In The Abyss As A Toon Character

With a hesitant exhale, Dante finally pressed the button to buy the Pinkie Pie transformation. His fingers slowly withdrew from the screen, leaving behind a faint glow that quickly faded. A sense of dread began to creep in, accentuated by his heart loudly pounding in his chest as he anxiously awaited the effects of the transformation.

But...

Nothing happened!

A nervous laugh escaped from deep within Dante as he realized the silliness of the situation. He mumbled at his own stupidity, "Right, I first gotta visualize Pinkie Pie."

Dante began ignoring all the sensory inputs and his mind was left entirely blank, leaving a white canvas ready to be painted with the vibrant colors and lively features of Pinkie Pie. "Her color, hair, appearance, and..." Dante attempted to picture an image of Pinkie Pie in his mind. Yet the only thing that his mind could form was a silhouette; he yelled inside, "SYSTEM!"

The system answered, "Pinkie Pie is a small, vibrant earth pony with a bright pink coat that practically radiates joy. Her mane and tail are a lighter shade of pink, and they're styled in bouncy curls that seem to defy gravity. Her cutie mark is two cyan balloons with yellow string and one yellow balloon with a cyan string."

...

In contrast to the last time, the process changed from the unnecessary dazzling show of light to a strange burning sensation spreading within his body that didn't hurt at all, more like the gentle glow of a sunrise. 

The room temperature began slowly rising, barely detectable at all, and then slowly, the weird hiccups started appearing; his mouth opened and closed in a rhythmic pattern, making the same annoying noise over and over. A normal hiccup wouldn't be a problem, but the issue with this one is that intervals between each one are getting alarmingly shorter, barely giving room to recuperate.

Struggling to maintain his composure, Dante leaned onto the wall for support. His body began feeling drained, and the hiccups didn't let him recover to catch a breath, "Why" *Hiccup* "Do" *Hiccup* "Th-" *Hiccup* "-is" *Hiccup* "H-"*Hiccup* "A-" Hiccup*" P-"

The unstoppable hiccups intensified to the point that they began breaking the laws of physics, slowly making Dante's body vibrate at a speed that Rainbow Dash reached at her peak.

Somehow he managed to levitate a few centimeters out of the ground; as if that wasn't strange enough, the laws got even more fucked because, for some inexplicable reason, Dante's body obtained the property of rubber and started to bounce around the room like a literal ball.

His bouncing grew increasingly erratic and unpredictable; the room around him seemed to blur as Dante's rubber-like body ricocheted off the furniture, breaking half of the stuff in the room. In the middle of this chaos, Dante could only mumble a loud, "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

After striking the walls and ceiling a dozen times, more abruptly, everything ceased, leaving Dante sprawled motionless on the ground; every inch of his body trembled with the aftershocks of his wild transformation.

Despite his efforts to regain control of this disorienting experience, he found himself twitching uncontrollably. Similar to someone pouring him onto a washing machine just to let him spin for days.

He wobbled, staggering from side to side, stumbling around like a complete and hopeless drunkard who didn't take into account certain factors the last night. He mumbled under his breath, "I just got the mother of all hangovers...."

Quickly, Dante realized his voice had changed to an even higher pitch, sounding extremely enthusiastic and childlike. "I-I prefer the more tomboy-ish voice from the other girl."

For some reason, instead of keeping his thoughts to himself, he decided to voice them out loud. "We can't do much about it; let's just go and spar with Daniel to get the hang of our new body! But before that…"

Deciding to do a small test, Dante did a few stretches, finding it incredibly easy. His body could twist and bend fluidly and effortlessly in all kinds of impossible angles, as if he was made of rubber or his bone didn't exist. It was an odd sensation, one that left him feeling both exhilarated and disoriented.

A strange melody began to hum from his lips, then an inexplicable sense of overwhelming joy bubbled up within Dante, infusing every single one of his actions with a playful vibrancy, "I should change clothes, these ones don't fit this... personality nor body!"

