Pinkie Pie stood at the counter in Sugar Cube Corner decorating cupcakes for tomorrow's sales. Pinkie Pie had to be the one to bake the cupcakes because the cake family was out of town for the next couple of days on a relaxing vacation, something that Pinkie was glad to see, as Mr. and Mrs. Cake very frequently worked themselves to exhaustion every day while running their shop. It saddened Pinkie to see the Cakes slowly drag themselves up the stairs to their room every day. If they were tired then they couldn't smile! However, when they told Pinkie that they were going on vacation, she bounced around the room in excitement. They had left a few hours ago and Pinkie had decided to use the time to catch up on making cupcakes for tomorrow.

Pinkie put the finishing swirls of frosting on a batch of a dozen cupcakes. She gave them a look over to check for any mistakes. The cupcakes were a small vanilla cake inside a cupcake wrapper with a tower of light blue frosting on top of them. Her friend Rainbow Dash often joked that Pinkie would often make the icing on her cupcakes taller than Pinkie herself. She snorted when she remembered the joke and began gathering the cupcakes up to store until tomorrow. She placed each cupcake lovingly inside a large Tupperware container before gingerly closing the lid so as to not smear any icing and then sliding the container under the counter. Just as she raised her head back up, she heard a quiet *ding* that signaled that a fresh batch of cupcakes was finished. She reached over and grabbed a large oven mitt and carefully removed the new batch from the hot oven. She placed them on the counter to cool for a few minutes while she prepared a new flavor of icing.

Suddenly Pinkie Pie heard the telephone, a recent invention in Equestria, ring. She perked her head up at the piercing noise and gave a giant grin. "Ooh goodie! I wonder who that could be?" said Pinkie Pie excitedly. She bounced happily over to the ringing phone and grabbed a large headset in her mouth and slipped it over her ears. A headset was required for ponies like herself to answer a telephone because the original design had been made with Griffins in mind (as the original inventor was a Griffin) and since Ponies didn't have opposable thumbs, it had to be modified to accommodate this. The phone rang once more and Pinkie pressed the large 'answer' button. "Hello there!" said the pink pony excitedly.

"Hello," said the voice on the other end. The voice had a smooth, deep male voice that Pinkie recognized immediately. She perked up and her eyes widened in excitement.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, you have the voice of the badpony from Scream! Ha ha, you're good," The voice on the other end faltered with confusion for a bit but The Caller quickly regained his composure and went back to his more confident tone.

"I...umm...yes well who is this?" said The Caller. Pinkie noted that the voice had a slightly metallic quality to it, almost as if the pony on the other end was using a voice changer.

"Ooh, I love guessing games! Is this twenty questions? You have 19 left!" said Pinkie excitedly. She simply adored this game and played it whenever she got the chance.

"What? No this isn't 20 questions, whatever gave you that idea?"

"Only 18 more!"

"No, this isn't 20 questions!" said The Caller with clear tones of irritation. Pinkie was taken aback.

"You don't want to play 20 questions, why in Equestria not? I mean come on, everypony likes 20 questions!" Pinkie raised her eyebrow in confusion. "Who is this anyway?" she said. The voice on the other end went back to its confident tones, now more on track with where it wanted this conversation to go.

"You tell me your name and I'll tell you mine," said The Caller in a suave manner.

"I'm Pinkie Pie! Who are you?" said Pinkie immediately.

"Uh..." The Caller clearly wasn't prepared for this and he stuttered for a few second before he finally managed to say "I can't tell you." Pinkie gasped in shock before taking a stern tone with The Caller.

"But you said that you would tell me your name if i told you mine! You broke a promise and breaking a promise is the fastest way to lose a friend forever!"

"I..."

"FOREVER!!" said Pinkie in a malicious tone that clearly startled The Caller.

"I..." said The Caller, clearly at a loss for words. Pinkie slightly adjusted her headset and thought about the conversation thus far for a brief moment.

"Hand on a second, how do you not know me anyway?" she said confusedly before perking up again. "Oh, are you not from around here? If you don't know me you aren't from around here because I know everypony, and I mean everypony in Ponyville!"

"Uh, no I'm not from around here. I'm from..." The Caller paused for a second. "Canterlot, yeah that's it, Canterlot!"

"Ooh goody! You must know my friend Twilight then!"

"I can't say that I do," said The Caller, who was growing more exasperated by the minute.

"Of course you do, she helped save the world twice now! Everypony knows Twilight," Pinkie thought for a moment. "But if you're new here then you haven't met anyone and if you haven't met anyone you must not have any friends and if you don't have any friends you must be lonely!" she said sadly. The Caller could only stutter while trying to follow her train of thought and get back to what he was trying to accomplish in the first place.

