Author's Note

WARNING!!! The content in this chapter specifically will be extremely disturbing to younger readers. If you are not 18+ or a fan of gore, kindly vacate the premises for the sake of your own mental safety.

Enjoy at your own risk, and happy Halloween/Happy Nightmare Night!

And shout out to the original creepypasta of Cupcakes for just being my first introduction to Creepypastas in general, and my first bit of exposure to Grimdark stories.

Here's to many more pony nightmares to come, with G5 being the biggest...

Keen on Cooking Cupcakes In a Nightmare's Wake

Twilight, amongst the various party-goers, made her way back to her treehouse. She made sure to not be followed as she pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil, writing out a message as she binds it with a ribbon and gets ready to walk out the door and go back to the party to get Spike. However, she felt some sort of feeling, like she could only deliver this scroll herself, she didn't know why she had this inclination, but she was immediately on her way to the train station.

...

The next day, Leon and Big Mac were busy cleaning up the aftermath of the party. Food scraps, torn up or broken furniture, and somehow, a pony ended up falling asleep on top of what was covered by tarp. It was merely just a physical wood carving of Leon that Pinkie whipped up for the occasion.

"Man, that party was fun! I haven't felt so alive! Heha!!" Leon stated, smiling widely as he continued to pick up trash.

"Eyup! Leave it to Pinkie to prepare your party for all of the party based necessities! Glad you enjoyed it, I didn't really know what humans usually did for parties, so I hope that this party was the best for ya!" Big Mac stated, smiling.

"Definitely, though I do have to wonder, have you seen Twilight or the others at all today? I thought she would've come to actually enjoy herself, as she did help set most of this up with Pinkie, but I guess some old habits are tough to repress." Leon remarked. Leon wondered about where the unicorn could've gone, especially since from how the sun was positioned, it looked like it was somewhere before 10 AM and after 8 AM. Though, nothing immediately came to mind, he could at least figure out that from how this Twilight acted and was really persistent on learning, she seemed more prone to panic attacks than her original counterpart, and though it seemed like she hadn't even gained her wings yet, she was still pretty worrisome... and his powers probably didn't help that in the slightest.

Big Mac looked around and seemed a bit unsettled by how it felt like it was only him and Leon on the farm at the moment. The silence, it was tense enough to choke anyone out if it could. "Hm... that's mighty odd, usually Applejack, Granny or even Apple Bloom would be up by now... Maybe they're just sleeping, but Leon, can you go an check on 'em, real quick like just in case?" Mac asked, confused and concerned for his family.

"Yeah, I can do that. Maybe Applejack and Apple Bloom took part in having fun at the party and got all tuckered out. I'll be right back." Leon said, running into the farm house as he walked up the steps.

"Hey! Applejack, Apple Bloom! Get up!! It's morning hours, you silly ponies!" Leon called out. Aside from the slow steps he was taking, there wasn't another sound to be heard. Leon swung open the door to Apple Bloom's room.

"Rise and Shi- huh?" Leon's happy and excited mood had changed to confusion. He looked at the filly's room, seeing that everything was messed up. The bed was broken, stuff was strung out all over, but there weren't any signs of a struggle.

"Hoooo boy... MAC!!! I THINK YOU NEED TO COME AND SEE THIS!!!" Leon exclaimed out. The red stallion quickly ran into the house, trotting up the stairs as he looked into his little sister's room, seeing it in shambles. Leon goes over to check Applejack's room, only to find it in just as bad of a condition as Apple Bloom's. Big Mac looked in Granny Smith's room, again, noting that it looked messed up, but no actual signs of a struggle seemed present.

"Okay, I'm very worried about this. Why didn't they tell me they was goin' somewhere?" Big Mac wondered. "I don't think they went anywhere willingly, Mac. Gimme a second." Leon said. He activated the Omnitrix, cycling through his transformations as he transformed himself into Iron Wolf in a flash of cyan light.

The alien canine sniffed around the room, picking up no real trace of the filly. Iron Wolf sniffed around Granny Smith's room, again, unable to pick up on her scent. Though when he got to Applejack's room, he picked up on a few different smells.

"RAarrr... Apples... citrus... cinnamon... Maple... Sulfur?" Iron Wolf stated, feeling confused as he picked up on the strange chemical scent amongst a huge sweet citrus-y scent.

