PiE: A Bit Screwed Up

>It was a dull night.
>Much like any other night.
>Surfing the internet.
>Eating some potato chips, and drinking a can of soda.
>It wasnt too long ago that school finished.
>College, all 4 years, and still only working at Target...
>It was a good job, the pay was fine, and your co-workers seemed to like you.
>*sigh*
>You turn to look at the almost full trash bin.
Might as well.
>You toss your empty cans into the trash, and make your way out to the dumpster.
>The nightly joggers were out to greet you, and your catholic freak neighbor was "glad" to see you at this time of the day.
>"WHATS IN THAT BAG? HUH?!"
Just my trash Miss-
>"WHAT? ITS NOT EVEN FULL! YOU WASTE BAGS THAT WAY!"
>You let out a sigh, and continue to the dumpster.
>Red graffiti was on the sides.
>The smell of dirty diapers and rotten food surrounds it.
>With one wind-up, you toss the bag into the bin.
>"OW!"
>...
>Is someone in there?!
>Probably a hobo...
>It cant hurt to check.

>You hoist yourself up.
>Empty?
>You jump down, and wipe your hands on your shorts.
>Must have been your-
>"HEY, THAT REALLY HURT YA KNOW!"
>You turn back at the dumpster.
Hello?
>A twirly hat can be seen.
>SHIT, A KID!
>You hoist yourself up once again to get her out.
Are Ok-
>...
>A toy pony?
>It was a small purple pony, about the size of your leg.
Um...
>You poke its forehead
>"AH!"
WOAAAH!
>You fall back, landing on your back.
Did...
>The purple pony toy peaks its head out of the bin.
>"..."
How?
>"That is NO WAY to treat the queen of evil!"
...
>"HONESTLY! Not only did you toss a bag of trash on me, but you poked me! POKED ME!"
...
>She jumps out of the trash bin.
>"You are going to pay..."
>You try to sit up, only to be jumped upon by the little purple horse with the twirly hat.
>With further examination, you can see that its eyes are swirls, and its flank has a baseball and screw on it.
>"PUNISHED!"
...

>"Kekeke!"
>What a weird laugh...
>"As punishment, YOU shall be my servant of EVIL!"
>Evil?
>No wonder this toy was thrown away.
>It is creepy as hell!
>You grab the toys hat.
>"HEY! THATS MINE!"
>It takes it out of your hands.
>"You big meanie!"
...
>You pick up the toy, and place it gently back into the trash bin.
>"..."
>They toy looks at you in confusion.
>You walk away, trying to forget about what just happened.
>A strange buzzing sound can be heard following you.
> Every time you turn, it vanishes.
>Almost back to your apartment.
>"THE DEVIL! IT FOLLOWS YOU!"
>You sigh.
Miss, I asure you, there is no-
>"Kekeke"
...
>The old lady falls back.
>"I KNEW IT! YOU ARE ON SIDE WITH THE DEVIL!"


>The toy flies over to the old lady.
>"BOO!"
>She faints.
>"Kekeke!"
>That twirly hat seems to be what is keeping it in the air.
>The toy flies over towards you.
>"You think that your servitude is finished?! You've still got a good 200 years!"
>You grab the toy in mid air.
>The twirling stops.
What... Are you?
>"Im a pony! The Daughter of Chaos! The queen of EVIL! THE ONE TO RULE ALL OF EQUESTRIA! I AM SCREWBALL!"
>ScrewBall?
>Really?
>That mark on her flank is probably why.
>You let her go.
>She drops to ground, landing on her hooves.
>Should you ignore this... Thing?
>What would a normal person do in a situation like this?
>You turn and kneel down to the... Pony.
So... You are the queen of evil, and I am your servant?
>"You've got it! Now open that door, and let me see my throne!"
>...
>She stands tall, striking a pose.
>You stand back up, and look over to see if the old lady next door is fine.
>KO'd
>Well, it wouldnt look good if you are the only one here so...
>You quickly opened your door and went inside.

>As soon as you opened the door, the little pony zooms her way inside.
>Just gonna play along with it...
>You've got nothing better to do.
>You lock the door behind you, and make your way to your computer.
>"She" was already there.
>"AH yeah, I LOVE this stuff!
>She grabs your half eaten potato chip bag, and poors it down her throat.
>"THATS THE STUFF!"
>She falls back.
>Her hat falling off in the process.
>She mane can be see more clearly now.
>A dark purple, with streaks of white.
>Very curly.
Hey now.
>She falls asleep.
>...
Crap...
>You lift up the sleeping "pony" and place it on a pillow on side of your bed.
>What are you gonna do with her?
>You place her hat next to her.
>Shutting the lights off, you hear her whisper.
>"Daddy... I miss you daddy..."
>You can't help but feel sorry for the "pony"...
>It reminds you of a dog... That can talk...
>*sigh*
>You fall back into your computer chair and shut your eyes.
Man... What "am" I gonna do?

>The morning sun's rays beamed down onto your cow.
>'Naw, its just hot...
>The hell?!
>Its WINTER!
>You throw the blankets off of you and see that ScrewBall was right next to you.
>Her mane was in a mess, and her breathe smelled...
Hey.
>"Whaaaat?"
Time to get up.
>"I don't wannaaaaaa."
...
>You get out of bed, ScrewBall clinging to your side.
Hey.
>She doesnt respond.
HEY!
>She crawls up your side, and lays on your head.
>"Queen's seat."
*sigh*
>"Whats for breakfast?"
>Breakfast? Hmm....
>You usually make pancakes, but now that you have another mouth to fill-
>Wait... Does this "thing" even eat pancakes?
>Shouldn't it eat like... Hay?
'Ya like Pancakes?
>Her eyes sparkle and gleam with joy.
>" I LOVE Pancakes!"
>You pick her off of your head and set her down on the couch.
>She begins to jump around, kinda like a child would...
>"YIPEEE!"
>As you reached down to grab the remote, you notice ScrewBall's hat next to it.
>Her... Twirly hat...
>You pick it up.
>She was flying around with this...
>You place it on your head.
>...
>"Haha! You look funny!"
>ScrewBall climbs up your back and onto your shoulders.

>"Kekeke"
>She places it on her own head.
>"Only the QUEEN OF EVIL can use the HAT OF-"
>You drop her.
>"HEY!"
>Time to make pancakes!
>You walk to the kitchen.
>"Quit ignoring your queen!"
>Preparing the delicious cakes of pan, you feel your pajama pants being tugged on.
>...
>She is JUST like a little girl!
>Needing ALL the attention.
Yes?
>She strikes a pose.
>...
What?
>She puts on a "disappointment" face.
>ScrewBall turns on the t.v. and watches Spongebob.
>Seriously she is going to be the end of you....

>Flip.
>Flip.
>Flop.
>You can hear ScrewBall laughing in the other room.
>You lay out two plates filled with pancakes.
>ScrewBall was following her nose, floating in the air.
>She hovers over her plate.
>"Mmmmmm"
>She sits herself down.
>You take your seat and dig in.
>This IS good!
>Totally worth it...