MPPT3K Guest Submission:
A Fun Day
Hello, I'm Storiesatrandom, I remember it, so you don't have to. We all know Scootaloo well, do we? She is a member of the Cutiemark Crusaders, a big kiss-up to Rainbow Dash that mostly inspire fics that portray it as either Rainbow becoming her adoubtive mother, or sister, or just your usual harmless role-model and fan girl relationship like Hasbro intended. We also know her from certain memes about her, one, about her being, this:
To the other not so positive ideal that is, Scootabuse. While, to me, is not as despised as the Anti-Celestia memes, I am not really a fancier to the idea that some fans can actselly find pleasure in abusing a character through fanfics. Sad thing is, it's not just Scootaloo, most other characters share a similar treatment, the most common yet understandable, is fics that involves the torment of minor villains like Prince Blueblood, Trixie, and Gilda. Sadly, good guy characters are not safe from this kind a thing, and poor Scootaloo ain't any different. Though not as bad as how Celestia got it, Scootaloo did NOTHING to deserve Scootabuse. And yet, it happens. Then, I came across a story that is Scootabuse AT IT'S FUCKING WORSE! That story, is A Fun Day. I am not kidding or prhasing, that's the damn title, A Fun Day. Not only does it have a bizarre title choice but, it's just, dark and mean spirited, even for Grimdark standards! I mean, wow, the stuff the Mods are allowing into their site! Well, enough of my rant, let's dive right into, A Fun Day.
Storiesatrandom: "Well, Rainbow Dash, apparently, it's just you and me."
Rainbow Dash: "Yep, if there's one pony brave enough to tango with this garbage of a fic, it's good ol' Rainbow Dash."
(BUZZ!)
Storiesatrandom: "Wow, quicker then expected."
A Fun Day
Storiesatrandom: "Interesting how the "Dark" stories have the most ironic of names that are so harmless. Cupcakes, Rainbow Factory, Pattycakes, such harmless looking names and yet what's inside it is, yikes."
"So then," said Twilight Sparkle, looking around the library table, "the vote is unanimous?"
Rainbow Dash (mimicking Twilight): "We will deny that Firefly ever existed because Hasbro can't get her!"
Five heads nodded in assent.
Storiesatrandom: "When is Twilight into Voodoo?"
"Then by the power vested in me by the mostly consensual things Celestia does to me during our study sessions, I declare the motion passed!"
Storiesatrandom: "To those that deny it's darkness and didn't even read the italicized text, trust me, it's gonna get evil in a second!"
"Hear hear!" Apple Jack pounded on the table.
Rainbow Dash: "Don't pound the table, Applejack!"
"Now," Twilight continued, "there is the matter of how we do it. Any suggestions?"
Storiesatrandom: "So much for the "Always knowing what to do" Twilight Sparkle."
"Uh, hello?" Rainbow Dash waved a pistol in the air.
Rainbow Dash: "(GASPS!) I do NOT own a freaken gun!"
Storiesatrandom: "Well, this fic said otherwise, frankly."
"Ah got no problem with that," said A.J.
Storiesatrandom: "No surprise the cowgirl agrees with a gun. Have you gotten a good look in her shed behind the oak tree?"
"Will…will it be loud? I don't like loud noises…" Fluttershy muttered almost inaudably.
Both: "FLUTTERSHY?"
"You can always wear earplugs," Rarity chimed in, "I know I will."
Storiesatrandom: "I wish we could so we don't have to listen to this garbage."
"But what about my idea?" Pinkie interjected, bouncing up and down in her seat.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, Pinkie being a murderous psycho? Been there, done that, much?"
"Bake her into a cake?" Twilight pondered.
Storiesatrandom: "Something tells me this fic is not gonna be remotely respectful to the "Scootaloo the chicken" meme. Otherwise, they would've plotted to turn her into Kentucky fried chicken!"
Storiesatrandom: "Well, Rainbow Dash, apparently, it's just you and me."
Rainbow Dash: "Yep, if there's one pony brave enough to tango with this garbage of a fic, it's good ol' Rainbow Dash."
(BUZZ!)
Storiesatrandom: "Wow, quicker then expected."
A Fun Day
Storiesatrandom: "Interesting how the "Dark" stories have the most ironic of names that are so harmless. Cupcakes, Rainbow Factory, Pattycakes, such harmless looking names and yet what's inside it is, yikes."
"So then," said Twilight Sparkle, looking around the library table, "the vote is unanimous?"
Rainbow Dash (mimicking Twilight): "We will deny that Firefly ever existed because Hasbro can't get her!"
Five heads nodded in assent.
Storiesatrandom: "When is Twilight into Voodoo?"
"Then by the power vested in me by the mostly consensual things Celestia does to me during our study sessions, I declare the motion passed!"
Storiesatrandom: "To those that deny it's darkness and didn't even read the italicized text, trust me, it's gonna get evil in a second!"
"Hear hear!" Apple Jack pounded on the table.
Rainbow Dash: "Don't pound the table, Applejack!"
"Now," Twilight continued, "there is the matter of how we do it. Any suggestions?"
Storiesatrandom: "So much for the "Always knowing what to do" Twilight Sparkle."
"Uh, hello?" Rainbow Dash waved a pistol in the air.