"We need to do something, make a search party, go an' find them... Can you pick up on any trace of Applejack in that mess?" Mac asked. Iron Wolf took a long inhale through his nose, and smelled two other scents in the air.

"Rrrr... Cider... Iron..?" Iron Wolf said, confusion and curiosity worming their way into his mind. The scent of Iron, it threw him off heavily, so much that he wasn't picking up on the scent of apples, the citrus, or the maple, heck, the cider didn't seem to matter, cause the smell of sulfur and iron seemed to just scream danger to the alien canine's animal senses. The alien stepped and treaded carefully into the pony's room, and sniffed more, hoping to find out where the scent was originating from.

Iron Wolf stuck his nose up against the bed, being met with a real strong and pungent accumulation of Sulfur and Iron, causing the alien canine to back up, coughing a bit as the chitancanine transformed itself back into Leon, whose eyes were watering from the pungent smell.

"Cover your nose when you come in, jeez, that stuff is potent... what was Applejack doing in here that required sulfur and iron?" Leon questioned aloud. Big Mac and Leon carefully lifted the bed up, but knew one of them was gonna have to see what was causing such a smell to be so forthright.

"Okay, here's the plan. I'll try to lift up the bed and you look at what's under it. Just say the word and back up, that'll signal me to let the bed be sat back down. That sound fair?" Leon asked.

"Eeyup. Let's hurry up, I'm getting the strangest feeling that bein' in here, was not what we're supposed to be doin'." Big Mac stated. Leon began to lift the bed up slowly, trying to control his breathing as he slowly lifted the bed up and tried to respond to Big Mac's uneasiness.

"What's that. Urgh, supposed to mean? You saying... urf, that Applejack's got something unpleasant to hide, or what? Dear god, this is heavy!" Leon inquired, struggling as he was trying to lift the bed up past his waist, just barely able to get the end he was lifting up towards his chin.

"I don' know, to be fair, Applejack helps a lot with the farm, but she never seemed like the type to keep to herself. Now, let's see what's goin' on under this thing." Big Mac answered. He slowly lowered his head as he looked at the floor, seeing that a big wooden box was underneath it. Big Mac tried to pull it out, but yelped a bit, recoiling as he looked at his hooves. He looked at his hooves, only to see a strange, dark, odd smelling viscous goo now being present.

"You... find anything yet?! This bed's getting... heavy!" Leon asked, straining to keep the side lifted up. Big Mac got up and grabbed the box, pulling it out as more of that strange goo began to stick to him. Leon groaned as he set the bed's end down, panting as he looked over to see the huge box.

"Well... that... was... not what I was expecting.." Leon said in-between breaths. Cautiously, Leon walked over to the box, seeing a strange dark goo pour and seep through the box's wooden confines. "So... what the hell is this, and what's with the gunk on the box and you?" Leon inquired.

Big Mac sniffed at the goo and seemed to contort his face into disgust as he kept his hooves away from his face. "Yuck! Smells like something rotten... with a hint of molasses." Big Mac remarked. Leon didn't have to be a skilled cook or pastry enthusiast to know that Molasses was a type of sweet sticky substance.

He was picking up on Apples, the smell of citrus, Maple, and Sulfur... then he began to smell cider and Iron... Leon looked at the box and got up, immediately pulling the top of the box off.

"Wait, don't open it!" Big Mac warned, but it was too late, Leon sat the top of the box aside and looked at Big Mac. "Relax, I know what I'm doing, I'll just turn into Iron Wolf again, smell what's inside and if it leads into town, we'll go on a good ol' fashioned pony hunt, minus the killing if we can avoid it." Leon reassured, crouching down to look into the box.

A crumpled up layer of newspapers and rags seemed to be covering up whatever was inside, so Leon carefully pulled and nudged the rags and papers aside, seeing that most of them were stuck or fused together by the odd goo that just flooded through the wooden box itself. Leon kept on pushing, until a strange, but familiar scent ran clear up his nose, causing the human reel back, coughing and gagging in an agonizing matter as he tried to compose himself, but was obviously failing miserably in his attempts.

