Pinkie Pie Goes To Hell

     Pinkie still had her eyes shut when she was taking that dreadful fall to the hard ground, but the one thing she couldn't get out of her head was this: Why didn't she feel any pain when she landed? She knew for sure she was dead, but she only awoke in a small, black holding cell. Minutes before, she stood before this huge, bright tall guy who referred to himself as "Lord". But, Pinkie didn't know exactly where she was going; and better yet, IF she was even going anywhere. If she was, how long would it be when she would go to a certain place.

     Finally, Pinkie felt two strong arms grab her by both shoulders, and they began to drag her away.

    "H-Hey! Where are you two taking me?" she asked with certain fear rising in her.

   The two tall angels did not respond, they just kept dragging her until they reached this tall, stainless door, and for some reason, Pinkie smelled sulfur, and brimstone. She even her some faint gruesome screams from behind the door. Finally, Pinkie asked the two for one final time where they were taking her. The holding her left shoulder answered first, and was the only to answer:

   "We were instructed by the lord to cast you into hell for your dreadful sins on earth; where you will stay for eternity." he answered.

   "ETERNITY?!" Pinkie gasped hysterically.

  The two tall angels did not answer her anymore as the two huge steel doors opened to reveal a place even worse than death itself: Hell. Pinkie frantically struggled to get out of their grip, but it was no use, within only two minutes, the angels had thrown Pinkie Pie into the scolding fire; where she burned forever more in hell, for her most vulgar party, which would be her last....

Twenty-Five Years Later, Pinkie POV

   "Hello, I am Pinkamena Diane Pie, and that was my story before shortly arriving in hell, I know you all are not interested in religious stories, but this story was not a religious one. The only true part of it was that Hell-casting-into part. Anyhow, I was tortured, and I still am. This is for eternity, and it hurts. The pain never ends, and even twenty-five years into it, it still is the same. The writer not only felt weird while writing this, but he just hates me; kills the story, I know." Stated the pink mare, talking to no-one but herself. Being in hell not only demented her, but it obviously made her go insane....

   The rest of the friends you ask? Well luckily for them, they went better ways.

Twilight decided to keep the baby, and found a great loving stallion, and gave birth to a healthy baby girl, and they raised a family together.

Rarity finally quit smoking, and became a fashion-clothes model; but after two years of modeling, she met a colt and settled down with him in Phillydelphia for many years to come.

Fluttershy decided to be nicer finally, and became a top-geared pet care taker. She stayed single, but the animals always kept her company.

Rainbow Dash finally kicked the habit of crack-cocaine selling and taking to became a cadet at a flying school, she still has a lot to learn, but she is still very on the right track.

AppleJack finally quit drinking, but the damage was already done, she died after three years of sclerosis of the liver shroty after Twilight got married and had a kid.

So, just in case your Christian, and you were curious, all of them found Jesus Christ, and made it to heaven. I plan to go there too one day, but I still have a long ways to go.

The End.

(P.S. This chapter is very short for a reason, it's just a mini-Epilogue.)