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This chapter is a special devotion to you readers. The number of views of this fan fiction has reached 10,000; something I would call a remarkable feat for this SonDash story. You people have made it happened, I couldn't be more proud!

Whatever happens in these bonuses has nothing to do with the story. What happens here; stays here. I know this bonus will spark some contraversy, but I couldn't resist the idea.

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It was just another peaceful day in Ponyville; perfectly clear skies with Celestia's sun shining bright. It was unusual, but the day was hotter than the weather team would predict. They needed to clear the skies so the clouds could build water, but it almost ruined Sonic's relaxation time if he didn't find a tall tree with a large shadow blocking the sun.

"Hey, Sonic!" Tails shouted at him, his tails rotating like a propeller while running towards, "You got a minute?"

With a slight stir, the blue hedgehog shift in place before sitting up. This fox better have a good reason for ruining his nap!

"What's up Tails?" He politely asked.

"Pinkie Pie asked me if you could stop by Sugar Cube Corner for a minute. She said something about-"

"Wait," Sonic cut him off with an aggravated look, "Why didn't you say to her that I was busy? We went over this."

"Puppy eyes, Sonic." Tails simply answered with a blank look, "…Puppy eyes."

Sonic rolled his eyes and kicked the ground hard with his foot, popping him up to his two legs. He didn't sprint off in a flash like he usually would going anywhere else, he always take his sweet time walking to her bakery.

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The blue hedgehog took his first steps into the empty bakery; with just enough sunshine to paint the floor of the dark room. He can already feel his spikey hair standing up, his legs somewhat shivering as he take another step inside. He can feel it coming, just a matter of moments for the pink wad of joy to pop out of nowhere and scare the living breakfast out of him. He knew where the light switch was at, and he was very quick to switch it on. The lights flooded the room…To his relief to see nothing out of-

"SURPRISE!"

Sonic fell forward, his head slamming against the wooden floor. It took him a second to shake off the little stars circling around his head before he could roll over to see Pinkie standing at the door way.

"You have got to stop doing that!" He shouted while standing back to his two legs, "It's going to kill me one day!"
"Falling on the floor won't kill you, silly!" She cheered while hopping her way to the counter, "It's just good comedy for home videos!"

Again, Sonic shook his head at her nonsense; putting the right words in his head to end this as quickly as possible.

"I was in the middle of something." Sonic called to her as she bounced her way to the kitchen, "Can you tell me what you need so I can get back to slee-, uh, I mean back to Sweet Apple Acres."

"Don't worry," Pinkie ensured him, motioning for him to follow her, "We'll be done before you can clear an Act."

He followed her, somewhat cautiously to watch out for anything thing she might pull. He remember the last time he was in the kitchen with her baking a giant cake when he arrived

He'd much rather not do it again.

"What do you need?" Sonic asked her impatiently.

"The Cakes have been testing a new role of desserts for our customers, and I'm giving you the honors of test tasting the first batch!"

Sonic thought for a minute then shrugged, "Hm, alright; sounds cool."

Pinkie rambled through the refrigerator until-

Wait…Are refrigerators supposed to be invented yet in this world? Ah, forget it! Sonic is visiting Pinkie Pie, nothing makes sense around her.

Until she pulled out a small plate wrapped in tin foil, with something bulging from the middle. She placed it on the table and unwrapped it, revealing a single cupcake.

Sonic has to admit it, that cupcake looked good enough to eat. It was heavily decorated with white and red frosting, small sprinkles showing the top. The cake itself was colored dark pink, and Sonic could see white filling oozing from a small hole from one side.

"This is it!" Pinkie shouted with excitement, "The prototype of our new line up."

"I have to give it to ya." Sonic kindly commented, his eyes checking that cupcake out like he would with a pretty woman, "That cupcake looks pretty good."

"Well, wadaya waiting for?" Pinkie asked with glee, "Dig in!"

He zipped to the cupcake in question. He ate half the cupcake in one bite, the filling inside clogging up his mouth with a cool, sweet flavor. A soft moan slipped from his throat.

"This is amazing!" He congratulated her with his mouth full, "Wha-"

His vision blurred suddenly, a heavy sensation hammering the top of his head. Before he could try to understand what was happening to him, he collapsed unconscious to the floor.

