people won't know it, you'll just be another name that is presumed dead. Also, I have a question," she waited for Woken Dead to become better composed before she asked it, "Why did you live in Ponyville? It's super dangerous. I know one filly that came here specifically because of how close it is to the Everfree.”

"W-well it's home, the jobs are well paying, and the Everfree is really only dangerous if you live near it," it looked like he was becoming more confident, "It's beautiful here, and monster attacks don't happen very often, and we are decently prepared if they do. Despite the name Ponyville is pretty big, not as big as Manehattan, but still enough for most missing ponies to be unknown to others.”

His answer did not satisfy Pinkie. "What about all the missing and dead ponies? Isn't that scary?"

"Not really. Everypony knows the Everfree is dangerous, and most missing ponies live around or were last seen there," he chuckled. "Of course, I didn't listen. I needed to get some damn special Everfree herbs. Look where that got me... what's your story?”

She was taken slightly aback. Most ponies were too worried about themselves to care about the random filly in the basement. "Well, I found this basement, and I saw Frame Fitter, a stallion, in here. They chained me up and starved me until I ate pony meat. And now here we are. I have some souvenirs from other ponies." She picked up a horn and a feather, "The Cakes are gonna come down soon and kill you, they won't make you suffer much, they'll quickly cut you open then rip out your organs. You're an earth pony, so I probably won't get to keep a piece of you unless I kept a chunk of mane or something.”

The stair doors opened, Dead screamed. But of course, it was the last thing he would ever do.

Today was absolutely terrifying, it started out great. She had a new friend and was clean. After they killed Woken Dead they let Pinkie have a shower, but when she was going to be chained back up, the chain wasn't secured. She wasn't sure if they meant it to be a test, or if Carrot messed up, but she wasn't taking any chances.

'Okay, okay, I'm not moving. I'm not freaking moving. I'm not going to fucking move.' She laid down on the mattress, but the movement made the chain completely fall off. Her mane deflated more than it ever had before. 'I'm gonna die, they are going to think I'm trying to escape.' She curled up into a ball and cried, for the first time in a while, about her fate.

She heard the door open and hoof steps down the stairs. She heard whispers about her. She listened to them as they walked closer, but to her surprise, they didn't kill her when they came close. Instead, they greeted her with a hug. Pinkie finally opened her eyes. Both Cakes had weapons, but they were relaxed and not poised to strike.

Pinkie choked out a few words, "I'm sorry, the chain fell off, but I stayed right here. I don't know what happened to it. I'm sorry."

Cupcake helped Pinkie up to her hooves. Then did something Pinkie never thought would happen. She led Pinkie to the center. She could explore out of her confined area. "Cupcake, Carrot, thank you," Pinkie smiled sadly, "I'm happy you trust me, and I won't do anything to betray you guys," She hugged them again, then got a formal tour of the basement.

Once the tour concluded, they brought her to a small rope that led into the wall, "It's connected to a bell in our living room. If you need anything, just give us a ring," Carrot told her. They fed her, then left. For the first time, Pinkie could actually walk them out.

Her mane poofed back up. She ran around, looking through all the cabinets and drawers. Some had weapons, others had surgical tools, and a few had Everfree plants. She walked to one end of the basement, stretched, then started galloping to the other end. It felt amazing to get some exercise. She didn't make it far, her muscles so weak from inactivity. That didn't wipe the grin off her face. She was free. Pinkie bounced to the stairs but stopped at the first step. "They trust me!" she said in a sing-song voice, "I'll make them proud, and we'll all be a new happy family."

The door opened, and a blue hoof slid a present through the door before leaving. Pinkie walked to it, picked it up, then bounced back down the stairs. She walked back to her room and tore open the wrapping. Inside was a Polaroid camera, pink and adorned with her cutie mark. The film came in different colors. There were scrapbook supplies as well. She grabbed the camera, put some fancy film in, then took a silly picture. It came out well, and this was the first time she has seen herself in ages, and honestly, she didn't look that bad. She wrote in glitter pen, 'First day unchained!!!', then stuck it in her photo album. 'This probably isn't what my sisters meant when they wanted photos,' she thought, 'I'm gonna get to take pictures of all my friends!' She ran to her room and started taking photos of everything she found important. She didn't want to leave anything out.