Rainbow Dash: "(GASPS!) I do NOT own a freaken gun!"
Storiesatrandom: "Well, this fic said otherwise, frankly."
"Ah got no problem with that," said A.J.
Storiesatrandom: "No surprise the cowgirl agrees with a gun. Have you gotten a good look in her shed behind the oak tree?"
"Will…will it be loud? I don't like loud noises…" Fluttershy muttered almost inaudably.
Both: "FLUTTERSHY?"
"You can always wear earplugs," Rarity chimed in, "I know I will."
Storiesatrandom: "I wish we could so we don't have to listen to this garbage."
"But what about my idea?" Pinkie interjected, bouncing up and down in her seat.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, Pinkie being a murderous psycho? Been there, done that, much?"
"Bake her into a cake?" Twilight pondered.
Storiesatrandom: "Something tells me this fic is not gonna be remotely respectful to the "Scootaloo the chicken" meme. Otherwise, they would've plotted to turn her into Kentucky fried chicken!"
"Alive!" Pinkie grinned, "why pass up a perfectly good opportunity for torture by ending it so quickly with a gun?"
Storiesatrandom: "A policy followed by many Gorefics."
"But who would eat that cake? I know for a fact she tastes terrible," Dash countered.
Rainbow Dash: "The meme is false girls, she does NOT taste like chicken!"
Snickers.
Storiesatrandom: "Reminds me of a very delicious candy bar."
Rainbow Dash: "Better that then this dum-dum of a fic."
"What? So I molested her a little…big deal!
Rainbow Dash: "THAT IS NOT TRUE!
I've sexually assaulted all of you at least once!"
Rainbow Dash: "NOR IS THAT!
"Yes, dear, but we're grown mares," Rarity chided her, "raping a little filly is just poor taste."
Storiesatrandom: "And that's why Sweet Apple Massacre and Trixie's Play house did poorly in the box office."
"Omigosh, so that's why she was walking funny last week!" Pinkie laughed.
Rainbow Dash: "I think I hate this fic already!"
Storiesatrandom: "Because of poor character portrayal? That it intends on Scootabuse?"
Rainbow Dash: "Both, and that it makes me look like a JERK!"
"Yup!" Dash smiled devilishly, "I managed to get a beer bottle up her…"
Storiesatrandom: "DON'T SAY IT!"
"You guys we're getting sidetracked!" Twilight sighed in exasperation.
Storiesatrandom: "Thank god the plot didn't decide to torture us yet!"
"…then I kicked her real hard in the flank and the bottle broke! You should've heard the sound she made, I didn't even know a pony could…"
Storiesatrandom: "DAMN YOU, PLOT!"
Rainbow Dash: "I WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO THE SQUIRT!"
"Dammit Rainbow!" Twilight was getting pissed off. "We don't care about your pedophilic torture sessions!"
Rainbow and S.A.R.: "ENITHER DO WE!"
Dash stuck her tongue out.
Storiesatrandom: "Already did the Gene Simmons joke in "Blue Frosting", NEXT!"
"Look y'all, I love torture just as much as the next pony, but can we get a move on here?" Apple Jack pleaded. "Every moment I know she's still alive I die a little inside. Then I get drunk and beat Apple Bloom,
Both: "WHOA!"
Storiesatrandom: "Apparently Scootaloo ain't the only one suffering in this fire-spewer!"
which always seems like a bright idea at the time, but then the she's usually in the hospital for a day or two and I have to do all the really crappy chores I always pawn off on her."
Rainbow Dash: "I'm pretty sure Applejack ENJOYS her life as a farm pony, dumb fanfic!"
"I'm already dead inside," Fluttershy mumbled.
Storiesatrandom: "Damn, and I thought the story I wrote "Lyra's Revenge by Fluttering Blood" was dark and merciless on Fluttershy, but this! Just, mother freaken wow!"
"We know dear," Rarity patted her on the head, "that's why we don't feel bad when we treat you like the sack of garbage that you are."
Rainbow Dash: "THAT IS NOT THE RARITY I KNOW?"
"So, any other suggestions besides guns and cake?" Twilight tried to steer the conversation back on course.
Storiesatrandom: "Twilight of the west!"
"Guns are out as far as I'm concerned," Pinkie crossed her arms, "you can't torture someone with a gun!"
Storiesatrandom: "Actselly it depends on how one uses them, it can be a tool of torture if you, say, don't shoot impourent origins and aim only for the legs or limbs."
"Bullshit!" said Dash. "Have you ever shot someone in the shin with a high-powered revolver? The bone splinters and perforates the skin! It's epic!"
Rainbow Dash: "I like your version better, S.A.R."
Storiesatrandom: "Thanks."
"Why don't we just wing it?"
Storiesatrandom: "(Plays "Rim shot" on the drums and symbol)"
suggested Rarity, "we can each bring our weapon of choice and try all of our ideas…you know, really draw it out and inflict as much pain as possible!"
Storiesatrandom: "Interestingly, this is not the first time Rarity turn psycho. There are some fics that focus on Rarity being evil and murderous. Fortunally they didn't become as well-known as Killer Pinkie."
Storiesatrandom: "A policy followed by many Gorefics."
"But who would eat that cake? I know for a fact she tastes terrible," Dash countered.
