Pinkie did not go home. She sat in front of Twilight’s computer, clicking all day long. As Twilight cleaned, she heard them shouting about an “anti matter condenser” and “one trillion cookies”. Twilight sighed. She had underestimated Pinkie, once again.
Night fell upon the town, and Pinkie was still hard at work. Twilight and Spike had both gone to bed, and Pinkie was still downstairs, hard at work. For hours, she tried to get some sleep, but to no avail; Pinkie’s game was keeping her from the eight hours she desperately needed.
Twilight got out of bed and stomped down the steps. Pinkie was still actively pursuing her ultimate goal; her eyes glued to the screen, and a neverending smile plastered on her face. Twilight marched right past her and shut the computer off.
“That is enough, Pinkie! I can’t get any sleep with you playing this stupid thing!”
Pinkie looked deflated.
“But Twilight, I-“
“No buts! I need sleep, and you need sleep. The princess is coming for a visit tomorrow, and you can’t just sit there playing my computer forever.”
Her friend looked crestfallen. “But… I was just trying to bake cookies.”
Twilight calmed down. She gave her friend a small hug, and then helped her to her hooves.
“I’m sorry Pinkie, but I really need my sleep. Besides, it’s not like they were real cookies or something, right?”
Pinkie cracked a smile.
“Yeah,” she giggled. “It would be impossible for me to bake that many cookies.” She started laughing at the thought.
Twilight laughed too.
“Just imagine how much unicorn magic you would need to even try and make that many cookies!”
Pinkie’s ears perked up.
“That’s it!” She grabbed her friend excitedly and began to shake her. “I know how I can bake cookies.”
“With an oven?” Twilight guessed.
“No, something even better!” Pinkie bounced up and down excitedly. “I have to go, Twilight. You should get some rest for tomorrow!” Pinkie bounced out the door, and down the street.
Twilight sighed with relief and shut the door behind her, then trotted back upstairs and before she knew it, she was fast asleep.
While Twilight was snoring fitfully, the front door opened, just a bit. A stealthy pink object crept into the room, and up the stairs. Stopping at the foot of Twilight’s bed, it silently picked up the sleeping unicorn by the hooves and began to lift her up…with limited success.
Instead, the intruder grabbed her by the hoof and began to drag her down the stairs, Twilight’s head making a solid thunk every time it hit a stair.
Twilight mumbled in her sleep, but remained asleep. Her kidnapper paused at the bottom of the stairs, and instead of dragging her out the door, pulled her towards the computer. Pulling a foldable torture rack from her saddle bag, the home invader set Twilight on the upright-standing table, and strapped her down, in a starfish position. Then, the strange pony booted up the computer.
Twilight woke up the next morning to the gentle hum of her computer. Groaning loudly, she moved to rub the sleep from her eyes, and found she couldn’t move her hooves. Blinking rapidly, she finally noticed Pinkie standing at her side with an immense grin.
“Pinkie Pie? What’s going on?” She looked around at the computer room. Pinkie had set up an elaborate looking machine out of spare parts, but it was so difficult to identify, Twilight couldn’t make sense of it. Pinkie herself carried a jumper cable in her mouth and was waiting patiently.
Pinkie spat out the jumper cable.
“It was about time you woke up!” The earth pony said brightly. “I wasn’t sure if it would work while you were asleep!”
“What wouldn’t work? What are you talking about?” Twilight was getting annoyed. Celestia was going to visit the tree house today, and she had to prepare.
“Well, you said that it would take a lot of unicorn magic to create cookies, so I thought what if I hooked a unicorn up to a giant printer so I could click cookies and make them real? So I set up this giant printer, and hooked it up to this computer, and now I’m gonna hook you up to the computer so I can make a billion cookies!” Pinkie replied cheerfully.
Twilight was incredulous.
“I don’t think that’s even scientifically possible!” She objected.
“Oh relax, Twilight! What do you have to lose? If it works, I can give everypony free cookies! If it doesn’t work, I let you go! Easy as that!” Pinkie hooked the jumper cable up to Twilight’s horn.
“Pinkie, will you cut it out, and let me go? The princess is going to be here in just a few hours, and I need to clean this place up!”
Pinkie ignored her, and started up the computer, and opened up Cookie Clicker. The page sat at the ready, and Pinkie clapped her hooves gleefully.
“Pinkie I’m serious!” Twilight’s cries were ignored as her friend moused over the giant cookie.
“Pinkie!”
Pinkie’s hoof hovered over the mouse, descending almost in slow motion. Then she sped up, and slammed her hoof down.
“Click!”
Twilight’s gut suddenly lurched, and a random cookie burst into existence from the tip of her horn. It fell to the ground in front of Twilight, and Pinkie picked it up to examine it. She eyeballed it for a second, then ate it in one swift bite. Twilight looked on as Pinkie shrieked like a madpony.
“It’s delicious! It worked!” She rejoiced.
“Can I go now?” Twilight asked, a bit fearfully.
Pinkie looked at her like she was crazy.
“I can’t stop now! Not when there are so many cookies to bake!” She turned back to the mouse, and began to click furiously. More cookies burst into existence, though Twilight fought against it. Soon, the floor was littered with cookies, and the library smelled of chocolate chips. Twilight hoped that Pinkie would get tired of baking quickly and take up a less daunting hobby, like writing fanfiction.
Then again, this was Pinkie Twilight was thinking about.
Twilight had the feeling this would not end well., and as the cookies began piling up, she figured she was probably right.