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Sonic's conscience began to stir after what felt like hours. He opened his eyes, and saw nothing but darkness, darkness so thick that he could feel it brushing against his body. He moved his head left and right, trying to find at least the smallest glimmer of light. It wasn't what he saw that stirred him; it was what he heard that sent chills down his back.

The echoes of a high pitched, childish laughter.

This was enough to send him in a full sprint, but something was wrong. He couldn't move his hands; his legs were strapped against something that didn't bulge an inch, something was suspending him in mid-air; movement was impossible.

Then suddenly, a bright flash engulfed him. He closed his eyes until they adjusted. When he opened them, he felt his heart hitting his stomach like a rock.

The first thing he saw was a huge message above the door, written with fresh blue paint that read:

LIFE IS A SEQUEL

He searched around the room and saw mounted heads of random creatures he didn't recognize, brightly colored and decorated with ribbons. The room in general was coated with a fresh patch of bright pink paint, bright, colorful sprinkles covering the floor. They were balloons on the ceiling, and Sonic saw something bright and red tied to the bottom of them...And it didn't look like anything he would see at a party.

He was struggling like a lunatic, trying hopelessly to break free.

"W-w-what is this!?" He shouted, his heart beating faster, "W-w-where the heck am I!?"

"Oh, goodie, you're awake!" A high pitched voice greeted him.

He looked down and saw Pinkie Pie happily bouncing towards him, her pink hair hanging straight down to the ground, waving with her movement.

"W-w-w-what am I doing here!?"

"Your number came up!" She simply answered in her high pitched voice, "I ran out of the secret ingredient for our new batch!"

Tried as he might, those straps around his arms and legs would simply not bulge. He glanced at those tiny-beany eyes; a look he would never forget as long as he lived.

"I-I-I don't know where you're getting at, but…I-I'm sorry if I ever did anything to ya!"

"You didn't do anything!" She simply answered with a smile, "Besides, were going to have so much fun!"

"But…W-why!? Why are you doing this to me!?"

"Oh, everybody has to lose a life sometimes!" She answered him, bouncing her way to a table, "You lost how many lives in Scrap Brain?"

This girl made no sense at all!

"Listen, you can't kill me!" Sonic shouted trying to reason with her, "E-Everyone will be suspicious with me gone…They'll find out about you!"

"Don't be ridiculous!" She giggled, "Ponies may know of your disappearance, but SEGA can always find a replacement!"

She dug through a black box until she found something that might interest him, "Oh, you wanna see something cool!?"

He shook his head no.

"Well, I managed to capture this little sucker snooping around Rarity's boutique…Recognize this character?"

She spun around and was wearing what looked like the left overs of a certain bat he knew. Pinkie was wearing a white mask that covered her face, but eye sockets cut to fit her eyes. They were small bat wings sticking out of her back, not even big enough to be noticed from the front. They were large white boots on her back hooves, and white gloves covering her front. Her flank and waist was tightly hugged by a black garment, and her chest wear was the shape of a pink heart; which was filled by two basket balls.

"Oooh, hey there, big blue." Pinkie winked at him, talking in a deep-seductive tone, "I'm Rouge, blah, blah, blah; I'm gonna steal your emeralds, blah, blah, blah."

He watch in horror as Pinkie began to approach him, pumping her flanks left and right.

"My, my! Is it me or is it getting hot in here?"

Sonic began screaming, "No…Pinkie! No, No, No!"

She stood up and faced him with a seductive smile, "Pucker up, big boy!"

"NOO-"

He was instantly silenced when her lips pressed against his, Sonic can feel his tongue being violated by hers as she wrestled his organ to the bottom on his mouth. He was still screaming even with his mouth occupied. The kiss last for several seconds until she broke it. Sonic was spitting to the floor, trying to get her saliva out of his mouth.

Pinkie curiously checked out her dress, "Hm, You'll think 4Kids Entertainment wouldn't allow such a suggestive character into their own program. I mean seriously," She pressed her basket balls together, "You can fry a nerd's brain with these thingies!"

Sonic can feel his stomach getting queasy, feeling ready to vomit. A stray tear fell from his eye.

"Please…" He chocked, "Let me go…"

Pinkie snapped out of her trance and stripped her dress off with one swipe of a hoof, "Oh, but you can't go! You're gonna miss all the fun we're gonna have!"