Rainbow Dash: "The meme is false girls, she does NOT taste like chicken!"
Snickers.
Storiesatrandom: "Reminds me of a very delicious candy bar."
Rainbow Dash: "Better that then this dum-dum of a fic."
"What? So I molested her a little…big deal!
Rainbow Dash: "THAT IS NOT TRUE!
I've sexually assaulted all of you at least once!"
Rainbow Dash: "NOR IS THAT!
"Yes, dear, but we're grown mares," Rarity chided her, "raping a little filly is just poor taste."
Storiesatrandom: "And that's why Sweet Apple Massacre and Trixie's Play house did poorly in the box office."
"Omigosh, so that's why she was walking funny last week!" Pinkie laughed.
Rainbow Dash: "I think I hate this fic already!"
Storiesatrandom: "Because of poor character portrayal? That it intends on Scootabuse?"
Rainbow Dash: "Both, and that it makes me look like a JERK!"
"Yup!" Dash smiled devilishly, "I managed to get a beer bottle up her…"
Storiesatrandom: "DON'T SAY IT!"
"You guys we're getting sidetracked!" Twilight sighed in exasperation.
Storiesatrandom: "Thank god the plot didn't decide to torture us yet!"
"…then I kicked her real hard in the flank and the bottle broke! You should've heard the sound she made, I didn't even know a pony could…"
Storiesatrandom: "DAMN YOU, PLOT!"
Rainbow Dash: "I WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO THE SQUIRT!"
"Dammit Rainbow!" Twilight was getting pissed off. "We don't care about your pedophilic torture sessions!"
Rainbow and S.A.R.: "ENITHER DO WE!"
Dash stuck her tongue out.
Storiesatrandom: "Already did the Gene Simmons joke in "Blue Frosting", NEXT!"
"Look y'all, I love torture just as much as the next pony, but can we get a move on here?" Apple Jack pleaded. "Every moment I know she's still alive I die a little inside. Then I get drunk and beat Apple Bloom,
Both: "WHOA!"
Storiesatrandom: "Apparently Scootaloo ain't the only one suffering in this fire-spewer!"
which always seems like a bright idea at the time, but then the she's usually in the hospital for a day or two and I have to do all the really crappy chores I always pawn off on her."
Rainbow Dash: "I'm pretty sure Applejack ENJOYS her life as a farm pony, dumb fanfic!"
"I'm already dead inside," Fluttershy mumbled.
Storiesatrandom: "Damn, and I thought the story I wrote "Lyra's Revenge by Fluttering Blood" was dark and merciless on Fluttershy, but this! Just, mother freaken wow!"
"We know dear," Rarity patted her on the head, "that's why we don't feel bad when we treat you like the sack of garbage that you are."
Rainbow Dash: "THAT IS NOT THE RARITY I KNOW?"
"So, any other suggestions besides guns and cake?" Twilight tried to steer the conversation back on course.
Storiesatrandom: "Twilight of the west!"
"Guns are out as far as I'm concerned," Pinkie crossed her arms, "you can't torture someone with a gun!"
Storiesatrandom: "Actselly it depends on how one uses them, it can be a tool of torture if you, say, don't shoot impourent origins and aim only for the legs or limbs."
"Bullshit!" said Dash. "Have you ever shot someone in the shin with a high-powered revolver? The bone splinters and perforates the skin! It's epic!"
Rainbow Dash: "I like your version better, S.A.R."
Storiesatrandom: "Thanks."
"Why don't we just wing it?"
Storiesatrandom: "(Plays "Rim shot" on the drums and symbol)"
suggested Rarity, "we can each bring our weapon of choice and try all of our ideas…you know, really draw it out and inflict as much pain as possible!"
Storiesatrandom: "Interestingly, this is not the first time Rarity turn psycho. There are some fics that focus on Rarity being evil and murderous. Fortunally they didn't become as well-known as Killer Pinkie."
"Now see that sounds like the best course of action to me," Twilight assented.
Storiesatrandom: "Assented what?"
"I'm game," said Rainbow, "but you guys gotta let me finish her, I mean c'mon, you know I deserve it."
Rainbow Dash: "Oh, you deserve something alright, you imposter!"
"Well, she does bother you the most, I suppose it's only fair," Twilight said thoughtfully.
Storiesatrandom: "How is planning a murder being thoughtful!"
"Did I tell you guys she actually said 'I love you' to me the other day?" Dash spat in disgust,
Rainbow Dash: "Ok, I put up with many incorrect portrayals of me, but this?"
"I mean that alone should give me dibs on the big finish! And that's not even the worst part! While she was in the hospital I thought it would be fun to, like, go through her stuff and maybe pull some really embarrassing things out of her diary, and I found this," the cyan Pegasus produced a scrap of notebook paper and slammed it on the table.
Storiesatrandom: "Poor table."
"Wow," Twilight mused, "Who knew she could draw so well?" On the piece of paper was a full-colored pen and ink drawing of two pegasi, a big blue one with a rainbow mane and a smaller orange one with short, bright purple locks. They were curled up together in a loving embrace, eyes closed in bliss.
Rainbow Dash: "That's awesome!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh sure, because it has you in it."
Framing the two ponies was a stylized red heart, under which was written a single word: Forever. There were a few spots at the bottom where the blue lines of the notebook paper were blurred and the ink had run.
