It had been nearly 6 years since the Bakers were arrested and found guilty. Because of the failure to find most of the bodies, the death sentence couldn’t be carried out until they had found at least one killed by every baker. And they were close. During these 6 years the ponies had been in a high security prison all in the same cell, the reason for this was simple. The farther away from their family they were, the more violent they became. So it was best for everyone if they stayed together…Pinkie pie had definitely changed inside the prison. Year one she was sure they would be out in no time, year two she still had hope, and year three is when her mane went flat and stayed that way. Because of this her family opted to start calling her “Pinkamena” her legal name. Because it truly didn’t feel like she was Pinkie anymore…
“so…you guys hear about the new pony in cell 18? Real sissy.”
Said Babs as the family sat and ate their rotten lunch.
“Nah, we should pay ‘em a visit! I made a knife last night!”
Applebloom said excitedly, slightly clapping her hooves. Derpy tried to flap her wings in agreement, but the prison had bonded them, a strict policy in this prison. As much as the three others tried to lighten the mood, the Pie sisters didn’t seem to change. Their demeanors were tired and broken. Inkie looked up.
“It’s not worth the confinement. Just forget about it”
this made Applebloom finally snap and slam her hooves on the table.
“What’s wrong with y’all?! We have a chance to do what we do best!”
A sudden change in the atmosphere silenced Applebloom. Pinkamena spoke.
“No…it’s not time. When we emerge once again….the time will be right.”
Even Minkie was a bit scared of what Pinkamena had said and put her hoof on Derpy’s lap. Derpy took note that Minkie was scared and chimed in
“um….Derpy tired, can we go back to cell??”
The table went silent and nodded in agreement, everyone but Pinkamena got up and headed towards the stairs. They stopped in their tracks seeing the new prisoner they had mentioned was walking up to Pinkamena. Suddenly pushing her head and messing with her….apparently the new prisoner named SwiftFreeze had chosen her as ‘fresh meat’ this was a deadly mistake. Swift spoke to Mena.
“Hey pink bitch, don’t just sit there like some sort of psycho. Speak!”
All of the prison looked on with horror as it became clear….SwiftFreeze didn’t know who Pinkamena was, the leader of the Ponyville Bakers. Pinkamena sat there staring silently, letting the poking and pulling continue until she realized there was a fork on her lunch tray…
“Are you new to Ponyville?”
Pinkamena said in a low voice
“how’d ya know that….”
Swift slowly said in surprise. In a quick movement the fork was deep in SwiftFreeze’s eye as she fell over writhing in pain.
“YOU DON’T FUCK WITH ME, I’M A BAKER!! I’LL KILL YOU I’LL FUCKING SLAUGHTER YOU!”
Pinkamena yelled in her face. Soon an officer apprehended Pinkamena and took her back to her cell, her family had seen it all. Something was very wrong with Pinkamena.