"Hey, you alright, pardner? W-what's in the box?" The stallion asked. Leon couldn't respond, but he violently shook his head no at the stallion. Big Mac looked inside of the box, and was met with the same disgusting smell, he reeled himself back, coughing and gagging in the same manner as Leon was, but Leon quickly plugged his nose as he uncovered the last of the rags and papers, only to suddenly feel his blood run cold, and the bile in his stomach rising up to his throat.

Big Mac looked at the human, and just saw utter shock on his face, it was plain as day that whatever Leon was looking at, it suddenly made Leon's face turn into a sickly green as he rushed over to the small trash can in the room, and violently retched into it. Big Mac covered his nostrils and peered inside, feeling the same overwhelming nausea and fear as he looked down in horror.

Within the box was several rotten and spoiled meaty chunks, stained, dried and hardened by dried up traces of what looked like blood. While it seemed like a strange pink substance was also present in the meat. It looked almost like icing, but from another perspective, it looked like a lung dunked in pink paint. The smell of cider and sulfur was again present, but it was followed up by the smell of decay and rot, not like the sight of maggots in the meat and icing was already disgusting enough.

"Dear Celestia... what in damn tarnation is this? Why does my sister have somethin' like this?!" Big Mac exclaimed. He looked towards Leon, who had just got done spewing up what he had at the party last night, immediately grabbed the top of the box and closed it up entirely, forcefully shoving the box and its contents out the doorway, down the stairs and towards a small gathering of garbage cans outside.

"I'm in disgust... we never speak of this, we never found this, if Applejack asks, we act like we never saw it." Leon stated sternly to the red stallion, repressing the contents of the box deep into his subconscious. "But, nonetheless, you're right. We have to find them... any ideas on where to look?" Leon asked. The stallion ran towards the town, and Leon naturally followed him, but took a bit of a side note to inquire about the strange dark-violet glow radiating from the Omnitrix.

...

Silence. It was all anypony or any creature could hear for miles. The streets of Ponyville were silent, lacking actual ponies to show the bustling busy lives of its residents, who now seem to be either gone, or have vanished without a single trace. Big Mac and Leon ran through the empty streets of the small city, seeing the inside of homes with their lights on, but no one seemed to be around.

"Hey, let's stop for a second, does something feel off to you, Mac?" Leon asked. Big Mac came to a stop and looked at Leon, then at the houses. "I'm sure everyone's just busy, just not having business in Ponyville, is all." Mac rationalized.

Leon's eye twitched, and he sighed. "Okay, what're the chances that Applejack, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith are amongst those ponies who have business out of town?" Leon inquired. Big Mac's brow furrowed as sweat poured down his face. "That's what I thought. Seems a bit too coincidental, don't you think? I have a bad feeling about this... let's go to the library, Applejack probably wanted to do something with Twilight till Apple Bloom and Granny Smith came along for something." Leon suggested.

As the stallion and the human ran through the barren, lifeless and empty streets of Ponyville, Leon kept on thinking about how this felt so eerie, and it wasn't even Nightmare Night yet.

'Man, what is going on today? AJ, Apple Bloom and their granny being missing without a trace, a gore box with rotting meat and maggots with hints of sugar and icing, the fact that Ponyville seems to now no longer be filled with citizens and hard working folks, and a noticeable lack of actual contact from anypony. Big Mac doesn't seem to be worried, but he was definitely in a panic when his family just suddenly up and left him behind, wherever they went... this doesn't make any damn sense!' Leon thought to himself, nothing about this whole situation was actually feeling plausible or possible without one of them catching wind of what has happening.

Eventually, Leon and Big Mac arrived at Twilight's Library, only to find that the front door has been broken into pieces, which just raised several red flags in both Leon and Mac's heads.

"Okay... as someone who can turn into aliens, especially now that it's confirmed I can become an alien zombie and an alien ghost, I can easily say that this is more bizarre and spine-chilling than becoming Ghostfreak or Braindrain. this terrifies the hell out of me, it's like a classic old timey apocalypse horror movie, old movies with a premise like that just send major red flags up in my brain, and I just don't feel safe." Leon stated. Big Mac looked at Leon, and could clearly see the fires of fear itself being stoked in Leon's eyes. Whatever was going on, Leon felt like if shit went wrong now, he'd be the first to dien not the strong earth pony right next to him.