Humming a cheerful tone, she hopped her way to a brown box, which was lying on a table in the corner of the room. Sonic's eyes widen in sudden horror when he saw what she was laying on the table; a bloody scalpel, a rusty hack saw, a dented hammer, a car battery, a knife reflecting his own face as she placed it on the table.

"Here we go!" She cheered as she closed the box with a tick.

Sonic can hear her giggling uncontrollably as she began hopping towards him with something in her mouth. When she stopped, she placed the object underneath him so he couldn't see it.

She just stared at him for several minutes, her enthusiastic smile never leaving her face. Sonic can feel his arms giving out, he couldn't even feel them for being tied up for so long. Then, her hoofs moved underneath him, grabbing the object she obtained earlier and slowly lift it up to his view point. Sonic began screaming for mercy when he saw the sinister thing she was holding.

A razor.

BZZZZZZZZZ

In one swoop she jabbed it to the mist of his spikey-blue hair, cutting everything on top clean off his head, strands of blue hair gently falling to the floor. In another maniac like dive, she harshly brushed the razor against the back of his head. She hopped in front of him to finish the job, gliding the razor over his stomach to shave off the last strand of hair on him. The back of his head felt much lighter than he remembered. Pinkie can hear him whimpering under his breath.

"Common, Sonic!" Pinkie cheered, "I thought you were tough! Running at the speed of sound and saving the world! Cheer up; I gave you a makeover!"

Pinkie pulled a portable mirror out of nowhere and stuck it in front of him. Sonic began crying out loud of what he saw. He couldn't even recognize himself, rough-yellowish skin showing off from every inch of his head and body, little strands of leftover hair sticking out of his head. He looked like a naked mole rat just coming out of the sauna.

He closed his eyes and began crying out loud. Pinkie bounced back to the table, yet again digging into the large tool box of torture. It's time to get down to business.

"Please…" Sonic again whimpered, "I won't tell anyone…Let me go."

"I thought you like playing games!" She stated in her cheerful tone, taking out a portable black box, "I must admit, thought; you got awfully crappy when the Dream Cast died. I mean, ohmygosh! Werehog? What kind a foanie baloney would come up with that idea?"

He didn't try to reason with her at this point. She was psychotic; no amount of reason could justify this crazy pony. Pinkie bounced in front of him and placed two little objects in his ears, attached to the black box by two black wires. Sonic began breathing heavily; panicking of what else she would do with him.

With one click of a button-

"AHHHHHHHH!" His head was thrashing widely into a seizure, "THE PAAAIIIN! MAKE IT STOOOOOP!"

Pinkie glanced down at the sinister device, giggling out loud as she read the little piece of paper taped to it.

Charmy bee's one liners and quotes

The tape played on for a full ten minutes; ten minutes of nonstop torture. When the tape was finished, she casually bounced over to him and pulled the two earpieces out, a small stream of blood popping out and pouring down the sides of his head.

"I CAN'T HEAR!" He screamed with tears pouring down his cheeks, "I CAN"T HEAR!"

Sonic's vision began to blurry from exhaustion, his arms now becoming nothing more than motionless limbs attached to his body; his ears accompanied by nothing more but a constant ringing. The next thing he saw was the pink mare summoning an all too familiar giant hammer from thin air, pulling it back.

"NOOOOOOOO-"

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Sonic jumped up in a cold sweat screaming from the top of his lungs; his heart literary beating against his chest. His eyes shot open to let in the bright sunshine around him. He took a second to regain his thoughts, letting the warm atmosphere fill his nostrils. After a minute He began chuckling as he lay back down on the grass.

"Dream," then he began laughing, "It was just a stupid dream."

He laughed for a good while, but mostly thankful for being alive. He lay there for sleep to take hold of him again, the nightmare still fresh on his mind but became nothing more than a joke. He was just about to close his eyes.

Then he suddenly heard a faint high pitched cry in the distance.

He quickly hopped to his feet and rushed to the source of the noise, which was coming from somewhere in Ponyville. Following the noise, he found himself facing Sugar Cube Corner. He was just about to step in until an image of Pinkie wearing that outfit struck his mind. He began taking a couple of steps back, fighting his own fear while still hearing the cries persists. Then he recognized the voice…It was Pinkie's.

