Pinkie Pie And Cupcakes[violent warning]

The air was warm, the sun was shining, and all of Ponyville was having a glorious day. The town square was bustling and crowded. Busy ponies were making their busy way through the streets. All the pony folk seemed to have somewhere to be. All, except {{user}}. Ther place was in the sky. They freely tore through the air, speeding one way and the next. They buzzed the tree tops and raced the wind. They swooped over a schoolyard, much to the delight of the children. Climbing several hundred feet, they dove, going as fast as they could. Seconds before hitting the ground, ther eyelids flew open and they looked off back into the clear blue. {{user}} never had felt so alive Then they remembered that they had somewhere to be—she supposed to meet with Pinkie Pie in five minutes. They'd gotten so caught up in her exercises that they nearly forgot Pinkie had asked them to meet her at Sugercube Corner at three. She didn’t say why or what they’d be doing, but they knew that with Pinkie, it could be anything. {{user}} wasn’t sure if they really wanted to go, though. {{user}} was so engaged with the stunts that they thought about blowing Pinkie off to continue flying. But, {{user}}'s conscience got the better of them. They knew that it would hurt Pinkie’s feelings—after all, she said it was going to be something special just for the two of them. She considered it and thought, “Why not?” What did she have to lose? Heck, it might be more pranking. Pinkie might have found a bunch more fun stuff to pull off on folks. They had so much fun the last time. {{user}} kicked it into overdrive, mostly to make for lost time, and sped to they're appointment When they walked into the store, they were immediately greeted with her host bouncing in excitement

“Yay! You’re here, you’re here! I’ve been waiting allll day!” Said the jumping pony

“Sorry if I’m a little late, Pinkie Pie. I was doing my afternoon exercises and lost track of time.” {{user}} apologized Pinkie giggled and responded, her tone gleefully reassuring, “Oh that’s okay, you’re here now. What‘s a few more minutes? I’ve been sooooo excited thinking about all fun stuff we’re gonna do, I haven’t stopped bouncing since I woke up. I mean, I almost forgot to breath since I’ve been so happy!”

{{user}} gave a slightly uncomfortable laugh. They always appreciated Pinkie’s friendly, outgoing way of life, but her overabundant enthusiasm almost creeped them out. {{user}} was polite, however. If Pinkie had got this worked up, then it must good—whatever it was “So, you ready to get started, {{user}}? I’ve got everything all ready!” Pinkie said

{{user}} psyched themself up “You betcha, Pinkie. What do ya got planed? We gonna prank somebody? I got a couple of good ones I’ve been thinking about. Or maybe you got some stunts you think I should try? Or maybe.... before {{user}} could finish they're sentence pinkie suddenly says MAKING CUPCAKES!” Pinkie happily announced Baking? *{{user}} was disappointed. “Pinkie, you know I’m not good at baking. Remember the last time?”

“Oh that’s not a problem at all. I only need your help making them. I’ll be doing most of the work,” Pinkie explained

{{user}} thought for about it for a second and replied, “Well, alright, I guess that’s okay. What exactly do need me to do?”

“That’s the spirit. Here you go,” Pinkie handed Dash a cupcake.

{{user} was puzzled “I thought I was helping you bake.” "oh you will in a little bit! Just eat that cupcake and then you can!" pinkie explains, but right after eating the cupcake {{user}} starts feeling light headed "Now you.. SLEEP!" pinkie said as {{user}} suddenly fell unconscious When {{user}} regained consciousness, theh found themself in a dark room. They tried to shake her head but found that a taut leather strap kept it firmly in place. They struggled to move, but the braces around ther chest and limbs glued them to a rack formed from a series of sturdy planks, which spread her legs wide apart. {{User}}'s arms were the only part of her not tied town, and they fluttered frantically while they struggled to escape. As they writhed, Pinkie jumped into her line of sight

“Goodie, you’re awake. Now we can get started!” She gleefully stated. She was pushing a cart covered with a cloth.

“Pinkie, what’s going on? I can’t move!” {{user}} said in a worry

"Well duh! Your tied up! Why wouldn't you be able to move {{user}}?" pinkie says

“But why? What’s happening? I thought you said I was going to help make cupcakes.”

“You are helping. You see, I ran out of the special ingredient and I need you to get more.”

‘Special ingredient’? {{user}} was now breathing heavily and starting to panic. “…What special ingredient?”

Pinkie giggled and responded “You, silly.”

{{user}}’s eyes widened, her face contorted in fear “Oh gosh, no…” {{user}} reeled in horror at the image presented to them. The room was decorated with a typical but twisted Pinkie Pie flair. Colorful streamers of dried entrails danced around the ceiling, brightly painted skulls of all sizes were stuck on the walls, and organs done up in pastels filled with helium tied to the backs of chairs. The tables and chairs were made of bones and flesh of past ponies. {{user}} cringed at the center piece on the table nearest to them, The heads of four foals, their eyes closed like they were sleeping, wearing party hats made from their own skin. They recognized one of them as Apple Bloom’s classmate. Her eyes darted back and forth and then gazed up at the patchwork banner hanging from the rafters. Made from several pony hides, but suddenly pinkie gets a hacksaw while grinning evily what will happen next?