"Imagine not feeling safe in Ponyville, that's how one can figure out shit is fucked in the worst way possible if you don't feel safe in this town of happiness and friends and good will and good cheer and stuff like that. Once shit starts feeling like a set up to a horror movie, that's where I usually want to just stop and leave before shit gets bad and people start dying... knowing I can't do that for several reasons just makes me want to hope this is an elaborate, overdone prank. I still feel like this is a prank, this is on Rainbow Dash's level of elaborate planning!" Leon stated, worry, fear and sincerity in his voice.

Big Mac walked over to Leon and pointed at the library's entrance. Leon looked over, seeing into the shadows of the building as he dared to not attempt getting closer. "Pardner, I need to find out what happened to mah family, they're all I got. You can stand right here and act like a Cockatrice that got its head chopped off in a room full of mirrors, but I'm not gonna stand around and wait till whatever comes out and gets me. I'm gonna see this through, and you need to get a hold of yourself." Big Mac stated, trotting towards the library and confidently walks on inside.

"Mac, you set yourself up for this!! I've seen horror movies before, I'm being smart to not go in there!! GET BACK OUT HERE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!" Leon exclaimed in a panic, but his words fell on deaf ears as Big Mac trotted inside, and vanished into the darkness. Leon, now alone in the open, probably does the worst thing he's ever done since he got here... he starts running away, leaving Big Mac to whatever fate says becomes of him.

'Sorry Mac, but I got a life to live... If you're still alive, I'm sorry... if a killer got you, then I'm really, really sorry I didn't go in with you to be backup!' Leon thinks to himself as he kept on running, feeling the fear and the guilt rise and overwhelm him.

Leon ran down the streets of Ponyville, looking for a sign of life anywhere, only to be met by nothing but silence. Leon turned a corner and saw Rarity's boutique, still open, and the lights were on with somepony inside. "Thank fucking christ himself, a saving grace!" Leon told himself, a small hopeful smile forming as he ran to the front door. Leon knocked on the door repeatedly before finally coming to a stop, hearing the sound of hoofsteps coming towards the door.

"Rarity, for once, thank Celestia you're okay, I thought you had suddenly vanished like everypony else, except for me and Big Mac. Listen, have you seen-" Leon's joyous words suddenly came to a silencing halt, his hopeful and happy demeanor, now becoming that of confusion, and worry.

In front of him, in the doorway to Rarity's boutique, was Twilight, who was covering herself in a black robe, almost similar to the robe that a certain personification of death would wear, minus the scythe.

"I guess you didn't end up dead, good, that means there's a chance I can fix this, and you can actually help me. Come inside, hurry!" Twilight said, using her magic to pull Leon inside, slamming the door shut as a locking sound could be heard.

"Okay, now I'm concerned. You're wearing a very scary robe, there's a major lack of ponies in town, and Big Mac is all on his own right now, can you explain to me what the haybale is going on today?!" Leon inquired, irritated by the sudden lack of context he's apparently not being allowed access to. Twilight grimaced as she sighed, removing the robe to show a real terrifying sight.

Twilight's flank, was bandaged, and though the obvious red stuff on the bandages was in fact blood that was being absorbed by a combination of cotton balls and healing magic, it wasn't enough to draw Leon's attention to the obvious prosthetic front legs on Twilight's body.

"For the love of god damn harmony, what the fuck happened to you?! You look like you had a brief run in with Hannibal Lecter, and somehow lived to tell the tale!" Leon asked, kinda unnerved by the sight of seeing the destined-to-be future princess of Equestria be sliced up and messed up like this.

"I take it you've run into her already?" Twilight asked, her tone monotonous and worried. Her facial expression changed to confusion upon seeing Leon's unawareness to the situation at hand.

'Her? Who the hum dinging hoedown heckling hell is Twilight on about?' Leon thought to himself, looking at the purple unicorn. "Twilight, you'll have to be specific, I don't know who you're inferring to, but I know for a fact that it's actually hard to play stupid... trust me, my teachers could and would agree with me." Leon said.

Twilight groaned and sighed, looking over a few things as she remembered that Leon mentioned being with Big Mac... 'Big Mac... isn't that who Applejack's older brother is? He was with him the entire time? If that's the case, where is he?' Twilight thought to herself.

"Leon, you said you were with Big Mac, didn't you?" Twilight asked curiously.