Storiesatrandom: "Painting accidents, maybe?"
"Hah!" Rarity chortled after examining the page, "She was crying when she drew it! You all know I'm the romantic here of course, and yet even I feel nauseous!"
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
"I didn't even notice that!" Dash shook her head furiously, "Ugh that little cun…"
"AH-HEM!" Rarity cleared her throat loudly.
"Whoops," Rainbow dash said apologetically, "Sorry I forgot that's your special name for Sweetie Belle."
Both: "WHOA! AGAIN!"
Storiesatrandom: "Something tells me who ever wrote this REALLY hates little girls!"
"Not to worry," the white unicorn replied, "it's not as if she's here, I just don't want you to get in the habit of calling any filly that. If I want Sweetie Belle to kill herself before she ruins my shop I have to convince her that she's a special type of worthless."
Storiesatrandom: "I said it before and I'll say it again… BITCH!"
"How's that all goin' by the way?" Apple Jack inquired.
Rainbow Dash: "Really? We're driving away from the plot?"
Storiesatrandom: "Always something to make me hate this garbage more."
"Quite well," Rarity beamed,
Storiesatrandom: "I'MA FIRING MAH LAZAR!"
"I just keep blaming her for anything that goes wrong, calling her horrible things, and setting her up for failure in everything I ask her to do and she looks a little more hollow each day. I even found a razor blade stashed in her journal recently! The only annoying bit is all the late night sobbing fits and the desperate attempts to please me, though some of those I can use to my advantage."
Rainbow Dash: "May I?"
Storiesatrandom: "Go ahead."
Rainbow Dash: "BITCH!"
"How so?" A.J. seemed genuinely interested.
Storiesatrandom: "If this was canonly correct, she be disgusted by Rarity's behavior, hell, they wouldn't even HAVE this damn meeting!"
"Oh well, you know, whenever she makes me some drawing or poem, or tries to sing me a song I tell her how awful and talentless she is. It's not the most effective way to deride her – in fact it backfires sometimes when she takes my criticism to heart and actually tries to do better the next time – but I'm wearing her down. Last time I checked there were definitely some blood stains on that razor blade!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, how I wish I could just tell her parents on her, and see how it acts out! God, Rarity is a bitch in this fic!"
"See I'm lookin' for advice seein' as Apple Bloom's startin' to outlive her usefulness." The farm pony explained,
Storiesatrandom: "Wow, that's, that's just cold."
"she's still young and she's got a strong back, but between the beatin's and the way me an' Big Mac work her she'll be crippled before we know it, and I ain't takin' care of her when that time comes. When my older sister
Storiesatrandom: "(Spit-take with a cup of soda!) There was another before Big Mac?"
gave out Ma and Pa just took her out into the woods and shot her.
Both: "GOOD GOD (RAINBOW DASH: Celestia!)"
Storiesatrandom: "I know country hicks don't follow modern society well, but, this is too far even for them!"
Thank Celestia they died before they ran me into the ground. I'll do the same to Apple Bloom if I have to, but if I can just get her to off herself it'd be a lot more entertainin'."
Storiesatrandom: "You think Applejack would've rose above her cruel parents and be better, but not in the magical land of bullshitland!"
"Certainly," Rarity agreed, "but why don't we chat more about it later,
Storiesatrandom: "And by that, you mean never."
I believe we've been dominating the conversation…"
Rainbow Dash: "Oh, I know something for you to Dominate, MY HOOVES IN YOUR FACES!"
"Yeah! This isn't your freakin' tea party!" An irritated Rainbow Dash yelled at Apple Jack and Rarity, "we were talking about this," she waved the drawing about, "and how I'm the one who gets to finish her off."
Rainbow Dash: "THAT'S IT! I CAN'T TAKE THIS FIC ANYMORE!"
Storiesatrandom hoses her off with a hose filled with calming water!
Rainbow Dash relaxes.
Rainbow Dash: "Thanks….. but this fic is still stupid, and no water will fix that, EVER!"
"If I may," Twilight raised a hoof as Pinkie opened her mouth to protest, "I do think you've got the right; you've suffered through more of her obnoxiousness than all of us combined."
Storiesatrandom: "Man would Celestia frown at you, Twilight. Guess who will get a fate worse then Magic Kindergarten? (Looks at the audience) And if any of you reference Trollestia and that "Moon" shit I'm gonna go crazy!"
"Damn straight! I wanna see the light fade from her eyes! I want her to know it was me!"
Rainbow Dash screams, and gets hosed again!
"But Dashie what about the cake…?" Pinkie looked deflated.
Storiesatrandom: "Who knew she was a tire?"
"Um, Pinkie, I think we should give this one to Rainbow Dash, if…if that's okay with you…" Fluttershy trailed off.
Rainbow Dash: "Thanks for being no better then those other bitches, Cluttershy!"
"Yup, much as I'd like to pull the coup de gras myself, I think Dashiekins deserves this one," Apple Jack admitted, "She's been puttin' up with that little sack since day one."
Storiesatrandom: "Really, it had to reference an "Apple/Dash" relationship? Honestly? Nothing against it, but in this garbage?"
"Fine, I'll just bring my cleaver," Pinkie huffed.
