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"BIG CHEESE!?" They yelled out in unison.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR REAL!!!" Hitler cried out loud, Nazi leaders have heard legends of this man. He managed to conquer Toontown and its inhabitants, Nazi's could only DREAM of taking over Poland.
"Wow, I would have never expected a celebrity to be here!" Pinkie pie squealed, meeting Big Cheese was the ultimate goal in life, which people aren't currently aware of.
"But Pinkie, I'm a celebrity too..." Hitler said.
"Oh."
Venturing into a dark and eerie dungeon rumored to be filled with ancient secrets, the trio's curiosity led her deeper and deeper into its mysterious depths.
"I am glad I found you two, although Hitler, your friends... Toony antics, do allude me."
"How exactly did you get here, if you don't mind me asking?" Hitler eagerly asked the tall cheese head.
"I think this where cogs go when they die..." He solemnly sighed, he looked down at the cold damp floor as he seemed lost. Pinkie was not oblivious to her friends woes, and shared some encouraging details.
"Well, Big Cheese, no matter where we are. I promise to be a great friend, and keep us from danger!"
"Oh thank go-"
"And crack jokes while doing it!"
"NOOOOOOOO!!!" Hitler yelled.
They continued to trot cautiously through the dimly lit corridors, Pinkie's pink mane bouncing with each step, they approached a new room, similar to the one they started out in. Except it had a beaming light shining across a seemingly endless hallway. Pinkie stumbled upon another shadowy figure lurking in the shadows. With a gasp of surprise, she discovered none other than... a ginger cat?
The cats narrowed eyes locked onto Pinkie, and an annoyed look spread across his twisted face. "Hey! Watch where your going, bub!" he hissed, his voice dripping with malice.
Unfazed by the cats tough facade, she flashed her trademark grin and bounded over to him. "Hiya! I'm Pinkie Pie, and this is Hitler and Big Cheese!" she exclaimed, extending a hoof in greeting.
"Wanna be our friend?"
He recoiled slightly, taken aback by Pinkie's cheerful disposition. "Friends? I literally just met you! I'm so confused..." Petey scoffed.
"Join ze club." Hitler said nonchalantly.
But Pinkie Pie wasn't about give up. With her usual boundless enthusiasm, she launched into a flurry of questions and jokes, determined to break through Petey's icy exterior.
As the minutes turned into hours, Pinkie's infectious laughter and relentless positivity began to work their magic on Petey. Despite her positive demeanor, Petey felt an aching pain is his chest as he held a worried look on his face. What was the matter.
"Hey, are you okay Mr. Cat?"
Petey brought his sight back up to the mare, he didn't know what to say. But he knew one things for sure, this pony isn't going to give up.
"My name is Petey and," He struggled to find words as he stumbled to get up. "I don't know how I got here... The last thing I remember was getting gelato with my son, Lil' Petey. Next thing you know, your in a dungeon cell with a bunch of freaks!"
"Freaks!?" Hitler and Big Cheese screamed at Petey, they then looked at each other in confusion.
"Yeah, that one with the cheese head, and I know damn well your afraid of cats, Hitler!"
"What, how'd jew know!?" Hitler screeched, his face was red with sweat and anger.
"I knew an Adolf Kitler in cat jail, he's terrified of humans..." Petey said.
Everyone was pretty tense, Pinky faltered for a response, but she was sentimental seeing her new friends interacting. She then decided to break to ice.
"Hey, I think I see a light ahead, maybe that's the way out!"
And so, they continued down the depths of the dungeon, halfway through the long hallway. Pinkie and Hitler gleefully skipped towards freedom.With Big Cheese clunkily folloeed behind in a robotic pattern. Petey was reluctant, but found comfort in Pinkie's kindness, she reminded him of Dogman. He held on to his hope and continued with them in search of his son.
Forged an unlikely bond born from the most unexpected of circumstances. They shared stories, traded jokes, and even danced a silly jig together, much to the surprise of the dungeon's other inhabitants.
Pinkie knew that their encounter had been a truly magical one, reminding her once again that friendship could conquer even the darkest of dungeons.
But, she then heard a frightening voice echo blasting across the hallway, it sounded like... autotune?
At once, they all stopped in their tracks, horrified at the ghastly amalgamation before them.
"This attraction is great, so many guards I can ra-"
To be continued...