Leon nodded, "Yeah, we were cleaning up the aftermath of the party last night, and he noticed that Applejack, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith weren't up, cause usually they'd be up at this time during the morning. All we found was that their rooms were messed the hell up, with no signs of a struggle or any signs of where they went, and we also found a gory, gooey, sugar sweet, rotting meat filled gore box under Applejack's bed." Leon said, stopping briefly as he nearly threw up again, but was able to choke it down, looking thoroughly disgusted. Twilight had a similar reaction.

"Anyways, we got the bright idea to go looking for them in town, only to see that everyone was apparently gone, and we had no idea where anyone went. We went to your place to see if the missing members of the Apple Family were with you, but something just urged me to not go in there... Every fiber of my being was keeping me from going in your place. Big Mac went in though, and I up and ran, left him behind to explore your place." Leon explained. Twilight suddenly went wide eyed, a twinge of fear sparking in her eyes as she approached Leon.

"You left him there? All on his own?! That is the dumbest thing you've ever done!! She was just about to give up on finding more victims, now you just reignited the fire that was about to die out!!" Twilight remarked, worried as she looked out the windows.

Leon rolled his eyes, but had to wonder. Who the hell was this 'she' Twilight was referring to? And why did this all suddenly feel familiar to him?

...

Big Mac looked around, and could barely make out where exactly he was, but he was blinded by the darkness. He tried to flick on the lights, but they didn't seem to work, almost like the power up and ran out.

"Alright, I'm not playin' any games. You got Leon freakin' out like tartarus has frozen over, and nopony is around in Ponyville!! Applejack, Apple Bloom, come out here and explain yerselves, now!! Granny's missing, and you need to help me find 'er!!" Big Mac demanded with irritation within the darkness. He heard something fall, and a groan or two echoed out, as the cracking of bones seemed to echo through the building.

"Ahrrh!! Ahh!! Jeez, Oh!! Mah leg, confound it, that was a dumb mistake! Mac? Mac, was that you?!" a voice rang out. Big Mac rushed towards the voice, only to see the outline of his sister, Applejack, within the darkest shadows.

"Applejack, are you okay?! Are you hurt?" Big Mac asked. He waited for a reply, but there wasn't a single sound to be heard, until a set of hoofsteps that weren't his own, began to come closer, and closer. "Applejack, this is not the time fer games, darn it!!" Big Mac sternly said. Nothing spoke out, but the hoofsteps just got closer until they stopped.

Big Mac could feel it, somepony breathing in their face. Their breath reeked of what smelled like cake and icing, and some sort of odd smell he couldn't figure out. A slightly squeaky and bubbly giggle echoed through the darkness, and Big Mac nearly felt his soul furlough and jump out of his body.

"A-A-Applejack?" Big Mac struggled to say, his breathing getting heavy. He felt a hoof pat his back and he felt a bit worried, knowing that he couldn't see who was in front of him.

"Sorry big guy, Applejack's a bit exhausted after that nasty spill she just took... but don't you worry! Your best friend Pinkie Pie, is here to help and make you smile." A voice rang out, soft spoken, but cheery and sincere to the end.

"P-Pinkie? Is that yo- MMPH!!" Big Mac was interrupted, suddenly having his words, and his screams, be muffled by a rag. Another odd scent filling his nose as he tried to squirm, only for his body to suddenly get weaker and weaker, until his eyes finally shut amidst the blackness as everything went dark.

The lights turned on again, showing Pinkie, standing over Big Mac's unconscious body with a big ol' silly grin on her face. "Well, that's another one. Now... what do I do about him?" Pinkie said, a hint of malevolence in her cheery tone, eyeing the door way.

...

"You'll have to forgive me when I say that I don't believe you, Twilight.

"You don't believe me?! You're the last of your kind, you can turn into these strange creatures with a watch, and you can't believe me on this?!" Twilight exclaimed in a confused and aggressive fit.

"Twilight... you're trying to tell me Pinkie is behind this? Look, she can be a lot of things, and I don't know her down on a personal level, and yeah, she can be a bit much at times, but she's anything but a killer. Sure, certain forms of media back where I come from have depicted a character like her in such a light before... but you never outright making the official claim that they are killing machines, because it ruins a lot of shit!" Leon argued.

