E.T.P.S
(The Evil Talking Pinata Society) *I dunno how to make those tildas...x.x*

By: Duet

A/N: Neko-chan has already posted her own story for Creative Writing Club. This is mine.

"Order...Order! ORDER! Oh, for Pete's sake...EVERYONE SHUT UP!"

The loud pinatas--yes, pinatas--quickly shut up and turned their attention to a very *annoyed* pinata. Though this colorful little donkey pinata was simply adorable to look at, there was a certain air to it that wasn't quite normal. Well, the idea of a talking party decoration would cause any normal person to question their sanity anyway...but besides that, there was something about this donkey. There was something about all the pinatas.

"We have the Society of Evil Turnips down the street who are very orderly and official, the Affiliation of Evil Chrysanthemums a few doors down who are proffessional (and not to mention smell nice), the Order of Evil Clicking Pens who always seem alert and our sister group--the Killer Party Blowers and Malignant Confetti--and not to mention countless others who A HAVE A DECENT MEETING ONCE IN AWHILE!" the little colorful donkey pinata (who, for the sake of the story, we shall call Benito) screetched, causing all the other pinatas to wince.

"Awww, c'mon Bennie! We ain't that bad! So what if we want to have a little fun in awhile?" a bright orange pinata in the shape of a convertible piped up.
"You have fun every single time we get together Herb! Nothing is going to get done. For example, the Corporation of Malicious Teddy Bears have freaked out fifty people this week! Fifty! And how many people have we freaked out this week?? Huh?! Would someone please tell me?!"

"He's gonna pop a tootsie roll..." a heart-shapped pinata muttered.

"Well...that would have to be...about three?" a meek little pinata spoke up, answering Benito's question.

"Only three?! I thought there were at least four this week!" Benito cried.

"Well you see..." a pink pig pinata began.

Benito sighed. "Nevermind! Nevermind..."

A yellow star-shaped one bounced up and down.

"Oh! Oh! I gave a little old lady a heart attack!" he exclaimed with glee.

"You tell us that everytime! And everytime you change it just a little bit so we think its a different story...but we know Blinky...we know..." a blue pinata said flatly.

"I wouldn't be talking you blue blob! I don't see you give people heart attacks!"

"For the last time...I'M A RAINDROP!"

"Who has ever heard of a raindrop as an evil pinata anyway?!"

"I happen to be a very well respected evil pinata!"

Growing even more annoyed, Benito tapped his hoof. He decided to speak over to the two feuding pinatas.

"Okay...there is a party coming up tomorrow...would anyone like to take it?" he asked dully. At once, all the pinatas began talking again, each one having their own reason why they should do it.

Benito growled.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UUUUUUUUUP! Okay...Wilbur! You can go this time."

"YAY!" the hamster pinata cheered. It's cute little face slowly grew dark and sinsiter.
"This should be really funny...heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeee...!"

The other pinatas blinked a few times, then proceeded to move away from the giggling hamster pinata.