The first thing that Fluttershy noticed as she started waking up was a sweet aroma. The next thing she noticed was that her head felt heavy, as if she was wearing an oversized helmet. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was... a pie. Judging from the aroma, it was a raspberry pie. Fluttershy lifted her head and, to her surprise, the pie moved with her. It was right in front of her, held right below chin-level by some kind of metal contraption. Fluttershy then realized the contraption holding the pie was also on her head, which explained why her head felt so heavy.
Fluttershy, realizing she was sitting in a steel chair, tried to move only to find that her hands were tied behind her back. She looked back to see a metal pole directly behind the chair. Her arms were between the opening behind the chair, tied behind the pole with rope. Now, she was scared.
She nervously looked around the room, which was dimly lit by a a few light bulbs dangling from the ceiling, and saw that the floor was covered by what appeared to be a bunch of keys, but nothing else. "H-Hello?" She called out. "Is... Is anyone there?"
Suddenly, a TV screen flashed to life on the wall directly in front of her. What appeared on screen was a puppet that resembled a cute pink pony with a red bow tie. "Hello, Fluttershy." It said to her.
Fluttershy jumped in her seat when she heard the voice. Hearing a voice so... demonic-sounding come from such a cute puppet horrified the poor girl.
"I want to play game." The puppet said sinisterly. "The device on your head is what I like to call the Pie Mask. One half of the mask is around your head while the other half holds a pie. In five minutes, starting from when this message ends, the mask will connect and you will receive a pie to the face. However, on the back of the mask, there is a lock that will allow you to take it off. The key to it is hidden in the room."
Fluttershy looked across the room at the hundreds of keys and started crying, really not wanting to be pied in the face; not in such a scary, pressure-inducing way.
"Don't worry, Fluttershy." The puppet continued. "I'll give you a hint: The key is not where you would expect it to be."
"Wh-Who are you? Wh-Why are you doing this?"
She could have sworn the puppet giggled. "It's a surpriiiise."
Fluttershy's eyes widened. "Pinkie?"
"Let the games begin. Good luck."
"Wait! I-I can't even get out of this chair!" Fluttershy pleaded.
"Oh, don't worry. It's a loose knot. You can wiggle your hands out." The screen changed to 5:00... 4:59... 4:58... 4:57...
In a panic, Fluttershy quickly wiggled her hand free and got up, rubbing her wrists as she looked across the floor that was littered with keys. With sweat running down her face and her heart beating so hard it made her ribs hurt, she started picking up keys at random, hoping and praying one would work. A small part of her knew she was overreacting and that a pie wouldn't hurt her, but the situation at hand made it scary and causing her to think irrationally.
With shaky hands, she fit key after key into the lock; none of them saving her from her fate.
3:12... 3:11... 3:10...
Fluttershy realized that she wasn't getting anywhere. "Okay... Okay... Calm down, Fluttershy. You can do this! Now, what did Pinkie say?"
I'll give you a hint: The key is not where you would expect it to be.
That's when it hit Fluttershy. "It's not any of the keys on the floor. But then... where is it?" In desperation, Fluttershy searched the walls of the room for a key, thinking one may be hidden in the walls.
1:25... 1:24... 1:23...
Fluttershy looked through each wall and corner and found nothing. She even checked the screen and noticed a door opposite from where she had been sitting. She tried opening it, but to no avail. She was getting more and more anxious, forcing herself to not look at the timer. She gulped and scanned the room. The only other thing there, aside from herself and the keys, was... the chair.
0:27... 0:26... 0:25...
Fluttershy ran to the chair and crouched down to look under it. Low and behold, there was a key taped to the bottom on the chair. She picked away at the tape and got the key.
0:11... 0:10... 0:09...
Fluttershy brought the key to the lock behind her head, but her hands were shaking too much to get it in. She steeled herself as best as she could and managed to get the key in. She heard a click and felt the mask loosing. In a flash, she pulled off the device and threw it on the ground just as it closed.
She sighed with relief and put her hands on her knees. She took several deep breaths before the screen changed from 0:00 to the puppet again.
"Wow! That was a really really close one! Ahem. Please proceed to the next room."
The door automatically opened to another room.
Fluttershy stood in silence for a moment before sighing and walking into the next room. "Maybe that was the only bad thing..." She let out an 'eep' as the door shut and locked behind her. "...Though I doubt it."
me likes. does Fluttershy see any of dee friends along the way, and they have to survive this?
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You'll see.
I really like this. It's not entirely like I'd imagined... though I must also say...