Leon thought back to his days before the 4th Generation of the show ended, and remembered his first ever official observation of a strange and crazy little story in the shadows of the brony fandom, simply known as... Cupcakes.

He could hear the dramatic readings of this dark little story echoing in the back of his mind, the agonizing screams from Rainbow Dash, to the simple minded nonchalant massacre that Pinkie used as a means to bring forth the pegasus' screams. He remembers how he used to look at Pinkamena just being batshit crazy, or a Jeff the Killer clone in Pinkie's body, but now that he looks at his current situation, he finds himself in a rather strict position and shouldn't be making claims he can't back up.

But this was Pinkie Pie they were talking about... was this world's Pinkie already on that road of development in this timeline, to becoming the feared Pinkamena? Leon feared the worse, but still continued to deliver a glare to the mare. "Twilight, I'm gonna ask you one simple question... you said I could actually help fix this... how in the name of Celestia's fat plot do you expect me to know how to fix this?!" Leon exclaimed furiously.

"Your watch, maybe you can possess her, get inside her mind and remove whatever is making her this way?" Twilight suggested. Leon's eye twitched, that was her plan? Have him deal with it? Of all the dumb shit Twilight's canon counterpart did, this is almost on par with most of her lowest and less risky mistakes.

Leon then looked at Twilight bemusedly. "You're lucky you're Celestia's student, otherwise I would've smacked you for suggesting something so stupi-" Suddenly, something crashes through the window, interrupting Leon. Twilight and Leon look on and see the pink pony, Pinkie, slowly stand up, and smile.

"Hi Twilight! Hi Leon! Wanna try some cupcakes I just made?" She offered, holding out a tray with what looked like freshly made red, orange and slightly light-tan colored cupcakes with a green frosting on them. Twilight used her magic to teleport away, leaving Leon alone with the pink pony.

"Pinkie, I'll gladly try a cupcake, but you have to answer one of my questions first, just so I can confirm to Twilight that you're not a crazy person, and I say it's a Pinkie Promise, so you have to tell me. We got a deal?" Leon asked. Pinkie's smile never faltered, but for a brief moment, it seemed like a crimson glint could've been seen in Pinkie's eyes.

"Of course! Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye! Whatcha wanna ask me?" Pinkie inquired.

"Pinkie... you're not killing ponies and baking them into sugary confections, are you? That's not why Ponyville suddenly seems empty and lacking in its citizens? Keep in mind, you have to answer honestly, the truth, nothing but it, otherwise, you'll break your own promise!" Leon asked, knowing she got her sworn to tell the truth.

Pinkie's smile suddenly changed to a look that lacked expression, and the pink pony sighed, her poofy, curly mane deflating and going flat. Leon was smiling confidently, expecting her answer.

"Yeah, I am." Pinkie said, lacking any real excitement or thrill in her voice.

"Alright, that's enough for me. Twilight, you can come ou-... I'm sorry what, Pinkie?" Leon said, his confidence immediately shattering, fear began sinking in as he looked at the party pony cautiously.

"Yeah... I did do all that stuff. Let me tell ya, it's not as fun as I thought it'd be, especially since no pony else is around to try my new recipes. I thought maybe I'd be able to stop if there wasn't anypony left, until you and Big Mac came running into town, I'm already in too deep unfortunately, I might as well keep going till I'm drowning in red stuff..." Pinkie casually said, a bit embarrassed and kinda sensitive about the topic. She reached into her flat and deflated mane, pulling out a really sharp knife as she trotted over to Leon.

'Oh this wasn't what I expected, not at all! I'm gonna die by the fandom's favorite party thrower turned into the fandom's bogeymare!! Leon thought to himself in a panic. He braced himself for the end until he remembered about the obvious.

'Wait, the Omnitrix! She can't kill me in my alien forms, they're too strong and too unearthly!' Leon thought to himself. Leon began to try using the Omnitrix, only for it to emit more of that dark violet light, sparking in an unstable manner as the mad mare got closer and closer, practically standing over him with a melancholic, but still wide smile.

"Sorry Leon, I didn't want it to come to this, but maybe you'll have better luck with the real Pinkie... maybe tell her to not invest in literal 'Meat Pies'. At least unlike the others, your pain will be swift. That's a Pinkie Promise. Cross my heart, hope to fly..." Pinkie started, taking the knife and jamming it into one of the cupcakes she made. Her body began to change, becoming astral, stars forming on her pink body, which progressively got darker and more violet in shade. Her eyes became blank white voids as her flat mane puffed up, and her teeth became sharp. "Stick a cupcake in my eye!" Pinkie exclaimed, bringing the blade down onto Leon's face as he was about to scream.

