Pink Pone and the Minor Irritant part 3 the Conclusion!

>“Regaining her strength with a cherry snow cone the Pink Pone helped by the Orange Falcon look over the clues. An adventure guide book, a sugar cup filled with salt and an extra large milkshake.”
>“The Pink Pone looks to her daring sidekick the Orange Falcon and asks her what she thinks these things have in common.”
>Scootaloo looks up at Pinkie worriedly. “Stop that. You’re sounding more and more like that street magician…”
>Pinkies eyes go wide and she covers her mouth with her hooves. A muffled “Sorry.” escapes her locked lips.
>Scootaloo scrutinises the sugar cup. Searching its exterior and interior for any clues. Shrugging she sets it aside.
>Pinkie flips through the book hoping to find another riddle or clue but no such luck. Sighing she lays on her back and stares up into the sky. “Falcon…..I’m thirsty again……..what kind of milkshake was the last clue?”
>Rolling her eyes Scoots grabs the shake and pops it open. “Its filled with dirt…Hey there’s a note in here!”
>Pinkie grimaces. “A note and dirtshake? I’ll pass…..”
>Quickly unfolding the note Scootaloo reads. “Well done Pink Pickle. Now riddle me this! Trapped high atop a leafy tower a gem of generous proportions sits surrounded by ruby bits to be. Think hard on this one it would be quite…..fruitful…….”
>Pinkie lazily smiles. “Fruitful…….”  her stomach gurgles.
>Scootaloo face hooves. “You just had a snow cone!”
>Pinkie leaps up from the ground and lands on her hooves. “Lets go get something to eat.”
>Scootaloo grabs Pinkie by the mane and shoves the note into her face. “Come on Pink Pone we have to solve this riddle.”
>Pinkie flips her head back, throwing Scootaloo into the air and onto her back. “Its too hard! We’re figure it out don’t worry. I think better on a full stomach!”
>Scoots harrumphs and holds on tight as Pinkie starts hopping. “Where are we going Pink Pone?”
>Pinkie laughs haughtily “Well my daring sidekick….we‘re going to the home of the tastiest treats ever to be served ever! Sugar Cube Corner!” Knowing her destination Pinkie hops at full speed.
>Shrugging off the riddle and the Minor Irritants forebodingly evil plot, Scoots smiles thinking about the treats she’ll get to scarf down.
>Pinkie closes her eyes and smiles brightly she yells “Hold on tight!” as she cartwheels through the doors to Sugar Cube Corner. “Weeeeeeeeeee.”
>Mr. Cake greets them from behind the counter. “Hey Pinkie! Hey little Scootaloo!”
>Scootaloo pipes up. “Hey I’m not little!”
>Pinkie bounces Scoots off her back and strikes a pose. “Ahem! We are not Pinkie and Scootaloo! We are…….THE PINK PONE AND THE ORANGE FALCON SUPER HEROES EXTRORDINARE!
>Mr. Cake holds up his hooves in defence and chuckles to himself. “Of course or course….now since you ARE super heroes I suppose I could donate some sugary snacks to help the fight on crime.”
>Pinkie beams. “Of course oh noble citizen! You’re donation goes to a good cause. I’ll take two of every cupcake and and and and…..”
>Mr Cake shakes his head. “Wait wait wait…I forgot all about the school bake sale. You should get out there to get your treats. it’s a good cause and Anon will be there.”
>Time seems to stop as Pinkies brain cranks this over. “Anon? Will be at the bake sale?”
>Mr Cake looks at her strangely. “Well of course he will be….and you should be there too since you’re both wearing those goofy costumes. I figured you were working together….”
>Both Pinkie and Scoots suddenly look to each other. Worry written all over there faces. “He’s planning on spoiling the bake sale! We have to stop him!”
>Scoots hops back onto Pinkie back. “To the bake sale!”
>Crashing through the door out of Sugar Cube Corner, Pinkie gallops as fast as her tired hooves can take her.

>Outside the Pony Ville school is a mess of stands tents and banners. Anons two hench fillies work quickly to set themselves and the éclairs up as Anon chats with Carrot Top.
“Well Carrot Top it was great getting to talk to you again but I really should be helping the girls set up. Say hello to Big Tap and little Carrot Root for me.”
>Nodding her head Carrot Top trots off to work on her own stall.