Storiesatrandom: "WHO ELSE BUT PINKAMENIA DIANE PIE?"
"A.J. don't call me that in public!"
"Daaaaaashiekins!" Apple Jack leered at her marefriend
Storiesatrandom: "Yeah, we established they're dating already, NEXT!"
"You guys it's getting late, we don't have time for another one of your little lover's spats!" Twilight grumbled. "If we want to get this done today we should get a move on.
Storiesatrandom: "I think your missing a double dot thing, Twilight."
"I agree with Twilight," said Rarity, "why don't we go assemble our preferred accoutrements and meet in the town square in half an hour. She's always somewhere around there." The others nodded and began rising from their seats. They filed out the library door and headed toward their respective homes.
Storiesatrandom: "Perfect time for a break."
Storiesatrandom: "Ok Dashie, opinion?"
Rainbow Dash: "I HATE IT! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HA-"
Storiesatrandom: "Ok chill! I guess it counts as an opinion, if your like 5 years old or something. You know, since it's just you and me and I save my opinions best for last, let's resume."
Storiesatrandom: "Lines? And I thought the dumb symbols from "Princess Molestia" were dumb."
"Woohooooo!" Scootaloo let out a delighted squeal as she flew through the air on her scooter.
Storiesatrandom: "Now how can anyone hate this?"
Someone had left a wooden plank propped up against an old rain barrel and it had made for a perfect jump. She felt so alive, the wind in her mane, her little wings buzzing as fast as they could. She landed quite gracefully and slid to a halt, looking around for something else to test her mettle.
Rainbow Dash: "That's my little squirt."
Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey Scootaloo! Scootaloooo!" It was Rainbow Dash! She was about to speed off in the direction of her idol's call when she remembered their last encounter. It had taken the doctors a whole day to pull all the glass out of her plot. She thanked Celestia she had her scooter; she still couldn't walk right. Yet the little filly's tragic innocence would not allow her to blame her mentor.
Storiesatrandom: "Innocence or complete ignorance?"
She must've had a good reason, the orange Pegasus thought, and at least we got to spend some time together! "Scoot, get over here!" Rainbow Dash beckoned. Unable to resist, the filly raced off to meet her.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh boy, the most nasty part of this fic is coming now!"
"Hi Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo shouted excitedly, ditching her scooter and galloping up to hug the cyan mare. Dash held out a hoof and stopped her. "What's wrong?" the tiny Pegasus asked, a hint of worry creasing her brow. Suddenly she realized all of Rainbow's friends were there too. "Hey guys, what's up? Is there a party?"
Rainbow Dash: "Yes, cause you're the best adoubtive little sister a pony could ask for!"
"Yup!" Pinkie pie confirmed.
"Well where at? Let's go!" she buzzed her little wings eagerly.
Rainbow Dash: "It's a special all expenses paid trip to Canterlot's royal ball! All for you, sis!"
"The party's right here, sugar cube." A.J. replied cryptically.
Rainbow Dash: "DAH! WHY DO I BOTHER?"
Storiesatrandom: "Welcome to my world."
"I'll keep this short, we need to get down to business," Dash cleared her throat, "Scoot, we've had enough. We all hate your guts, especially me."
Rainbow Dash: "…. THAT IS NOT BUCKING TRUE!"
The little pony's lavender eyes flitted around looking at Dash and her friends in confusion.
"Is this another prank Rainbow Dash?" she asked, her voice quavering.
Rainbow Dash: "Yes, ha-ha, it's a prank."
Storiesatrandom: "If only we have the power to ACTSELLY change the story."
"Nope, we really just hate the living fuck out of you," Dash grinned. Scootaloo's ears went flat and she stepped back instinctively, her eyes tearing up.
Rainbow Dash: "Oh no, don't worry Scoot, Big Sister's coming!"
Storiesatrandom: "Save it, it's just a fic, remember? It ain't happening for real, thank Celestia!"
"You…you don't mean that…r-right?"
Rainbow Dash: "Scooty, I would never-"
"Are you stupid? I just said it twice!" Dash was getting progressively more irritated. "Anyway, we don't want you around anymore."
Rainbow Dash: "DAMN YOU, FAKE RAINBOW DASH!"
"How…how can you say that Rainbow Dash?" the filly sat down and hung her head, her lip quivering, teardrops patting against the dirt. "Do you all hate me?" she asked looking up hopefully at the other ponies.
"Eeyup!"
Storiesatrandom: "Big Mac?"
"Quite."
Storiesatrandom: "Fancypants?"
"Uh-huh Uh-huh!"
Storiestarandom: "Ok, why did the Auther neglected to add the names? I am confused of who's talking!"
"I'm afraid so"
"Um…yes…we do"
There was a long pause and then the little Pegasus spoke, doing her best to hide the sobs that wracked her body.
Storiesatrandom: "Damn it, even her bodily fluids are abusive!"
"W-well…fine then…I'll just…I'll just…g-g-go away…" At that she broke down, weeping uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face like waterfalls, staining her fur.
Rainbow Dash: "Oh no! Girls, what have we done?"
Suddenly something connected with her muzzle and she went tumbing backwards, head over heels. When she righted herself, Dash was standing over her. "You…you hurt me! Why Rainbow? Wh-why?" Another fit of sobs was coming on, but Dash clamped her hoof over Scootaloo's mouth, smiling as blood trickled out of her nose.
