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// Butter Fingers 
// Story: Mad Shorts by a Madman 
// by Seratina 
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Pinkie Pie shut her journal and snapped her fingers, sending the book into the waiting hands of a certain Draconiqus. She then threw away her fingers up into the air and caught them in her hair, where she kept the horn hidden in the back of her head. Her magic allowed her to view years into the future. With her ability she always made sure to do the exact motions required to maintain the most positive future world, even if the others looked at her funny. Her one respite was the exchange journal that she kept with the only other being who shared her burden.

She sighed, then got ready to plaster on a big beaming smile on her face. She jumped out her window and landed on top of the Apple family farm. She poked her head through the window and chirped her salutations to the Apple family. As they welcomed their cousin to eat lunch with them, she made a fatal mistake. Her fingers dropped onto a wonderful yellow pat of batter.

"BUG!!!"

Pinkie could only watch in despair as her diners flew through the air and landed in the mouth of Winona, who instantly swallowed the wonderful treats.

"Good going Winona! That'll teach them vermin to mess with Apple family Applebutter... Oh my Celestia Pinkie! Why are you crying?"

Pinkie only sobbed harder in response as her fingers were forever lost into the maw of the Apple family pet. As Applejack comforted her inconsolable friend, she wondered what kind of criminal would try to steal her grade A hand churned Apple family Applebutter. Every other bug has signed a pact to only eat Apples in the Apple family graveyard since the founding of Ponyville.

Suddenly, Winona coughed, and out came ten very lively fingers, who had dodged being immortalized as part of the Apple family pet dog breath by a hair's breath. Screaming in excitement, Pinkie snatched her prize and ran away from the small cottage faster than Applejack could say.

"WINONA THAT IS DISGUSTING!"

Pinkie ran so fast she didn't see where she was going and she ran straight into the everfree forest and was never heard from again. The moral of this story is that haste makes waste. The end.

Twilight stared wide eyed as Discord if finished reading his story. Then Discord told me he wanted to break the fourth wall and say bye to the reader.

"Bye"
"Just to help this poor author who just needs one thousand words"