Turning back to his stand Anon decides to help his minions with an inspirational speech. “Hench fillies…. today is the day. Now is the time we show this whole town our greatness. We’ll show them all who……”
>Anon is interrupted as Pinkie and Scoots flip out from behind the stall.
Recovering quickly from the shock Anon grabs his lawn chair, scoops up Sweetie Bell, sits down and starts nonchalantly petting Sweeties mane like a cats. “Well well well The Pink Pone my arch nemesis…..I under estimated you.”
>Looking confused Sweetie Bell just lays on Anons lap.
>Scootaloo jumps off Pinkies back. “Hey I’m here too!”
“Ummm…” Anon looks up to Pinkie questionably.
>Pinkie points at Scoots costume while mouthing some word Anon can’t tell.
“Oooo….Orange?”
>Pinkie nods her head and then tries to mimic a falcon.
“Bird?”
>Scootaloo hops up and down. “FALCON!”
“Oh yes the Orange Falcon! My second arch nemesis….”
>Apple Bloom hops up onto the stall. “Hey why did she get a costume and we didn’t?”
>Scootaloo looks shocked. “You’re working for evil?!”
>Apple bloom shakes her head. “No we just made some fancy foods for the bake sale.”
“Yes…..ordinary fancy foods….and not evil at all…..” Anon starts laughing evilly again.
>Sweetie Bell looks up at Anon from his lap. “See its things like that that make some ponies think you’re evil.”
“No I just…thought of a funny joke is all.”
>Pinkie strikes a pose and points threateningly at Anon. “No you didn’t! You’re up to no good I’m sure of it!”
“Oh? And what makes you think that?”
>Pinkie throws her three clues on the ground. “These make me think that!”
>Sweetie Bell, Apple Bloom and a pile of other enraptured ponies watching all raise an eyebrow in question.
>Pinkie slams her hoof on the book. “First this book! An adventure book sure to be full of good things about adventure…..was instead just full of boring stuff no one cared about!”
“Ok….”
>Pinkie grabs the sugar cup next. “Second! This sugar cup…usually filled with awesomely delicious sugar was instead filled with ucky yucky salt!”
“Go on….”
>Pinkie tips the milkshake cup over, spilling dirt everywhere. “Lastly this milkshake had no milkshake at all! With all this evidence I know in my Pink Pone heart that your éclairs are filled with EVIL.”
“Wait…..that’s it?”
>Pinkie fidgets in place. “Well ya…”
“What about the final clue?”
>Pinkie avoids Anons gaze. “Well….we figured it out so we came straight here to beat you up…”
“You didn’t solve the last riddle?”
>Pinkie still looking away shakes her head.
Anon stands up abruptly throwing Sweetie Bell off and looks through the crowd. “Flutter shy!”
>A meek and almost inaudible “Yes?” answers him from inside the crowd.
Walking through the crowd Anon finds Flutter shy and crouches next to her. Whispering into her ear. “Flutters on my way over here I saw Opal, Rarities cat, stuck up a tree at Apple Acres.
>Flutter shy immediately perks up. “Oh no!”
“Yes quite horrible. Now I didn’t have time to help her as I was hurrying over here but…”
>Flutter shy nods her head. “Don’t worry Anonymous. I’ll go right away.” With that said she flies off in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.
Sighing Anon now knows all the bites, scratches and cuts he got from that stupid cat were completely in vain. Retaking his seat he clears his throat. “So you’ve caught me. What are you gonna do now?”
>Scootaloo jumps up and down in excitement. “We’re gonna beat you up!”
>Pinkie nods her head eagerly. “Ya!”
Chuckling to himself Anon shoots them a smug smile. “There is something both of you have forgotten…”
>Pinkie narrows her eyes in suspicion. “And what’s that Mr Meany?”
“Its three against two…..Grating Bell! Sour Bloom! Pinkie is feeling under appreciated!”
>Pinkies eyes go wide. “No I’m not I’m” she’s interrupted as the two fillies is hug tackle her to the ground.
>Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell both lay on top of Pinkie hugging her tightly. “We appreciate ya Pinkie!”
>Anon lays back in his chair his smile growing more and more smug.
>Scootaloo slams her hoof on the ground. “You forget about me?!” she awkwardly yet still adorably performs a roll before leaping onto Anons chest.
