Pinkie Pie Creepy Novels & Stories

Ava asks picking one of the pie on Chloe's plate. "Rugal... It is a Korean movie" Bella replies. "Hey Bliss... You should try my new cream pie.... Tell me what you think about it" Piper winks at me, slapping a pie to my hands. "Don't put that death sentence into hour mouth... It tastes like a lizard lung" Chloe jokes, her mouth full of obviously this same pie. "You still haven't gotten over your jealousy of me eh... And pray tell me dear friend . how do you know how a lizard lung tastes?"

"I made apple pie since everyone is suddenly craving sweets." I glanced up at her face, and couldn't stop my laughter. She looked embarrassed. "Vivian, you're so easily offended. Piper and I just did a little baking. We aren't replacing you." Her cheeks turned bright red. "Hmm," she said softly under her breath. Piper caught my gaze from the other end as she made her plate, and slipped a small potato into her mouth. The tease ...

She explained. "Baaa?" I asked, horrified. That crow made a similar sound. "Yeah, but honestly, it could've been a random coincidence. You know how superstitions are. Don’t overthink it."She shrugged. Too late! My mind was going haywire with thoughts. I stored the crazy bird thought in my panic folder as we moved on with our day. I pulled out a fresh cake, carefully piping chocolate words across the surface. Pierce’s favorite black forest. I took off my ring for precision and wrote My Baby in swirly letters across the top.

Louise muttered as she squeaked. Slowly, there was a hum, faint but very disturbing, causing the conversation to stop to hear the voice more clearly. As the hum grew louder, a colony of glowing insects darted before their eyes, circling overhead. It was the Pixies, the fierce hum muffled at the sight of familiar faces.

I have made my way to King Pie since Future and I agreed to meet there. I spot her at the small table in the center and make my way to her. “Sorry I'm late,” I say. “I just got here, too. Ready to order?” She asks, and I nod. She tells me what kind of pie she wants and I make my way to the counter to buy. “Hi, can I please have chicken and red hot chicken burger pies? And two bottles of sprites,” I say and the girl in a purple t-shirt with a pie at the corner gets my order.

“Don’t test me, Jane.” He swung the chain and Jane ducked as it hit the plates just above her. The glass sprayed everywhere causing a few cuts on her arms. She moved back against the counter, and her hand grazed the surface, feeling for anything useful. Her fingers brushed against something cold and metal–a pie tin. Her heart leaped as she remembered its contents. The silver and wolfsbane pie she’d baked earlier, intended for this moment. Rick tilted his head, noticing her realization. “Oh, what’s that? You gonna pie me to death now? Go on, Jane. Impress me with your last pathetic move.”

This has been a fun evening. It’s been great watching my father look so happy, almost youthful again. When Rik asks what kind of pie his mom made, I had to sniff it. It smells good, like peanut butter. But, if I’m being honest, the room now smells like Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups between the pie and Rik’s brownie scent. My mouth is watering and if a nose could orgasm, mine would be. When he wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned in to sniff the pie, I had to fight the urge to lick his neck. It was right there, I could just lean in…..

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

When she arrived here, while she was still true to herself, we didn’t get to truly see her personality until she and Clay had gotten past their obstacles, which is when we were introduced to the true menace that she is. “I warned you guys and you all thought I was being dramatic,” Pixie reminded. “Man, I believed you when she stole my favourite jeans and helped me even look for them, only to wear them a month later,” Ariel complained, making us laugh. “The amount of times she’s pranked Clayton should be criminal at this point,” Bentley added. “And the sad thing is that she’d just tell us that we wouldn’t have her any other way,” Dove joked. “And she’d be right,” Cyrus confirmed, walking into

Before ducking under the table pie in hand FOOD goes flying at each and every direction some of it getting on me i don't really know how but even flour was now flying everyone, scrambled eggs I waited for my golden opportunity and came out of the table and throw the pie at the first person I see who to my utter horror is Adrian. But since his like a ninja he easily dodges the pie but that doesn't mean he isn't looking at me with a look ready to kill I swear my face just got 50 shades whiter I'm sure I resemble the flour on my face I look over at the rest of the guys and they look just as scared as me which I don't know why because Adrian has his hateful glare at me not them. so why are they