Pinkie Pie Creepy Novels & Stories

"Roast pork, trout amandine, fried clams, and fried cabbage. These are all delicious dishes. Since when is our Caterpie so humble?" Melody rushed over to Abigail and hugged her. She then affectionately kissed Abigail's face twice. She said, "These are all my favorites. Stinky Caterpie, I love you so much." Abigail wiped off the saliva on her face with a disgusted expression. "Ms. Mane, from now on, you aren't allowed to randomly kiss me." Melody tutted a few times. She teased, "Nathan hasn't even shown up yet. And you're planning to save yourself for him. Even I'm not allowed to kiss you now."

Trying not to think about his own weakness, Tink raised his hand with difficulty, seeing almost nothing, felt the hot side of the pie in the nearest plate and pulled it towards him. “Look, he is already moving his hands, which means that you don’t need to feed from a spoon,” said the werewolf. The mention of the spoon evoked bad forebodings. "So-so," Genevra's menacing voice made Tink flinch. Something was placed in front of him with a thud, and a pie was mercilessly torn from his fingers. “First the broth,” said the sorceress, and ruffled his hair.

" Go ahead, post it." "Oh so you don't mind me posting a picture of you wearing a pink bikini?" That was all I needed to say to wipe off the mocking grin on her face, replacing it with a horrified expression. "There's no such picture of me, I never wear pink bikinis," "That's what I thought until your mother showed me a certian picture of you chilling at the beach," Her expression was a telltale sign that she knew what I was talking about. Her groggy voice immediately adopted a nervous tune , the mood around her shifting abruptly. Me realising that picture of her dressed in pink would be her social suicide. Not that she had that many friends. In fact, Charli was a friendless loner, a lone wo

I added, my voice shrinking until it was barely a breath. Barbara’s eyes traveled over the room, landing on the mountain of flowers and plush toys. “This is about Mrs. Pierce, isn’t it? The Witch of the Neverland Pirates,” Barbara said, trying to lighten the mood. I let out a weak laugh, waving her off. “Stop it!”

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

"This thing reeks. You've been eating these?" "Crackers and twinkies mainly," Holly replied as she rubbed her stomach. "I don't understand what's going on. Any of this. I don't know who you are, or why Fluffy can talk, or why the Chasers are after me. All of this doesn't make sense." She slumped in a chair. "This is all just a really bad dream, or maybe I've been drugged." She stared at the wild pink-haired woman then back to the cabbit. "This really explains him though, I thought it was weird that my pet was so strange, but everything else has been strange so it's not that huge of a leap."

Pearl opened the kitchen door and witnessed utter chaos. She couldn't believe how many things that could possibly go wrong at one time, and she started to wonder just what in the hell she had done to piss the universe off so damn bad lately. Sprites...there were hundereds of stinking ass sprites running amuck in the freaking kitchen. They were nasty little critters with a few human like features. They were ugly and they smelled really bad. They had big, pointy teeth that were green brown and covered in green snot looking slobber. They were scavengers and would steal anything, especially food.

And for Gilda, I'll just buy her later. I eyed the man and he mouthed 'what' while raising one brow on me. "Here!" I pushed the paper bag to him. He gave me a puzzled look. "These are my take outs from Divine Dine, there are two chocolate brownies and a muffin inside. Eat them. It's not good to stay hungry. You'll die" he was still eyeing me suspiciously, then said "You're creepy". My eyes widened. "Me? Not you?" between the two of us, the creepy one is definitely him.

“Not bad. My Bonnie is getting better at baking." I looked at the 'thief' with annoyance. “Oh my god, cute. Quickly make it again." My cheek was hit by the pinch target. I'm heren. Many people say I look creepy when angry instead of cute. But Drie always pinched my cheek as if I was really cute in his eyes. "Yes! Do not bother me Mr. Drian Audrikza." "I still want to eat Bonnie's donuts, please make some more." Drie's puppy eyes instantly enchanted me.

I latch on the plate of Apple pie Leonid managed to make before leaving for his mission of searching for any clue that can lead me to the assassins. Bringing the plate out, I head to the microwave to nuke the pie. I feel the ginger girl’s eyes on me as I effortlessly lumber to the microwave stead. “Don’t you like the pancakes?” She asks. Heck! This little bitch is becoming something else. I think she wants ultimate attention from me but hell, I can’t bring myself to do that with her. I mute while nuking the pie and she just stares. When she has burn out her energy in the stares, she whirl around and zoom off.