I really wish I'd offered to be an editor on this. I'd love to somehow be a part of this. This has an extremely playful and rather cute feeling to it—something I always try to do with my own stories, but they often end up becoming more black comedy than playful comedy. Not that I dislike that, I love dark/warped humor. Still, terrific job. I genuinely love this—WAY more than I ever thought I would (especially considering, when you first mentioned it, I couldn't see a "light-hearted" Saw story ever working).
... though, if I may request something: I'd love to see a Pinkie Pie Reverse Bear Trap. I just... I want to see how that would play out.
I like what i see so far. Let the insanity begin!
And oh no...Maud decided to be dull and uninterested...how shocking...
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Dude, you are a part of this. If you hadn't given me the idea, this wouldn't have happened! You impregnated me with this fic! You are the father!
And playful comedies are what I do, brother. Sure, I do dark and dramatic stuff, but comedy is my passion. In fact, I intend to write a blog explaining how I became a comedian. Perhaps, from now on, you won't doubt me.
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Well, that's what makes Maud so awesome!
Besides, she's smart enough to know Pinkie's friends are not gonna be too happy about all this. She's keeping her hands clean.
8239510 Eh, I'm on the same boat. I write comedies a lot. It be fun.
Also, celebratory music.
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You mean boring?(insert trollestia)
And she's technically guilty of inaction.
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Cheers, love!
Also, as for your trap request... Umm, I'm not sure how that would work...
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That's what's awesome about Maud. It takes some pretty dang good writing to make a character boring and uninteresting in a way that makes them hilarious and entertaining.
P.S. I hope your emoticon button starts working again.
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I can use a few but again, most are literally beyond the limits of my phone screen.
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Well, perhaps you'll be able to get a laptop or something in the near future?
8239537 you can just put in the wording.
= : trollestia : (without the spaces).
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There ya go!
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Holy shit! Vertigo blew my f**king mind!
8239553 You're welcome!
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What's next on your writing schedule?
8239531 Perhaps one of her friends is put in-between two halves of a cake and, after the timer runes out, they slam into her? It's impractical, but it's Pinkie Pie. I doubt anyone will really question it.
You can call it the Reverse Cake Trap! :P
8239596 Chapter 3 of my George Soros story, then Life.
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Sounds too similar to The Pie Mask.
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Don't you mean Half-Life?
8239602 Hummm.... hrmmmm....
Alright, what if you do something similar to that hypodermic needle pit? But with Ice Cream Cones or something?
8239604 NOT LIKE THIS, MAN! NOT. LIKE. THIS.
I only have a quarter of a life. Don't give me too much credit.
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I actually have something like that planned out. Let's just say, Rarity's gonna be pissed.
8239611 Hells. Yes.
I'm excited for that!
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To quote Scar, BE PREPAAAAAAAARED!
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How old are you again?
8239616 Somewhere between the age of 13 and 100.
Considering the fact that I said I had vodka when I went to the wedding I went to last month—and the fact I said I live in the US of A...
I guess it's safe to say I'm... old enough to drink.
Why dost thou wisheth to know?
Spoiler alert: I'm 21
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Try to guess my age.
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19
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Out of curiosity when you mention Quarter Life.
on a sidenote, I'm 17.
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...Wow... that was only one number away from being correct.
8239627 I like to joke that I have no life.
8239628 Heh. Aight, I'll guess 20.
Either way, I guessed it based on the average age of users on this website.
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He's an even number! Get Him!!!
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18, actually, but you were really close.
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You sure you wanna do that? Did you forget I'm the spawn of the Outer Gods?
So, now we know a little more about each other:
Vertigo is 21
Madness is 18
Temni is 17
823965 I'm also the least talented of you guys.
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What are Gods to a disbeliever?!
So technically I'm the youngest of us?
8239661 Yup. And I'm the oldest.
And Madness... Well...
"Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am, stuck in the middle with you!"
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Just because you don't believe it's there doesn't mean it's not (Man, I love Feeling Pinkie Keen).
And yes, you're the runt of the litter.
8239672 Meanwhile, I'm the old man who yells at children to get off his lawn.
Rather fitting, I often have the burning desire to yell at people to leave me alone.
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And I'm the middle child that trolls you both with my quick wit and snarks.
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8239688 Aw, don't be like that. I wouldn't yell at you.
Much.
8239686 Heh... I would've been a middle child.
But, I don't speak about that often.
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One thing we all need to know.
Batman or Superman?
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I would have too.
See, before my Mom meet my Dad, she... made a mistake with one of her good friends. She got pregnant and, when she found out it was a girl, she named her Hope. But... she was a stillborn.
Fun fact: My Mom collects things that have the word 'Hope' on them.
8239707 i prefer Batman. I find him more interesting
8239712 Well, we have similar stories. My older sister was also a stillborn.
Feelsbadman.