//------------------------------// // The Grand Prize // Story: Pinkie & the Candy Factory // by Zenitram Nadroj //------------------------------// Pinkie, Nana and Blonka exit the room and remove their suits and goggles. “Alright. Now if the two of you will excuse me, I have some work to do.”, he says before opening his office door. “Mr. Blonka, what’s gonna happen to the other ponies who were taken out in previous chapters? Dumb-belloop? Trixie? Lightning? Stygivee?”, Pinkie interrupts. “Calm yourself, young mare. I guarantee you, they’re all fine and soon they’ll go back to their old miserable selves. And maybe they’ll be a bit more aware when they play the game. Anyway, good day to you.” “Hold on. What happens next, Mr. Blonka?”, Nana asks. “Oh, right. The exit is just up those stairs and straight ahead. I’m sorry I can’t guide, but I’m a bit busy at the moment. Thanks for playing.” He then closes the door and the mares are confused? “Nana, what’s going on? Where’s the prize? Did we do something wrong?” “I don’t know, Pinkie. What what I do know is I’m going to find out what.” Nana opens his office door and she and her granddaughter enter. Inside are furniture, appliances and supplies that are only half of everything. They see Blonka sitting at his desk. Nana approaches him carefully. “Mr. Blonka?”, she asks. “Can’t talk. I’m busy right now.” “We were just wondering if we could receive our lifetime supply of candy. When should we get it?” “You don’t.” “What? How come?” “Because you broke the rules.”, he says sternly. “What? But Pinkie is never known for breaking rules. Not to mention we didn’t see any rules. Did we, Pinkie?” “Wrong, ma’am, wrong!”, he exclaims. He then goes to his safe and pulls out half a copy of the contract with half a magnifying glass. “Under section 68 F on the contract signed by her, it states clearly that all offer will be rendered null and void if ‘I, the undersigned shall give up all rights, honors and licensing and hearing contained, et cetra et cetra, facts, promises, et cetra, et cetra, incognotam.’. All there, black in white, crystal clear. You stole Root Beer Floating Floats after you promised not to! You got some of your coat fur on it which now has to be sanitized and steralized. So you get nothing! You lose! Good day, ma’am!” “I don’t believe this. You were just playing with us. And not even the fun kind.”, Nana says. “You promised us a grand prize if we followed your demands and you cheated us. That’s what you are. Are liar and a cheater! How could you raise a young mares hopes of having her sweet tooth satisfied and take it away from her?! You’re nothing but a monster!” “I said good day.”, Blonka reaffirms. Nana sighs and turns to her granddaughter. “Come on, Pinkie. We’re leaving.” Pinkie’s mane and tail withers as she learns the truth. She then follows her grandmother to the door. “If Chaosworth wants a Gulpstacker, we’ll give it to him.” But before she reaches it, she turns to the stallion. “Pinkie?” She then walks to Blonka and puts the gulpstacker on his desk. Blonka looks at the gulpstacker and picks it up. “A sign of selflessness. Given to a pony of pure heart.”, he says under his breath. He then stands and turns to the mare. “Pinkie.”, he calls. “My little pony, you won. You did it.” He then swings her around. “I had a feeling in my gut you would do it. And you did it. Oh, Pinkie. I apologize for putting you through all of that hard work. Mr. Trickison, come in, please.” The door opens and the same creature Pinkie met under the bridge enters with a smile on his face. Her eyes widen at who she sees. “Pinkie, I’d like you to meet my dear friend, Mr. Trickison.” “Hello, there.”, he says. “Chaosworth.” “No, it’s not Chaostworth, he works for me.” “What? I don’t understand.” “It was all part of a test. And you passed. You passed.”, Blonka says. “Wait, so we won the prize after all?”, Nana asks. “Of course.” Pinkie mane and tail curls up again. “We won the candy?”, she asks. “Yes. But the candy is only the beginning.” He then puts his hat back on and grabs his cane. “We better get a move on. We lots of time with so little to do. Wait. I got that backwards again. Over here, please.” They then approach an elevator. “We’ll take the Blonkavator.” The then opens the door. “Pinkie, Nana Pinkie, please enter.” They enter the Blonkavator and Blonka closes the door. “This right here is the Great Glass Blonkavator”, he says to the two mares. “But this looks like an elevator.”, Nana says. “No, it’s a Blonkavator. An elevator can only go up and down. But the Blonkavator can go in other directions. It can go zig zag, loop de loop, twirl, sideways, slantways, backways and frontways and any other ways you can think of.” “Whoa.”, the mares say. “You just push any of these buttons and off we go. And up until now, I’ve pressed every one of these buttons. Except one.” He then points to a red button that’s bigger than the other buttons. “That one. Pinkie, would you like to do the honors?” “You want me to press it?”, Pinkie asks. Blonka nods. Pinkie then reaches up and presses the button. The Blonkavator activates and starts going up. “Here we go!”, he exclaims. “Hold on tight now.” They see a speedometer on the wall and see that it’s accelerating by the second. “Hurry up. If it doesn’t pick up enough speed, we won’t go through.” “Go through?”, Pinkie asks. “You mean we’re all going...?”, Nana asks. “Up and out.” “But the roof is made of glass, we’ll break into pieces.” He then laughs. “Here we go. Up and out.” The Blonkavator then breaks through the roof and flies over the kingdom. “Go on. Take a look outside.” Pinkie and Nana look through the windows and see the kingdom from above. “Wow. So this is what it’s like from the eye view of a pegasus. Ponyvillle looks so small from up here.”, Pinkie says. “And look Pinkie. We can see our homestead.”, Nana says. “Hey, there’s the School of Friendship.” “How did you like the candy factory, Pinkie?”, Blonka asks. “It’s one of the most amazing places in all of Equestria.”, she says. “It’s truly amazing.” “I’m glad you like it. Because I’m giving it to you.” “What?” “You’re giving Pinkie the whole factory?”, Nana asks. “But why?” “I don’t have that many years left. I thought who would watch the factory and the Para-Barasprites when I’m gone? I had to find a mare or stallion that was the right age. Not too young and not too old. But most importantly, I had to find a pony who was kind, selfless and trustworthy.” “So that’s why you gave out the passes.”, Pinkie says. “That’s right. And now my precious factory is now yours. You can move in immediately.” “What about me?”, Nana asks. “What? But Nana, aren’t you going back to Vanhoover soon?” “Pinkie, your mother, sisters and I wanted to surprise you with this.” She gasps as she figures out what she has been planning. “You mean, you’re moving in with us?” She nods. Pinkie sheds a tear and hugs her grandmother. “Well, I guess your family can move in as well.”, Blonka says. She then hugs Blonka in joy. “And, Pinkie, don’t forget what happened to the little pony who got everything she always wanted.” “What happened?” “She lived happily ever after.”, he says with a smile. They all give a group hug as the elevator flies off into the kingdom. (Song for This Scene Here)