VIII. Hide The Body (Art Of Distress)

What have I done? What have I done?
I lost my focus, now this pony is gone…
What have I done? Party of one…
I’m all alone, this problem I cannot [bad word] What do I do? What can I say?
I need a plan or else I’ll never make a day
Where can I go? I just don’t know!
It’s not the kind of thing that normal ponies know
I need to get rid of the evidence…
Somehow…

Step by step, checking every detail
Hook and knife, Bring the body down into the cellar [bad word] as I place her on the table
Frantic as I wonder if I’m able
To go through with all that I have planned
So far all my actions were unmanned
I’m under so much stress…

Bare the neck, make a deep incision
Smell the blood as it pours out upon the surface
Trying not to care for consequences
Knowing that I have no good defenses
Thinking hard of what I’m gonna make her
Though I know I’ll have to clean up later
Silly little pinkie, you’ve grown colder
Time for Pinkamina to take over
Finish up the job that we have started
Feed her to the vein and the coldhearted
Don’t expect to hear that much rejection
Everypony loves our main confection
(Make them cupcakes)
So sweet and tasty
(Cupcakes)
Don’t be too hasty
(Cupcakes)
And if they like them
(Cupcakes)
Then I’ll still make them
(Cupcakes)
I [bad word] nopony
(Cupcakes)
They all are phony
(Cupcakes!)
I know my target
(Cupcakes)
I’ll never forget
This is all her fault!

…when I’m through with you, Rainbow Dash is gonna pay!

IX. Practice Makes Perfect (Crime)

(spoken)
The following morning, Pinkie put the cupcakes out for sale, like they were a regular product in the store, and hoped against hope that the customers approved. To her shock (as well as mine, to be honest), they went over extremely well with the ponies who bought them, to the point where they [bad word] sold out by the end of the lunch hour.

Strangely enough, the normally sickening thought of her peers [bad word] cannibalism pleased her. For the first time since Cloudsdale, Pinkie genuinely smiled, and by the end of the day, her once faked happy demeanor was replaced by the jubilant mannerisms that Pinkie was known for. She felt great, better than she had in a while, but…she knew that, if she was going to go through with her plan, she would have to prepare, and preparing meant repeating the process and practicing until she felt she was ready to take on the one who, in her mind, started it all.

The first pony she managed to get was a young filly named Twist. The second, about a week later, was a unicorn named holli dash. The third, a young Pegasus named Cloud Kicker. Several other ponies disappeared, and the residents of ponyville were none-the-wiser, until finally, about a month later, Pinkie felt that she was ready, and invited rainbow dash to help her in her shop...

X. And Now You Nap (HORRIBLE VOICE ACTING TIME!)

Pinkie (Left): So you ready to get started, Rainbow Dash? I’ve got everything all ready”
Rainbow Dash (Right): You betcha, Pinkie! So what do ya got planned? We gonna prank somepony? 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…
Pinkie: Making cupcakes!
RD: Baking? Pinkie, you know I’m not good at baking. Remember the last time?
Pinkie: Oh, that’s not a problem at all. I only need your help making them. I’ll be doing most of the work.
RD: (pause) well, alright, I guess that’s ok. What exactly do you need me to do?
Pinkie: That’s the spirit. Here you go!
RD: (pause) Iiiii thought I was helping you bake
Pinkie: You will be. I made this one just for you before you got here.
RD: So, is this like taste testing or something?
Pinkie: Sorta
RD: (pause) Okay, now what?
Pinkie: Now. You take a nap.

XI. Cupcakes

Oh dash, I’m glad you’re here.
This job of mine is oh so dreary.