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// Chapter 4 
// Story: Pinkie Pie the Octopus 
// by BronyHeretic 
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	Twilight rushed to her library and sped through the market, which was now flooded with ponies. At one instance, she ran into a vendor who was selling tomatoes. Quickly apologizing, she attempted to be back on her way, but was met with a burly orange earth pony yanking her back.
"CLEAN THIS UP!" He was disgruntled, to say the least.
Twilight, frightened by the aggravation of this pony, began frantically picking up the tomatoes until she got a hold of a mushy, destroyed one.
"What do I do with this one?"
"Eat it."
Twilight was shocked and scared, she hesitantly placed the whole tomato in her mouth and began chewing it, all while making direct eye contact with the vendor owner. About half an hour later, a large amount of the spilled tomatoes were now picked up, but there must have been a dozen squished ones left. Twilight looked back up at the stern pony and saw her answer.
With tears in her eyes, she bent over began eating the tomatoes like they were in a trough. Her stomach was near full and fit to burst, but there was still one more left. The taste of tomato was burned in her taste buds, and her ability to think was going null. She took the last tomato and gently placed it on her tongue, letting its succulent juices flow down her throat. She was ready to vomit on the ground, but she had to eat this last, disgusting tomato. Twilight began gnawing on the red paste in her mouth, but could have sworn there was a crunch. Twilight may have just eaten a bug.
The earth pony nodded and wheeled his cart elsewhere, leaving Twilight in a state of shock and disgust. There was also a puddle of white-yellow liquid below where the pony had been standing. Twilight then began waddling along the street to her library in the manner that you would see performed only by an autistic penguin. I don't mean like "March of the Penguins: Blooper Reel." I mean like a legitimate autistic penguin... weird shit. 
Twilight could see the library at the edge of her view, but something was welling up inside of her. It had taken her about a good while to eat those tomatoes, and there were a lot. Quickly, she tried waddling her bloated plot faster, but not before minuscule pellets escaped the dank prison of Twilight's rectum and plopped safely on the ground with a light squish. 	
Many a pony were now watching as Twilight's fat ass quickly waddled down the street, releasing near whole turds and streams of her Nigerian pudding. Only when reaching the library did she allow her hot fudge sundae to spray wildly about, nearly propelling her around the room. Her moistened Mississippi Mud filled the crevices of the bookshelves and drenched the books of magic they contained. There certainly was no hope of finding a book until she managed to clean her mahogany tomato paste from them, which would almost indefinitely take a good amount of time, or be near impossible.
Sighing as she wiped, Twilight began writing apology letters to the ponies who had seen her in such a vulnerable state.. Moments later, she left for Sugarcube Corner in hopes of Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy being  there with a solution. At this rate, Pinkie Pie was doomed.