>Anon tries to pull her off but finds her firmly attached.
“Hey Scootaloo….”
>“Orange Falcon!”
“Of course Orange Falcon….how would you like to join the side of evil?”
>“Never!”
“Are you sure? I have….an éclair for you if you join….”
>Scootaloos eyes shoot open. “A whole éclair?”
Anon nods. “Hmm hmm baked freshly today….”
>Still trapped in an appreciative hug Pinkie tries to help her sidekick. “Don’t do it Orange Falcon! It might look like an éclair but its probably pure evil!”
My éclairs are pure deliciousness! Take a look Orange Falcon….doesn’t it look good?” Anon waves a freshly baked éclair over Scootaloos head.
>Apple Bloom and Sweetie bell pipe up. “I want one tooo.”
“All in good time evil hench fillies….So Orange Falcon? Will you join me?”
>Scootaloo face contorts with mixed emotions as she contemplates her decision…before too long she unlatches herself from Anon and hops onto the ground in front of him and salutes. “Hench filly reporting for duty!”
>Anon laughs maniacally.
>Pinkie struggles under the vice like grips of his two other hench fillies. “Betrayal! Betrayal most FOWL!”
>Scootaloo hops up and down angrily. “Hey!”
>Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell both try there best not to laugh.
>Pinkie stops struggling and accepts her fate. “At least tell me your evil plans….”
Standing up from his chair Anon pats Scootaloo on the head. “I suppose I could enlighten you to my true majesty.”
Grabbing an éclair off the stand he looks from right to left to make sure no one else is listening. He either ignores or is completely oblivious to the crowd of ponies watching intently. “You were somewhat correct with your guess. Evil things in things that look good. You see these éclairs?” he sweeps his hand motioning to his stand full of éclairs. “I lovingly made them, every single one of them, to look as delicious as absolutely possible.”
>Apple Bloom lets go of Pinkie and takes a seat on her chest. “Hey we helped too!”
“Yes yes of course you did… and you did a fantastic job.”
>Pinkie shrieks from under her captors. “So if you made the éclairs look so delicious….the evil has to be in the filling!”
“Right you are! The filling in these is the best tasting filling I have ever made…but you see…...its how I made the tasty treats that makes them evil. I filled them…..with twenty five percent MORE FILLING!”
>Pinkie gasps in shock but then looks confused. “Wait that doesn’t sound so bad….”
“Ho ho ho you’re obviously missing the point! I have filled them past there optimal capacity! When some unwitting fool bites into them they’ll get filling all over there hooves! Probably in there coat as well!”
>Pinkie cries out in anger. “You’re a monster!”
>Scootaloo with a mouth full of éclair mumbles “No they wont….”
Anon falls to his knees in shock as he stares at Scootaloo eating an éclair without any consequences. “No….no its supposed to explode….”
>Pinkie scoops up Apple Bloom and Sweetie bell in her hooves and sits up. “He looks a little down girls…”
“No…”
>Pinkie hurls the two fillies straight at Anon. “Hug missiles GOOOOOO”
Catching him at his most weakest the two former hench fillies hug Anon into the ground. “Curses! Foiled by my own amazing craftsmanship…. and fillies.”
>Grabbing some pink fluffy novelty hoofcuffs from her utility bag Pinkie struts over to Anon. “Well I guess I win.”
>Cheerilee having been watching the whole time comes forward. “But if you lock up Anon. Who will sell his éclairs for the bake sale?”
>Pinkie smiles and looks to her former sidekick.
>Scootaloo laughs happily and runs over to her friends.
>They all jump up into the air and yell. “CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS Éclair sellers!”
>Cuffing Anon, Pinkie pulls him off the ground and onto his feet. “Lets get going evil doer.”
>Still shocked at his failure Anon numbly walks beside Pinkie as she leads them away from the school and cheering crowd.
“So what do you have planned for me Pink Pone?”
>Pinkie stops, hops up onto her hind hooves and rests her fore hooves on Anons chest before whispering in his ear. “For all the evils and wrong doing you’ve caused? I was gonna put you deep deep deeeeeep within the constricting caverns of the Pink Cave.”
Smirking, Anon looks at Pinkies smiling face and boops her on the snout. “Sock”
>Pinkie giggles and boops Anon on the nose. “Pow.”