Alright, made a few changes, and looked back at EZN's guide. Wrote a few more paragraphs to go with it too; so that I'm not just posting the same thing but slightly changed.
Drip, drip, drip.
A young Rainbow Dash sat bored and alone in the Cake families dark and rundown basement, unsure of what to do with herself as she waited for her friend.
Letting out a small yawn, and looking down at the slightly damp floor, she wondered what could possibly be taking her so long to come back after she had left the basement; to get what she had called "a special new toy," for a new game that she had came up with.
Dash knew that Pinkie was great at thinking up new games, and trusted her with making them; even if they could seem strange or even just end up being pranks (which she would always get back at her for). But even she wasn't sure about the current one, after Pinkie refused to tell her anything at all about it.
All she currently knew was that she was tied with jump rope to a chair, made for foals half-her age, and behind a plastic pastel yellow table; with the game probably involving the three also tied-up stuffed animals that surrounded the other sides of the table.
While rocking from side-to-side in her undersized chair, Dash had caught a small glimmer in the eyes of the plushie that sat to the right of her.
Deciding to stop her energetic rocking; she took a closer look at the green rooster plushie, that she could have swore was staring at her. "what do you want?" Dash said, looking towards the green rooster plush that had dared to challenge her to a stare down; and gazing straight into its lifeless beady-eyes.
After having stared directly into the half-cloaked in darkness roosters eyes for an uncomfortably long time, Dash began to get slightly nervous; wondering if her friend had forgotten about her down here, and if she'd be back anytime soon.
Having had finally had enough of waiting for whatever it is that Pinkie had planned up, Dash leaned further, and further back in her chair; preparing to loudly call out Pinkie's name to see if she had even remembered that she had left her friend down in a dingy basement.
But just as Dash had begun to draw air into her lungs to cry out, a loud slam! Echoed throughout the basement, causing her to lose her balance and fall back in her chair, and onto the damp, dark blue basement carpet.
"Plf, pleh, puh! Who even puts carpet in a basement anyways!" Dash said to herself. It not even registering to her yet that the light had been turned on, and that the room was no longer the dark, uninviting one that it was a just a second ago.
Pinkie Pie slid away from the door, and moved swiftly; clip-clopping her pink hooves over to her old pastel colored table, that had been stored in the Cakes basement for some time now.
Stealthily sliding off the object she had on her: sky blue, white polka-dotted, and pink frilly saddle, onto the table. She decided taking advantage of her friends predicament to surprise her, and get her new "toy," setup was a great idea.