Dante playfully began walking, with small hops towards the door, "I also should get some-"

*SLAM*

Dante, perplexed, mumbled, "UH???!!!" he puzzledly looked to the sides, struggling to make sense of his surroundings, "Why am I on the floor??? Better question: didn't I just cross the door?" 

Dante turned his neck 180 degrees, and then he heard a bizarre cracking noise coming from him, "Uh-oh," his body comically followed his neck after a few seconds, aligning his column again with his head once more.

Still grappling with the absurdity of the situation, Dante attempted to piece together the series of events that had led to the toon-ish interaction, but after failing to do so, he just mumbled, "That... just happened..." he muttered to himself, fastly shaking his head from side forming an animated blur, "Okey, let's recapitulate, I walked to the door but instantly teleported to the closet, resulting in me kissing the floor."

Still confused by the events, Dante slowly got up and cautiously approached the edge of the door. "Let's do it, s-l-o-w-l-y," He carefully stepped through the door just to disorientingly stomp once more into the hard ground. In panic, he yelled hysterically, "NONONONONO!" 

Dante's legs swung into motion, going full speed to the door to recklessly brute-force his way into. Unlike Rainbow Dash's body, where he barely started to have a grasp on his control, Pinkie's body responded effortlessly to his commands, both mentally and physically.

Dante continued charging forward against the door with the sheer momentum of his charge exponentially intensifying, to the point that the sound barrier was subsequently broken.

Then, some seconds later, afterimages began creating, trailing off behind him, slowly but steadily they formed a motion blur of him running against the door, creating a surreal, almost humorous scene.

Dozen of pinkies were comically running at the door one after another until the Pinkamena in the front abruptly stopped her momentum, the second her legs began to brake, the screeching of a car drifting at high speeds echoed in the room.

The pinkie in the front roared to the air, "ENOUGH!!!" In an instant, the Pinkies behind her collided with her, sending them all tumbling to the ground in a tangled pile of bodies and disorder. 

In unison, all of them simultaneously muttered, "W-Why did I trip?" the room fell silent for 2 seconds, and then all of the Pinkies gasped in unison "UH!? They exclaimed in disbelief, their words overlapping in a jumbled mess of sound. "Why are y'all talking?" All the pinkies inspected themself before they yelled, "NONSENSE!"

The yelling of every single pinkie trying to explain the situation filled Dante's ears, "I am the real one! Why are y'all talking-!" "NOPE-" "What, of course not!" "Hey-" The incoherent babbling got higher and higher until one Pinkie yelled incredibly loudly, "SHUT UP!!!"

All the Pinkies turned to the one who yelled to hear her say, "System call Daniel. Tell him that I need help; I'm stuck with a certain mess I just made and also sent him an invitation."

All the Pinkies' voiced their thoughts, "Good Idea," "Yeah, let's do that," "SYSTEM!" "seems right." Collectively, all the others tried to activate the system with their voice, but it didn't respond to anyone except one.

Seeing this opportune turn of events, she declared with authority, "This should clarify that I AM THE REAL ONE!!! Right...?" The pinkies turned to each other inspecting what were their thoughts about this matter.

After a brief silence all of the pinkies assented at the same time, yet amidst the silence, one raised her hand and voiced her question, "but are we clones or past-futures version of yourself?"

Dante looked at her, frankly answering, "Do you think I have any idea of how it works?" Another pinkie raised her hand to ask, "Then what do we do now?"

Dante replied to her, "Whatever you want, while it doesn't hurt me directly or indirectly." just as he finished talking, another one spoke, but instead of even caring to raise her hand, she just yelled, "Ok, let's put numbers on our heads; I want to be number 7!!!

As the Pinkies began to organize themselves, Dante settled in front of the door, murmuring, "####... the system didn't told me anything about this..."

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Authors note:

Ok... bear with me! I have been wanting to do these interactions for months! I hope everyone finds amusing wacky stuff... because the next chapter is just that... and yes, it's completely necessary; Dante needs to understand his new abilities.

Also, fun fact: In my first script, Dante was supposed to get Pinkamena mid-fight with Toji!