just my little pink pony

I cant take it anymore I thought taking care of my own little pinkie pie would be fun and inspiring but no, the only thing she does that we do is fun is when we play the XBOX how she play's it I dont know but she sure as hell is good at it. she still likes making cupcakes but when I saw her kill a bird and took it back home I decided to stop eating her cupcakes after I witnessed that.

She still calls me dad at times but she only does it to annoy me now, ever since I killed Tom last year, pinkie has become more and more strange she stay's in her room all day talking to herself and watches gory movies, I over heard her one day laughing when she was watching the collecters addition to the movie Saw, i fear no man but that thing she has become scares me. She even comes into my room when Im asleep, she thinks I haven't noticed but I know she's been watching me, I now sleep with a hammer under my pillow, its very uncomfertable but I rather sleep like I am now then let myself be open for any attacks.

I asked my sister if she could come to check if there is anything wrong with pinkies mind, she said ok but why, she also asked who the hell pinkie was, I told her pinkie was my adopted "child" and that she has been acting quite strange. She agreed to come over, Her reaction of her face when she found out pinkie was a talking pony was strange she thought it was a toy at first, but after I told her that pinkie was from another dimension and that I found her in a locked box she quickly thaught that there has been a gas leak causing us to hallucinate. My sister knowing how much of a random and paranoid person I am, made her quickly change her mind and decided to help no matter how weird it was.

When my sister was asking pinkie some question's they told me to leave the room because it was personal female stuff that they were going to talk about, I was mad that my sister and "daughter" about how they don't think Im mature enough to keep seriose in there conversation. They didn't care what I thaught and quickly kicked me out of pinkies room.

After a few minutes of talking my sister walked out with a frightend look on her face, she told me to watch myself when Im around pinkie. I asked her why she told me that pinkie was very unstaible and that if not treated correctly she may "harm" some one. I look at my sister and then I looked at pinkie, if looks could kill I'd be strapped to a chair and would have been cut to peices.

I quickly told my sister thanks for the help sorta and told her to leave because I wanted to talk to pinkie alone. she left quickly well more like ran but she left.

"Pinkie come down here now!" I ask with a bit of anger in my voice.

"Why daddy did little ol me do something wrong ?" she said with a hint of mockery.

"You damn well know what you did now come down here...please"

"NO dad why dont you....come up here"

I knew I shouldn't of gone up to pinkies room but I really wanted to talk to her maybe it was the "father" in me to want to help pinkie but it just didnt feel right.

As i entered pinkies room I swore I felt death himself tap me on the shoulder "SURPRISE!!" , when I turned around the last thing I say was the flat side of a frying pan. When I regained conciosness I was lying on the floor with pinkie standing infront of me with a scared look "sorrysorrysorrysorrysorry dad *tears forming* I didn't want to do it. No we are not sorry and we did want to hurt you "dad" no we didn't yes we did noyesnoyesnoyesnoyes."

I lay on the floor just watching pinkie argue with herself for about half an hour untill I had enough of her. I stood up and grabbed pinkie by the hair "WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled loud enough it would have made dovhakin proud. "NOW THAT YOUR QUIET WILL YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING"

After a long and boring story of how pinkie was raised by tom how he would "play" with her, she told me of the strange things tom did to people and how he would make her eat donutes with people baked in them. She was scared and alone when she was living with tom, she didnt want to see all the horrible things he did but he forced her to watch he even showed her how to use the knives and how to cut the meat in the correct places.

I felt terrible after I heard pinkie talk about how tom was some kind of psychokiller who liked to eat people, I let pinkie cry on my shoulder for what felt like hours, I didn't cry for I am a man instead I weeped I cryed....er I mean I weeped for a nice long moment. When we both where done we decided to let the whole crazyness pass over us.