My name, is Pinkamena Diane Pie. And This is an early warning for this story is not for you humans in the faint of heart. For this story contains blood, gore and my dark past. So, without further hesitation, we jump back 50 years ago when I was just a little filly. I lived on the Rock Farm with my sisters, Minkie, Blinkie, and Inkie. My family went inside as it happened, and only I saw it. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and it filled me with such happiness and joy, so much that I got my Cutie Mark for finding out what I was meant to be in life! At the time i didn't know the type or incredibility of the rainbow it was. But the story of the Rainboom is for another time. I decided to go and do my first act of something I called 'Operation FUN'! I went inside the house, and waited until everypony went to bed and I proceeded to sneak downstairs into the kitchen and bake cupcakes! "Pinkie Pie? What are you doing up?"The sudden voice startled me and I made a small high-pitched "EEEEEE!" When I turned around it was my sister Minkie, who was quickly joined by Blinkie and Inkie. "I've baked you some cupcakes!" I said excitedly, but all I got in return was their blank expressions, when finally Blinkie said, "Wow! you got your Cutie Mark!" and then that was followed with "Oh cool!" from the other two. "Yea! There was a big rainbow outside and I was just filled up with so much joy! i just knew i had to spread that happiness to others! So i decided to make cupcakes! Here, try one!" trying not to talk too loud, so I wouldn't wake up Mom or Dad, I handed each of them a cupcake. Upon eating them they all said something similar to: Wow, these are really good! In which I could only help but be disappointed. "Is that it? Only Good?" Minkie replied, "They're... missing something..." and Blinkie and Inkie just nodded in agreement. I watched as they went back upstairs eating the rest of their cupcakes, meanwhile I stayed behind downstairs and tried one of them myself. They were right, it seemed to be missing something that I couldn't just put my hoof on! I immediately went searching around the kitchen looking for anything i could add. Finding nothing I got desperate and as I went to go open a drawer my hoof slid quickly across the blade of the butchers knife, and I after the jolt of pain, I just looked at the blood as it flowed out, and then... I grabbed my cupcake that I had already taken a bite out of and decided to wipe the little bit of blood off my hoof and onto the pastry, and watched as the yellow cake quickly turned red, and as I bit into it, the flavor was rich with sweetness! It was the best thing I have ever tasted! After that night I let my sisters in on the secret and they decided we could take the ponies and lock them up and harvest their insides and bake them into the cupcakes!