Title:           Party God
Author:          unwantedmlp
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First Edit:      Friday 19th of April 2013 12:33:49 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 19th of April 2013 12:33:49 AM CDT

"Wanna try a new kind of sugar?"
>You grab the little ziplock bag from your pocket and shake it for Pinkie to see.
>"Oh! What kind of sugar is it?"
>A smile creeps onto your face as your plan begins to unfold.
>You were quite the drug enthusiast back home, so when you came to Equestria, there was quite the arsenal of narcotics on your person.
>And being that Pinkie was the most hyperactive pony on this fucking planet, it was only natural that you would mix the two.
>Grabbing the small baggie, you pour the contents onto the table and grab the razor blade from your pocket.
"Now Pinkie, this sugar is special. It's consumed nasally, not orally."
>She cocks her head like a confused dog.
>You shake your head and roll your eyes.
"You snort it rather than eat it."
>Her eyes widen in excitement from the realization.
>"That sounds so cool! Is it fun? Huh huh huh?"
"You'll see soon enough."
>Gripping the razor, you begin breaking up the snowy white powder and make a line out of it.
>Bringing your face to the table, you cover your opposing nostril and suck up the Peruvian nasal fuel.
>The burning sensation travels down your throat at a rapid rate, jeering you body into a twitchy state.
>A sudden rush hits you as your senses heighten beyond normal capabilities.
>Turning to Pinkie, you point down at the line.
"Hey. Go. Your turn. Hurry up."
>Pinkie happily bounces to the spot on the table and repeats your actions.
>...But finishes the rest of it.
"Pink, you were only supposed to take the line, not the rest of it!"
>She turns to you, eyes wide.
>Her pupils begin to dilate as her eyes stretch out.
>She brings her hoof to her face as a trickle of blood leaks from her nose.
>Her nose begins to gush out blood at an excess rate, trailing down her neck and chest.
"Pink, you alright man?"
>She gives you a slight nod as her eyes widen more.
>It looked as if her eyes would pop out of her head.
"Hey, why don't you lie down man, you might want to rest your head after taking so much."
>She shakes her head and begins to slowly vibrate.
>Reaching out, you grab her only to release her just as fast.
>Her vibrations are moving so fast, a porn star's vibrator would be jealous.
"Pinkie, you gotta calm down man, you're out of control."
>Drool begins to fall from her lips in mass amounts, making her look like geyser.
>Her eyes slowly begin to roll up behind her head causing your heart to sink.
>"Anon... I taste them..."
"Feel what Pinkie?"
>"The... colors..."
>Taking deep breaths, you try to calm yourself down.
"Pinkie, that's just the coke talking. Try to keep it together man."
>Her voice turns unexpectantly deep as her head snaps towards you direction.
>"This one is an excellent specimen. We shall return her when she is ready."
>A bright light flashes, causing you to cover your eyes.
>Once they are back in focus, all that remains in Pinkie's place is cindering circle.
>What just happened?
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>Two years later, sitting in your room, you stop reading your novel and look out the window.
>Ever since that incident with Pinkie, you've decided to stay away from any kind of drug.
>You've been clean for a whole year now.
>A white flash appears in the center of your room, causing you to sheild your eyes.
>Once the flash is gone, Pinkie stands before you wearing a party hat and covered in streamers.
>"Hiya Anon!"
>Your jaw drops.
"Pinkie! Where the hell have you been?!"
>She cracks a smile and rolls her eyes.
>"I was with the party gods, silly! They transported me and had plenty of cider, coke, and cupcakes! My three favorite C's!"
>You close the book and walk over to your bed.
>Pulling the small box out from underneath, you pull out the bag of weed.
"I need this shit more than ever..."