-filly’s folly,
“you sure we should be doing this, applebloom?” Said sweetie-belle
“don’t worry we wont get caught” replied applebloom as she dropped down into the basement of candy corner…
“see, see!?” Apple-bloom yelled to a shaking sweetie belle and scootaloo who was still trying to fit through the window.
“theirs no torture room, no dead ponies, no singing dancing mentally insa…well no EVIL mentally insane pony!”
both sweetie belle and scootaloo had stopped shaking now
“well” they said… they were interrupted by a irritated yellow pony
“sweetie you know that our classmates are retarded, I mean look at snips and snails, their genes are worse put together
than that table we made in season one episode 17, the stare master”
Wait, wha…..sweetiebelle was interrupted again but this time by an orange fowl
“hey guys seeing as were here, and this is a cake shop I think we should get some cakes”
“good idea robin” replied sweetiebelle grinning with her most devious face.
After nodding their heads in unison the three fillys headed toward the staircase up into the shop only to be stopped in their
tracks by the creak of the very top stair.
Scootaloo grabbed applebloom’s collar and leaped behind a large chest, very instinctively
Sweetiebelle however opted for the most sensible thing’ well to her at least and layed against the wall putting one arm up the wall and the other down, seeing this scootaloo facehooved
The steps and creaks were horrific with each step applebloom eyes watered “why are we here, were gonna get in trouble”
Her heart stopped for a moment when the step landed on the concrete that the cellar was made of.
A tall pink pony stood there and walked forward before turning and looking dead at sweetiebelle who had a serious face on, and a bead of sweat rolling down her forehead
Pinky then turned again and started walking over to a wall looking at a large set of un-explained out-of place knifes.
All three ponys were now almost crying with scootaloo almost crushing applebloom
After a moment of pinky’s face twisting into a sadistic, twisted smile before a voice called down the stairs
“pinky, are the diapers down there?”
Pinky snapped out of it and tuned to pick up a sack of diapers
“yeah, I got them” called back pinky before heading back to the stairs.
Pinkie stopped again and turned to the sprawled out pony who’s face had gone from concentrating to pale faced horror
….hhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmm…. pinky looked closer….
Applebloom and scotaloo’s hearts exploded
Pinkiepie reached out her hoove to sweetiebelle’s face witch was now in ‘planning how to hide pinky’s body’ concentrations.
As the two other fillys crushed their faces up in anticipation they were relieved as pinkie simply picked up a VERY brightly coloured childs toy from the shelve just above sweetie’s head.
The pink pony turned and run back up the stairs.
Sweetiebelle fell face first off the wall, not being able to move in any way other than falling on her face still in the sprawled out position
Applebloom and scootaloo quickly rushed to her aim, they franticly turned her over to meet sweetie belle’s face
“Sweetie…are you okay?”
“how….how didn’t she see me?”
Because you’re a ninja! The two other fillys began to laugh whilst sweetiebelle looked down at her hoove and thought deeply….
“I guess I am”…..