Storiesatrandom: "You uh, might wanna wear this blindfold, Rainbow, I don't think you might handle what's to come based on past performances."
Rainbow grabbed the blindfold and puts it on!
"If you cry more I'll do it again."
Storiesatrandom: "Even abusive Moms wouldn't be THAT harsh!"
"But-but…I love you Rainbow Dash…wh…what have I ever done to you?"
Storiesatrandom: "Canonly, absalulty nothing, so this is pointless!"
"Are you serious?" Dash put a dopey look on her face and launched into her best Scootaloo impression, "teach me to fly! Teach me to fly! As if you ever could! Come watch my stupid scooter tricks! Wake up from your nap and hang out with me! Help me get my cutie mark! And then this!" Dash shoved Scootaloo's drawing in the little filly's face. Her eyes widened as her pain was compounded with total mortification.
Storiesatrandom: "THE BITCH! Uh, no offence, Rainbow, and I meant the Rainbow Dash in the offensive fic."
Rainbow Dash: "Tell you the truth; I wouldn't want to be me for once."
Dash crumpled the paper and then stomped it into the dirt.
Storiesatrandom: "But that was a nice piece of artwork! You didn't even let have a chance to join Devientart!"
The orange Pegasus wilted like a dying flower, releasing a fresh downpour of tears. "Honestly, do you not understand how intolerable you are?"
Storiesatrandom: "So much for love and tolerance."
"I…I'm so sorr…"
"Nope, sorry don't cut it."
Storiesatrandom: "If I had a dollar for every time I been told sorry isn't gonna get someone out of a jam, I be a freaken millionaire!"
"F…fine…I'll go away and you'll never see me again!" Scootaloo's sudden anger did little to mask the heartbreak in her voice.
Storiesatrandom: "Well it WAS too sudden, it's not like it was there in the first place!"
"Oh no, you're not going anywhere." Dash cracked her trademark smirk. Slowly a look of terror cut through the pain in the little filly's eyes as Rainbow Dash and the other ponies leered and grinned at her.
Storiesatrandom: "We see you!"
She turned tail and began to run, but was immediately enveloped by a purple glow. Twilight Sparkle suspended her in the air.
Storiesatrandom: "The little cheater!"
She kicked and squirmed and flapped her wings, but soon realized she really was going nowhere.
Rainbow Dash: "It sounds like it's getting worse! I better keep wearing this blind fold!"
"Oh no ya don't," Twilight laughed. She lifted Scootaloo up in the air about twenty feet and dropped her. Her useless wings buzzed as she fell and hit the ground like a brick.
Storiesatrandom: "I guess if Scootaloo was meant to fly, she wouldn't have fall like a sack of batteries!"
There was an audible snap as something broke. "That should disorient her for a moment," Twilight said, "now let's get started." It was quickly apparent that she'd underestimated the filly. Scootaloo was back on her feet in an instant, rushing towards her scooter, hoping to make an escape.
Storiesatrandom: "There's hope? GO SCOOTALOO GO!"
Twilight once again magicked her to a halt, floating the little Pegasus, as well as her prized possession, back over to the group.
Storiesatrandom: "Aw, geez! You're a jerk, Plot!"
"Well," said the purple mare, "you won't be needing this anymore." She lifted the scooter with her magical aura and then sent it slamming into the earth. The handlebars and steering shaft snapped, and the wheels came off, one of them rolling a few feet before coming to rest in the dirt.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow, Celestia would not look kindly to this."
Scootaloo watched in disbelief, her weeping shaking her entire body, forcing out soft little whines as she floated helplessly in Twilight's grip.
Rainbow Dash: "Must, not take off, blindfold! This part of, stupid story, too much to handle! Gotta be, strong!"
"Enough dicking around!" Pinkie declared. She bounced up and grabbed the little pony out of the air and threw her to the ground.
Storiesatrandom: "2 POINTS! Sorry about that, Rainbow, but I can't pass up that joke."
She brought her hoof down hard on Scootaloo's back, twisting it into her spine. There was a ragged wheeze as all the air was crushed out of her lungs. Pinkie kicked her in the flank, flipping her over, then held her in place with a hoof on her ribcage. Grinning ear to ear, the pink mare produced her favorite meat cleaver, and unceremoniously began hacking at one of the filly's back legs.
Storiesatrandom: "DEE!"
An earsplitting squeal echoed throughout Ponyville square as the bone shattered and the leg was severed.
Storiesatrandom: "DEAR GOD!"
Several passers by looked over in concern, but upon realizing it was just Scootaloo they laughed and continued upon their way.
Storiesatrandom: "Are you kidding, gah, ASSHOLES!"
"Dammit Pinkie, now she's gonna bleed out," Dash yelled in frustration.
"Don't worry," Twilight piped up,
Storiesatrandom: "(In a bad Italian accent) It's a me, Mario Sparkle."
"I've been practicing a fire spell, I can cauterize it!" She lowered her horn. The stump that had been Scootaloo's left hind leg began to glow red. Another throat-ripping screech escaped from the orange Pegasus, spittle and blood spraying from her mouth as the force of the scream tore at her vocal cords.
Storiesatrandom: "NOT HELPING, TWILIGHT!"
