fandomtownies | The streets of Fandom, Saturday night

Pinkie Pie was going fast. Maybe too fast. She had stayed too long in the caffeine den with her new friend Jessica, and was now running late to that big deal she had going down that would make all of her troubles float away. Then she'd have nothing else to worry about other than how much cream to put in her next hit of coffee.

But perhaps that last triple shot cappuccino was just too much for her. Perhaps the extra foam just put it that much over the top. Suddenly, Pinkie went careening off the road and headfirst into a tree. The camera panned slowly down the embankment, following her wild, uncontrolled hoofprints until it came upon the smoking wreck of her body, lying twisted at the base of the tree. Her hind leg twitched, then went still as the life went out of her.

She had her whole life ahead of her. It was such a waste. If only she hadn't let herself get caught up in the evils of caffeine deals at such a young age! If only she hadn't let her contract run out while her agent looked for higher class gigs on other stations!

Such a sad, sad waste.

Let this be a lesson, kids. Never drink caffeine and trot.

[ooc: RIP, you beautiful, beautiful Pie. Open to reactions.]