DISCLAIMER – If you wish to see nothing even slightly violent or inappropriate, I suggest you stop reading this story (however it will only be a very small amount)

Chapter 3.5 – Pinkie's Creation

Authors Note: I decided to create a mini chapters, involving everyone's favorite pony-with-a-mental-disorder, Pinkie! Anyways, if you even payed attention in the last chapter, you may have noticed Pinkie seemed to be designing something. Yes, Pinkie is sacrificing to the blood god. Geez.

Pinkie never really understood how Twilight managed to use spells. This didn't stop Pinkie, even with her small knowledge of magic she was absolutely positiveTwilight would need an sacrifice table! I mean, come on, how can you unlock any type of power without sacrificing somepony to the blood god! It just wasn't possible, and Pinkie should know.

Pinkie thought over everything she needed, which was 3 foot by 6 foot oak plank, 4 oak table legs, 6 inches tall, basic equipment to attach it together, and 2 leather belts. Pinkie checked in her bag to see if she had everything. She did. Knowing that she had everything and was ready to begin, Pinkie decided to glue the table legs first. She picked up a bottle of "Dragon Glue" (her favorite kind) and set the work. She wasn't sure why, but the smell of glue made her giggle, and she was laughing hysterically as she attached the table legs to the bottom of the wooden plank.

When Pinkie had finally finished glueing, she knew it was type to attach the straps, and she jumped up in down in excitement as she had just gotten to her favorite step. She reached into her bag and grabbed her favorite hammer, and a pair of nails. She giggled at the memories they gave her, 'Good times... me and hammer really showed him! Hehehe...' she thought to herself, giggling uncontrollably now. She pulled herself away to get back on task. She grabbed the first belt, and wrapped it around the table to around where waist hight would be, then nailed the belt into place from the bottom of the table, allowing it to be opened and shut. Pinkie then moved up the table, doing the same for about shoulder type.

When Pinkie was all done, she smiled over her excellent craftsmanship. 'Twilight's going to be so proud of me! I can't wait to see the look on her face! We should through a party when she makes her first sacrifice on it... I'll start getting the balloons!' she thought to herself. However, Pinkie was not done. She still had to test if it could hold a ponies weight. Pinkie jumped onto the table, and sure enough it held, though the fact Pinkie literally jumped on it caused the table to squeak causing her to laugh uncontrollably at the funny noise. Pinkie couldn't wait to give her gift to Twilight.

Authors Note: VERY VERY SHORT. Anyways, I had to make this interesting for me. You can't believe how easily I could make this a murder story or a clopfic, and I am trying to hold back. Anyways, yeah, Pinkie worships a blood god, this may be more interesting later in the story, stay tuned :D

If you DO want me to make one of those, tell me, and I might just make one. Though, it will be bad.