...

"Leon?... Leon!...." a faint voice echoed out. Leon was groaning, trying to get up, but couldn't seem to move. He could see bright lights flashing, but couldn't make out a single thing of the location.

"Leon, wake up!! Are you okay?! You look like you need medical assistance!!" Another voice echoed out, this time a bit clearer. Leon struggled and tried to get up, this time, managing to get up with a bit of assistance from a rainbow and blue colored blur on one side, and a big red blur on his other.

All of a sudden, a freezing cold liquid splashed onto his face and he came to fully, coughing as he wiped the freezing liquid from his eyes and face, looking around to find himself in a hospital bed. 7 colorful ponies and a baby dragon surrounded him, smiling as concern was plastered on their faces before the pink one tries to splash more water on him, only to be stopped by the orange one.

"Pinkie, he's awake! That's enough of the water, for now!" Applejack said. Pinkie smiled and lowered the bucket as Leon looked at himself, seeing cuts, bruises and burns.

"Hey bud, how do you feel?" Rainbow asked. Leon looked at Dash and felt a chill go up his spine, only for him to shake it off.

"I feel like I'm in pain... what the hell happened? Don't tell me I did something stupid..." Leon asked, hoping he didn't do anything.

"Pardner, you never had alcohol before, have ya?" Big Mac asked.

Leon casually stared at the stallion, and chuckled tiredly before replying. "Nope. Not at all. I'm 19 in human years, so I don't know how that equates to ponies in any way... but I can definitely say, I don't wanna know what happened with me, let alone if it involved alcohol... but what I can say, is that I saw some creepy shit... creepy shit I didn't think I'd see in this god damn colorful world... but that's a story for another day... can we go home now?" Leon said.

"Yes, you can. We just need to make sure you have a clean bill of health before we can let you leave." A white mare said, trotting up to the bed dressed in a navy colored nurse outfit, removing a bit of medical equipment from Leon's person. Leon just silently grimaced at the sight, did he get fucked up that bad that he had to be hospitalized?

'Dear god, I can only imagine the medical records going into a damn tizzy when dealing with a human as a patient. And wow, Nurse Redheart actually has more to her work uniform than just a hat. That's actually pretty nice!' Leon thought to himself. As Leon gets out of the bed, the Omnitrix begins to spark even more, emitting more of that dark violet light, which made everyone jump.

"So... I didn't wanna say anything, Darling, but that watch has been acting like that since you got up and joined the party yesterday. Is it supposed to do that, or is this going to be a problem?" Rarity asked worriedly. Leon looked at the watch, seeing it act this way was, to him, probably something he could get used to, plus, it wasn't the shade of purple that signified that a certain villain would get involved... but this didn't mean it wasn't being messed with.

"I think maybe the princess will have to look at it. Call it a hunch, but maybe introducing myself to the princess of Equestria would be beneficial, especially in later matters, if a certain someone eventually shows their faces..." Leon stated. He yawned a bit and rubbed his eyes. "But for now, I think I need some sleep, like some good sleep." Leon stated, slumping against Fluttershy, who was a bit hesitant to let him just do this, until she noticed he had fallen asleep and was squeezing her like a plushy, making her face redden from the amount of blush that was forming.

Rainbow Dash laughed at this. "Man, this guy's a weirdo, but hey, he doesn't seem to be flipping out, so that's a good start. What do you think he was dreaming about?" Dash asked, Twilight rubbed her chin as she smiled and simply magicked Leon's body onto her back as she carried him out, with Spike following her.

"Doesn't matter at the moment, for now, I'm gonna take him back to the farm, let him rest. We all should rest, cause tomorrow, we go to Canterlot." Twilight stated quietly, smiling as she kept trotting forth. All the while Spike, being curious about the Omnitrix, tries to fiddle with it, only to feel a slight zap from the watch, seeing it briefly illuminate a yellow light, cycling through each alien icon until Spike marvels at something fantastic before the watch begins to bug out, emitting the dark violet glow yet again.