Pinkie Pie's Thoughts

by Kweeshino

After that "incident" of killing Rainbow Dash, quite a lot of things ran in her pink little head. This is my first time writing something creepypasta-ish, please give some feedback.

I don't like this.

Pinkie Pie's head was thinking of that phrase over and over as she took out her fresh batch of Rainbow Dash cupcakes out of the oven. Rainbow Dash would not come back forever and she could do nothing about it.

I shouldn't have killed her.

Pinkie Pie was thinking of that phrase over and over again in her head, nibbling on the cupcake in her hoof. Why did I do it? Why did I think of that? She thought of those in her pink little head.

It was so wrong, but it felt so right.

Pinkie Pie thought of that phrase over and over, as she cleaned up in her basement, picking up the leftover remains of her best friend and throwing them in a trash bin. She could still smell the blood. It still smelt good.

I ended her life and it was the funnest experience in my life.

The phrase repeated in Pinkie Pie's brain as she was lying down on her bed, holding one of the scalpels she used on Rainbow Dash. It looked pretty with Rainbow Dash's blood. It looked adorable. Pinkie Pie..

She's a psychopath.