"Ugh, it smells awful" Rarity commented
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
as the glow died and the smell of charred flesh and fur filled the air. Scootaloo spasmed in pain, wetting herself and voiding her bowels.
Storiesatrandom: "I piss uncontrollably too if some jerk cut off my legs and then burned what wasn't chopped off!"
"Oh my," said Fluttershy,
Storiesatrandom: "Hey, I think Fluttershy came to her senses!"
"now it smells worse!"
Storiesatrandom: "Then again, maybe not."
Scootaloo wept even harder as her agony was coupled with this new humiliation. All composure was lost; she curled up like a trembling little foal,
Storiesatrandom: "She is a foal, which a baby horse or pony…. Wait you mean the Equestian translation for "Fool"? Well in that case, YOU BITCHES!
hiding her big glossy eyes behind her tiny hooves, squeezing out fresh tears as she shut them tight as could be. She wrapped her tail around her quivering body, burying her face in the long purple locks, her cries soft and sorrowful.
Storiesatrandom: "Now will you ladies please end this torture and see the error of your wa-"
"That's disgusting!" Dash raged, kicking the filly in the head a couple of times, splitting her cheek open, "if you do that again I'll break another beer bottle in your ass!"
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
Scootaloo moaned in anguish. "Please stop! PLEASE!," she begged, her words punctuated by heavy sobs, "It h-hurts so much! I'm s-sorry whatever I did PLEASE PLEASE S-STOP!"
Rainbow Dash lost it and took off the blindfold!
Rainbow Dash: "YEAH STOP YOU JERK 6! (SEES WHAT BECAME OF SCOOTALOO) OH THE GLORY OF CELESTIA'S BEARD!"
Storiesatrandom: "You know, you shouldn't have taken off that blindfold!"
"Ugh, her voice is so obnoxious," Rarity huffed, "allow me to remedy the problem." She reached into her saddle bag and produced two items: a spool of thick thread, and a needle only slightly smaller than an ice pick.
Both: "She wouldn't."
As pinkie held Scootaloo down, Rarity went to work sewing her mouth shut.
Both: "YOU BITCH!"
The little pony started quivering and sweating as shock began to set in. By the time the white unicorn had finished her work she was unconscious.
Rainbow Dash started to tear.
Storiesatrandom: "Dash?"
Rainbow Dash: "Is this some kind of cruel, sick joke? Scootaloo gets tortured, and there's I can do about it!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh god, what has this stupid fic DONE to you! It made the fastest flyer and the toughest of the mane 6 cry!"
Rainbow Dash hugs Storiesatrandom.
Storiesatrandom: "Break, break! COME ON, BREAK DAMN IT!"
Rainbow Dash laid on the floor, crying insanely!
Storiesatrandom (on the phone): "And that's what happened, Twilight! We were watching this really disgusting fic about Scootabuse gone too far, and she collapsed. Ya-huh? Ya-huh? Your saying you'll come over right away and take her place? Ok, I guess-"
Rainbow Dash: "NO! Tell Twilight not yet! For Scootaloo's faith in me, I will watch that fic more! (burst into greater tears) FOR SCOOTALOO!"
Storiesatrandom (on the phone): "I'll put you on standby Twilight."
Storiesatrandom puts the phone down.
Rainbow Dash: "OK, (sniffles), ok… Let's do this."
(Buzz)
Rainbow: "YOUR NOT GONNA GET TO ME THIS TIME, DUMB FIC!"
A moment later came a muffled scream as Pinkie jammed an adrenaline shot through the filly's chest and straight into her heart. There was much thrashing and many guttural noises but the stitches held and her lips remained shut.
Storiesatrandom: "Exactly how does one voice out "Thrashing"?"
"Much better!" Rarity smiled.
"Ooh ooh! Can I take them now?" Pinkie begged.
"Go ahead Pinks, I'll hold her down," Dash encouraged her.
This time the party pony produced a skinning knife and knelt down next to Scootaloo's flank. Her cutie mark, a little scooter with tiny wings attached,
Storiesatrandom: "That's canonly incorrect, she doesn't HAVE a cutie mark yet!"
was barely a week old, still glistening with residual magic. She had been so proud when it appeared, and the mares were sick to death of hearing about it. Pinkie began carefully cutting under the epidermis. A new wave of tears poured from the mutilated filly's eyes as she watched Pinkie rob her of her precious marks, first from one flank, then the other.
Storiesatrandom: "Cupcakes: the parial and just as disturbing sequel! As if we need another one!"
The pink pony made sure not to completely separate the skin from the underlying tissue, delighting in the wet ripping sounds as she tore the flaps of flesh off like band-aids. Scootaloo seized, foam and blood escaping from her nostrils and the spaces between the stitches in her lips. Pinkie also took the opportunity to hack off the filly's other back leg, severing the femoral artery first and letting the warm blood spray all over her.
"Oh Pinkie dear! You are certainly going to need a bath after this!" Rarity said in disgust.
Storiesatrandom: "I know I would after reading this garbage!"
"Aww lighten up Rarity, it's not gonna kill me!" The others laughed.
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
"Oops, better burn this one before she croaks!" Twilight performed her fire spell once again, searing the stump. The bleeding stopped but Scootaloo went limp.