He shook his obscured fears out of his head and began rushing to the front door until it suddenly shot open with a loud thud. Pinkie ran out with tears pouring out of her eyes.

"HOW COULD YOU!?" She cried out, running down the street, "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?"

Sonic jumped out of the way to let the mare through. He was just about to follow her until someone pushed him aside. Sonic saw a man running after her, wearing a black T-shirt, baggy blue jeans, and worn out running shoes.

"I'M SORRY PINKIE! COME BACK!"

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Author's notes

"Why?" Pinkie choked out, sitting on her haunches with endless streams of tears pouring down her face, her pink mane and tail deformed and hugging around the side of her face. I couldn't help but cry with her…What was I thinking!?

"I-I-I don't what to say to you." I tried to reason, choking on my own words, "It was a moment of weakness, Pinkie Pie. When inspiration hits I have to move with it. I didn't know you were going to be upset. I didn't even go into too much detail, just enough to-"

"Do you know what it's like to walk the streets with ponies staring back at me with fear, running away from me as if I was some kind of killer?" She lowered her head to the ground, covering her face with her hooves, whimpering out loud, "Rainbow wouldn't even go to my basement for her surprise party!"

My heart sank; I couldn't help but sink to the floor with her. I covered my face with my own hands, "I swear, I didn't know it was going to make you cry." I sniffled, trying to put on a smile as I craw to her, "Look at Princess Celestia. She's a great ruler and colts call her a rapist; she doesn't seem to mind."

"That's every guy's sick fantasy!" She cried out loud, "W-why call me a killer? What have I done!? I just want to make ponies happy!"

I couldn't even gather myself, piece of me shattered from the inside out. I had no control over my emotions; they just spewed out from me at will. I was angry at myself for what I've done, angry at the world for looking upon her for something she's not…But most of all, the very source of my tears…I was sad for her. My arms just reached out and pulled her in for a tight embrace, my face burying itself against her neck. I didn't suggest these actions, but my heart more than welcomed it.

"I'm a jerk Pinkie!" I cried out, "I'm a big jerk! I was only thinking for myself; I'm a selfish jerk and always will be!"

I drowned myself in my own hallow of grief. I wouldn't blame her if she never wanted to see me again…In fact that might be the only thing that can calm my aching heart, to hear her words of scorn and walk away without another word. It was justified, that was the only thing to right a wrong…Justice. I just held her in silence to await her response.

Until she embraced me back.

"...We all make mistakes." She choked.

Warmth secreted from her soft body, I still couldn't get a handle of my emotions, "You always bring smiles to ponies everywhere, Pinkie…to me and all the rest of my kind."

It seemed like a life time when he held eachother. I could hear her beginning to calm down, her tears no longer running down my neck.

But my tears were persistent.

"Common." She said to me, gently pushing me away so she can see me face to face, "Let me see a smile."

I hung my head down for a second, my depression beginning to melt away as she placed both hooves on my shoulder…Then I smiled, well; when I smile it's more of an evil grin.

"The past is no longer valid." I mumbled to her, a chuckle escaping my throat, "I may not forgive myself for my actions...But I will be able to sleep tonight knowing that you forgave me."

Her hair and mane suddenly poofed back to its unnatual state, her all too familiar smile forming across her lips. My tears dried, the feeling of guilt no longer bearing my aching heart.

"Common." I said to her, my grin fixed in place, "Let's grab some skittles."

We stood up and begin walking back to Ponyville. Equestia may be the kingdom of refugee for many of us; to shelter ourselves from the cold, dying world that we humans lived in; but I couldn't stay for long...I have other duties to fulfill.

Pinkie began chuckling, "Remember the part when I took his spikey hair clean off his body?"

I laughed, "Oh, My favorite part was where you dressed up as Rouge and French kissed him. Man! That was simply priceless! You know? I think you would have looked cute in a Rouge outfit."

"Stop being a pervert, you silly filly!" She joked.

"Common, I'm being serious…You caught a lot of people off guard with the 4kids comment-"

"Who are you talking about and what's 4Kids?" She asked cocking her head.

"Exactly Pinkie." I snickered putting a hand on her back, "Exactly."