Cupcakes 2: Silence of the Hares
Edited by The Color Twelve
Chapter 5: Pinkie Pie
"Wakey wakey, rise and shakey!" Pinkie sang. "Today, I have a special surprise for you! Cupcakes! I thought I was all out of my very special ingredient, but I guess I still had some left! Now eat it." Pinkie lowered a cupcake down the pit on a string.
Rarity opened her eyes. She had not eaten anything for days. Her whole body ached and wobbled as she crawled over to the cupcake. She ate it without a thought, cramming it in her mouth and taking most of the string along with it.
"Wow, Miss Piggy, aren't you?" Pinkie mocked her prisoner. "I guess beauty and grace does fade. Well, here, since you liked it so much, I may as well just give you some more of the special ingredient." Pinkie threw a blood-soaked strip of flesh onto Rarity's face.
"Pinkie," Rarity said weakly. "What is this?"
"Do you remember that friend of ours, the one who like to, erm, dash?" Pinkie giggled sadistically.
"No, not Rainbow, why?"
"Her number came up, just like yours. She was weak, weaker than most ponies actually. I only got to play with her for fifty minutes. Well, at least I got to play with you for much longer. And I think you'll make a great dress; that's what's important."
As Pinkie turned and left, Rarity had a million thoughts racing through her head. She was stuck in a pit. She was going to be made into a dress. She had just eaten Rainbow Dash.
Pinkie was in a room by herself. The walls were covered in missing pony notices. The bed was dressed in dyed-pink hide. Near the door was a mirror surrounded by light bulbs, but only a few were still working. She reached her hoof over to a record player and started it up. Pinkie sat looking into the mirror as she retrieved a small vial of blood and smeared it on her lips. "Do you want be my friend?" she spoke to her reflection. "I'd like to be your friend. I'd be your friend forever and ever." She backed up and started putting on her 'special dress' made from a patchwork of colorful pony hides and cutie marks emblazoned across the sides. "Ooh!" She lit up as the song on the record changed. "This is my jam!" She started to dance and sing along, creating her own lyrics.
Meanwhile, Rarity had managed to concoct an escape plan. She tied a piece of string over the chunk of Rainbow Dash, and threw it up to the edge of the pit. "Here, Gummy," Rarity called out for the crocodile. "Come over here, boy!"
The crocodile waddled towards the piece of meat, wearing his usual half-perplexed look.
"Come on, you carnivorous little ruffian, eat the meat."
Gummy looked down at her, then turned and started ambling away.
"No, no, oh, no, come on you horrible little creature!" Rarity called out, trying to restrain the utter hatred she felt towards quite literally everything at the moment.
Pinkie Pie set up a camera in front of herself. "Now introducing Ponyville's finest. It took so long to make, but I think it adds just the right touch, don't you?" As she was dancing, she heard a tug and a whimpering cry. Pinkie Pie rushed over to the hole.
Rarity looked up at Pinkie with mad determination on her face. "I have Gummy, Pinkie Pie! He broke his tail on the way down here; he needs to go to the hospital!"
"Gimme back my alligator!" Pinkie yelled in a childish tone.
"I'll kill him, I swear I will, I'll snap his neck!" Rarity called back shrilly.
Pinkie gave a harrumph, then rushed back to her room and snatched up a crossbow. Just then, she heard a loud knock. "Visitors!" she happily squealed, and rushed up the stairway to the door, quickly donning a disguise on the way.
"Hello, is anyone there?" a voice spoke. There was no response.
"Just a second," Pinkie said, taking on a deeper tone.
"Hello there. I'm Twilight Sparkle, here to investigate a series of disappearances. Would you mind if I took a look around?"
"No, not at all," Pinkie replied, yielding to her 'friend'. The upper part of the house seemed to be done up hastily. Most of the surfaces were very dusty. The whole place seemed to lack a certain quality that a house has when someone lives in it. Everything seemed to be brand new, but neglected. The floor was unpolished, and the walls were white.
"Just moved into town, I see." Twilight said.
"Nope, been living here all my life," Pinkie said, in her fake voice.
"This house could use a little more, erm, life, don't you think?" Twilight asked.
"Well, that's your opinion," Pinkie retorted. She paused before adding, "So, these disappearances, they found what caused them yet?"
"Yeah, this pony named Pinkamena Diane Pie, we've tracked her down to a rock farm outside of town. Well, it looks like there's nothing suspicious in this house, so I'll leave you be." Twilight said, walking towards the door.
"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie said in her regular voice.
Twilight quickly turned around.
"Oops." Pinkie stared at Twilight for several moments, then bolted into the basement.
Twilight followed her, but Pinkie had already ducked into one of the many winding hallways. The basement was dimly lit and damp, and reminded Twilight of a dungeon. "Pinkie Pie, you are under arrest!" She yelled as she ran down one of the hallways. She looked through a doorway and saw Pinkie's room. She noticed a sewing machine and the dried skin of some unfortunate pony. She gagged at the sight, but pressed forward. She kept running until she heard a voice.
"Twilight? Is that you? Oh, Twilight, please save me!"
She raced towards the pit to find Rarity glaring pitifully up at her. "Hold on Rarity, I need to find Pinkie, just hang tight."
"Twilight! Twilight, come back here! Don't leave me alone, please!"
Twilight backed into a corner, horn at the ready. Suddenly, all the lights in the basement shut off.
Pinkie Pie could smell Twilight. She knew her house by heart and could smell out exactly where Twilight was. She got close to Twilight as she was fumbling around in the dark, but as she pulled the drawstring on the crossbow, Twilight heard it creak, swung around, and pinned Pinkie in place with magic. Pinkie thrashed and strained against it, but to no avail. Twilight lit up the rest of the room, then stood where she was, panting, exhausted but relieved that her ordeal was over.
Twilight watched several guard pegasi carrying Pinkie away in a straightjacket. "How did you know I was here?" she asked one of the guards.
"Somepony named Fluffershy or something sent a message that Pinkie was here."
As the pegasi pulled Rarity up out of the hole, Twilight went outside, and was surprised to find Spike waiting for her. "I had to come out here and see it for myself," he said. "Thank you so much for saving Rarity."
"You're welcome Spike, now take a letter to the Princess."
"Yes, Ma'am!" he replied enthusiastically.
"That won't be necessary, Spike," a voice said from behind them. Twilight and Spike turned to see Celestia walking towards them. "Twilight Sparkle, my faithful student, you have served Equestria well. We are finally past the horror that was Pinkie Pie." She paused. "You have something to say, don't you? Go ahead."
Twilight saw that the Princess was acknowledging her in front of the crowd that had been forming outside Pinkie's hideout. "Princess Celestia, I do have something to say. Over the past few days my friends and I have seen some of the most horrid crimes committed in pony history. They were atrocities beyond comprehension, but they showed that even in times of hardship, the power of true friendship never fades."
Celestia looked at Twilight solemnly. "That is all we needed to hear, Twilight Sparkle. For your actions, you will be receiving the Honorary Pony Award!"
The entire crowd burst into fevered applause, but Twilight looked sullen. She was relieved that this was finally behind her, but she couldn't ignore that she had just lost two of her closest friends.
To Be Continued