Pinkie Pie's Party Palace, Friday

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Pinkie Pie's Party Palace had seen better days. The happy colors had all faded to sickly yellows and blood reds, no matter how many times Pinkie tried to repaint them. The shingles were so patchy it looked like her pinata facade had mange. Something had actually melted the fiberglass Pinkie, into a weird, pasty piece of sculpture that looked like it might have been made by Salvador Dali. As a reproduction of the horse from Guernica.

Pinkie was just about ready to give up on opening today.

[open! Note: Pinkie's thread with . . . Pinkie . . . will be the last one chronologically]

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Something pink ran around the side of the building, visible just out of the corner of the eye.

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"Who's that?" called Pinkie, trotting hesitantly after the bright happy color. "Do you want to have a party?"

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Pinkie paused, halfway up the side of the building.

Party?

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"Helloooooo," Pinkie called as she rounded the corner, looking left and right. "It's okay! I'm not scary! I think I still have some unpopped balloons in the back!"

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What good was not being scary?

Look up, Pinkie Pie. Look uuuuuuuuuuuup.

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Pinkie Pie looked up. In the wrong direction.

Her tail started vibrating so hard her hindquarters lifted off the ground.

"Oh man! My pinkie sense is going crazy!"

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Pinkie ground her teeth.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

She crept sideways along the wall, trying to get into Pinkie's peripheral vision.

LOOK AT ME.

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Pinkie looked.

"Omigosh! Hi! Oh you're so pretty!"

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. . . What.

Pinkie zipped down to loom over the pony and hissed through her teeth like a snake.

She wasn't pretty, she was terrifying!

[locointhecoco]

"Silly face party!" Pinkie declared. "Check out this one!"

She blew on her hoof and inflated her head like a balloon.

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Pinkie tripled in size and grew fangs. her eyes caught fire.

She hoped eating this pony didn't give her gas.

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Pinkie stepped back a step. "You win."

And then she whipped out her party cannon and blasted a load straight into the center of the weird pink hell-pony.

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Pinkie settled back into her usual shape, blinking in confusion at the confetti raining down around her.

She stuck out her tongue and caught a piece like a snowflake.

Bleah. It didn't taste at all like people. She was just going to have to eat the pony.

[locointhecoco]

Sorry creepy Pinkie, the pony wasn't there anymore. She was naively happy-go-lucky, but she wasn't that naively happy-go-lucky.

And if anyone could escape Pinkie Pie, it was Pinkie Pie.