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One fine day, Ponyville's resident Party Planner, Pinkie Pie, decides to make some cookies. Her small operation continues to grow and grow, until disaster and tragedy for the sake of comedy ensue.

A fanfic based on Cookie Clicker, and written with a terrible ending over the course of two hours during a bout of insomnia. Rated teen for descriptions of body horror.


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That story was hilarious! :rainbowlaugh:

Seriously - It was a great read. :derpytongue2:

See, this is why I stopped when the elder pact came up. Besides, the game told me I could stop now.

I think this fic helps reinforce my point that anyone (including myself) who plays Cookie Clicker turns into Frankie Foster:

It's okay. Everything can still be fixed.
We just have to convince Luna to reset her save, or force her away from the computer so that we can reset it for her.
Then we just have to destroy the computer and Equestria will be saved. :pinkiecrazy:

That's it. I'm going to try the game myself when I get home.

For gods sakes, don't! It will Take you! It took me weeks to wean myself off it!

Hello kind author,

Would you mind at all if I wrote a sort of fan spin-off of this, where the events of this story are explained in greater detail?

Oh, by all means! Go ahead! This was literally just written in the spur of the moment, and I'd love to see another's interpretation.

My friend and I just read through the entire story and could barely get through it because we were laughing so hard throughout. This is awesome. :pinkiehappy:

What's terrifying here isn't that Pinkie's out of character. It's that she isn't. :pinkiecrazy:

This story made me laugh so hard! XD

Dammit Luna, not ANOTHER apocalypse created by your gaming....

Umm... okay. I just read that. This is legitimately the weirdest fanfic I've ever read.

I haven't read many fanfics :rainbowlaugh:

Twilight called upward. “Rainbow, are you feeling okay up there?”


Twilight turned, shutting out the babbling and booming from behind her. She stared Pinkie down. “Keep. Going.”

I think she's adrenaline drunk by this point.

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