

She could feel the foot pressing down more, like it was going straight into her, but it didn’t hurt, just felt atrociously uncomfortable. Then, that stopped and a new sensation began. She could feel the toes tapping on her bare back. “It isn’t right to want to spend forever with your friend?” Pinkie said arrogantly, resting her foot on Sally’s back. She’d be liable to faceplant right into the hard stones before her, or fall over! Pinkie’s foot pressed against her back, pushing her face nearer the ground. It tickled and she really didn’t want to sneeze right now. “This isn’t right Pinkie!” Sally said, blowing at her straw-coloured hair to get it away from her nose. She heard the telltale sign of someone sitting down, so there was a chair behind her. So I intend to do so.” Sally could hardly move effectively, so she elected to remain kneeling while Pinkie walked around behind her. “I told you I’d like to keep you with me forever. “Oh, dear friend, it’s okay, don’t worry,” Pinkie said softly, making it sound even more menacing. Pinkie leaned down, helping her into a kneeling position. “Pinkie? What…What happened?” Sally asked, struggling against her bonds. Her grin was menacing, her eyes filled with malice, and her big mane of cotton candy hair was deflated. She looked up, seeing that indeed, it was Pinkie, but she was changed. Sally looked around, soon finding herself face-to-foot with Pinkie’s bare foot. “So you’re finally awake,” a familiar voice with a harsh tone said.

Had someone kidnapped her? Who? Was Pinkie okay? Second thing was that her ankles were also tied up. The first thing she realized, was her hands were bound behind her back. The last thing she heard was an unfamiliar and very menacing laugh. “Oooh, it’s really good!” She barely finished the sentence, before, like a light, she was out. It was incredibly sweet, with a faint almondy taste to it. “You’re too kind Pinkie!” Sally said with a smile, biting into her own face. “And for you! I made some speeeeecial cookies with a new recipe! You have to try them!” She giggled, holding out a tray with a dozen cookies all shaped like Sally’s face.

Sally nodded happily, while Pinkie practically zipped and zoomed around the kitchen, speaking so rapidly it was near impossible to understand what she was saying as she got the ingredients out. “Ready to make some cookies? I loooove cookies!” “Oh silly! It’s okay! I love spending time with you!” Pinkie hugged the red pony tightly, “I’d love to spend forever and ever with you!” The two girls hugged for a long time before pulling apart. “You’re such a good baker I’d love to know your secrets!” “Thanks for inviting me in to bake with you,” Sally said to her friend Pinkie.
