I'm not hungry anymore. Yet, I feel somewhat empty inside. It's probably nothing. I've never tasted anything like it before in my life. I bet I'm the first pony to spoil my taste buds on such a treat. I'm sure he'd be flattered to receive such a compliment. I can't stop thinking about it. The flavor, the texture, the way it feels as it slides down my throat with ease. I need more. I know how to get it. I know the rhyme Mrs. Pie taught me like the back of my hoof. As long as im here, I'll never go hungry again! Once they come out of the pool, I'll wait until he falls asleep. That's when I'll smash him and enjoy my feast. Dearest sister, you were right about me. I am a monster! My actions are unforgivable, but if you were in my situation and had a taste, you'd probably love it. I know you will.