"Don't worry about me," said The Caller gruffly. "Okay, what's your favorite scary movie?"

"Scary movie? Ooh, my friend Rarity loves scary movies! You should totally meet her!"

"I...no, what's YOUR favorite scary movie?"

"Ha ha, are we back to 20 questions?"

"No! We were never playing 20 questions!" said The Caller in pure disbelief that anypony could think like this.

"Well then why do you keep asking me these questions?" asked Pinkie. The caller gave a frustrated sigh.

"I'm hanging up now, forget it. I'm just coming in," said The Caller in a defeated tone.

"Ooh! You're here! We can have a great big party!" said Pinkie excitedly, but she only heard the dial tone. As she removed the headset and placed it back on its hook where it belonged, she heard a window crash and someone muttering in frustration. She bounced over to the source of the noise. When she came to it, she saw a large pile of broken glass on the floor in front of the window. The window itself was almost completely shattered and the lack of glass left a hole large enough for anypony to get though. She heard a small groan on the floor next to the destroyed window and saw the pony that had called her. He was wearing a traditional Ghostface costume, long black robe, scary white mask, etc. He got up a little wobbly, but he made it to his feet and tried standing in front of her as menacingly as possible. To Pinkie it all looked quite comical and she simply rolled her eyes. "You know on a human it looks kinda creepy but on a pony it just looks silly!" she laughed.

"Enough! I do not look silly!" said The Caller who still was using a voice changer. However, Pinkie heard that the voice underneath still came through a little. It sounded vaguely familiar to Pinkie. She pushed it aside and smiled at the intruder.

"Ooh you're here!" Pinkie said excitedly before frowning. "The front door was unlocked though, you could have just come in or knocked silly!"

"I have had enough of this!" said The Caller who was still trying his best to be menacing despite clear tones of frustration and exasperation coming through. Pinkie saw a large knife raise up in the air, surrounded by a soft, white glow indicating that The Caller was clearly was a unicorn. He raised the knife higher and with a mad cackle he advanced slowly towards Pinkie menacingly while Pinkie just stared at him smiling. However, as he came closer, Pinkie was starting to get a little nervous. What if he was really here to hurt her? She took a small, nervous step back and her smile faded ever so slightly which seemed to encourage The Caller. Suddenly without warning, The Caller seemed to lose all sense of balance and he flailed his arms around trying to steady himself. Pinkie saw that he had slipped on a deflated, red balloon that she had failed to clean up after her party that morning. The Caller continued to stumble around a bit and since his concentration was broken, the knife fell to the floor with a loud clatter. He tried to steady himself on the counter but his hoof slipped on a stray clump of frosting that Pinkie had neglected to wipe off of the counter, which was the final blow in his battle with gravity and he fell completely to the floor.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" asked Pinkie worriedly.

"I'm fine, just fine! I'm gonna get you Pinkie Pie!" said the dazed intruder. He raised himself up off of the ground with a pained groan and stumbled around and bit, clearly a little dizzy from the fall. Unfortunately, he accidentally backed into the shelf of pots and pans that took up a large portion of the kitchen. Despite the fact that the collision wasn't a very violent one, the shelf collapsed and a dozen pots and pans rained down on The Caller, nearly knocking him out. He gave a weak groan before using every ounce of his strength to stand up and keep himself steady. He magicked the knife back to him and turned his attention back to Pinkie with a snarl. "This time there won't be any problems!" said The Caller thickly. Pinkie merely laughed at this clumsy display.

"That was funny!"

"No it wasn't, it actually kind of hurt," said The Caller angrily. The caller began advancing towards Pinkie when he lost another battle with gravity, and fell face first on the ground. Pinkie looked near the intruder's hooves and a green toothless alligator waddled away. Pinkie laughed at this.

"Oh Gummy, you really should watch where you're going, you could hurt somepony," she looked at The Caller. "Are you alright?" she asked.

"I...I...oh forget this. This is not worth it," said the worn down intruder. He slowly crawled near the door, with small groans of pain with every move he made. He tried to stand up to reach for the door handle, but he was too dazed and weak to attempt something like that. He sighed and simply opened the door using his magic before crawling out into the night.

"Oh, okay then, see you soon!" said Pinkie happily. "It was nice to have met you!" The Caller only mumbled a half reply before the door slammed shut. Pinkie turned back towards the kitchen and muttered to herself. "I don't care what he said, that costume did look pretty silly." Pinkie hummed to herself and went back to decorating cupcakes.