Storiesatrandom: "Why has Celestia ever showed her the "Fire" magic spell, is beyond MY knowledge!"
"Shucks, don't tell me she's dead already!" Apple Jack kicked the seemingly lifeless body.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow the plot won't allow it yet!"
"I'll fix it!" Said Pinkie, who, in true Pinkie fashion, had somehow found the time to make a pair of earrings out of the two cutie marks. They now dangled on either side of her head, flopping about as she bounced.
Storiesatrandom: "Not the first time Pinkie was made to wear other pony parts in fanfics."
Two more adrenaline shots caused the little filly to explode back into consciousness.
Rainbow Dash: "At least she didn't explode LITERALY!"
Once again they had misjudged her incredible will to survive.
Storiesatrandom: "Same reaction as an ordinary person with a cockroach."
In desperation she flipped over onto her stomach and began using her remaining legs to drag herself away, leaving a snail-trail of smeared blood and bodily fluids as she inched along, grunting and moaning in pained determination. The six mares laughed hysterically at this futile effort.
Both: "BITCHES!"
Apple Jack trotted over to the mangled Pegasus and began stomping on one foreleg, then the other, her immense strength shattering the bones inside and forcing splinters through the skin.
Rainbow Dash: "APPLEJACK, YOU BITCH!"
Scootaloo let out a mournful wail so forceful her stitched up lips tore apart, splattering A.J. with small droplets of blood. "Consarnit!" The farm pony exclaimed, "you've gone and stained my coat! Blood's mighty hard to get out, don't you know that you little varmint?" She kicked Scootaloo in the neck, causing her to choke and vomit.
Storiesatrandom: "I thought Rarity was the cleanliness bitch! Your supposed to love being a dirty pig, Applejack!"
"Please p-please just let me go," she wept, her voice ragged, a soup of drool and stomach acid spilling from her ruined lips "I know it's all m-my fault…I promise I'll g-go away! Forever!"
Storiesatrandom: "Maybe Fluttershy will FINALLY be the heaven of light in this dumb ass mess!"
Fluttershy had brought a small shovel and was busy cleaning up all the blood and excrement the traumatized filly had left in her wake. She scooped up the vomit as well and held the dusty, noxious mixture up to Scootaloo's mouth. "Time for you eat!" the yellow mare said cheerfully as if she were talking to one of her animals. Scootaloo retched and turned her head. Fluttershy grabbed one of her velvety soft little ears, twisting and tearing the sensitive cartilage. When Scootaloo opened her mouth to cry out Fluttershy jammed the shovel down her throat, but she refused to swallow. "Now now, don't be difficult," the older Pegasus cooed tenderly. She pushed the shovel in as hard as she could, using her other hoof to pinch the struggling filly's nose shut. Unable to breath, she was eventually forced to swallow, but she immediately threw up again. Fluttershy clamped her mangled mouth closed. Her eyes rolled back and tremors wracked her body as the vomit forced its way out her nostrils, the acid searing her mucous membranes. The second Fluttershy released her she puked again. Frustrated, the yellow Pegasus kicked her in the face, the tip of her hoof smashing into the little one's eye.
Storiesatrandom: "Thanks for challnageing my faith in you, "Element of kindness"!"
Rainbow Dash: "I actselly wish Gilda was here to roar at her again!"
Scootaloo let out an other-worldly yowl as her eyeball was crushed, blood and vitreous fluid squirting out of the socket. Fluttershy added these new liquids to her blend and once again forced it down the filly's throat. She heaved violently and spewed again. Fluttershy repeated the process until Scootaloo's stomach muscles grew too weak to expel the wretched mixture.
Both: "Glah!"
"Well girls, it looks like we've all had a turn," Twilight looked about in satisfaction. "Rainbow, would you like to perform the coup de gras?"
Storiesatrandom: "Rainbow, please say otherwise!"
"My pleasure!" Dash bowed low to her friends.
Both: "D'OH!"
"Hey Pinks, can you wake her up again, I want her to feel every moment of this!"
Storiesatrandom: "I can't believe Scootaloo might actselly die!"
"Okie Dokie Lokie!" Pinkie produced a massive syringe – she had clearly planned for something like this – and jammed the needle into Scootaloo's chest.
A deafening, high-pitched shriek signaled the filly's return to consciousness, the massive adrenaline injection causing her to feel every single tortured nerve in her body. To everyone's surprise she made one last truly desperate escape attempt, buzzing her tiny wings. Whether it was the adrenaline, pure terror, or both, she actually managed to lift off, hovering about six feet off the ground.
Storiesatrandom: "Go Scoot go!"
"Wow," Dash remarked, "that's the best she's ever done!" Though she struggled with all her might, Scootaloo could barely move faster than a normal walking pace. Genuinely intrigued, the six mares followed her as she fought for her life, giggling at her doomed attempt to flee. After about ten yards every ounce of energy was spent and she crashed face first into cobblestones of one of Ponyville's side streets, fresh blood trickling from her mouth and ruined eye socket.
Storiesatrandom: "D'oh, So close!"
"Pinkie, can I borrow your cleaver?" Dash asked.
Rainbow Dash: "I decided I want to kill myself for getting involved in this damn-ass fic!"
"R-Rainbow Dash," Scootaloo managed to speak, "p-please, I…I don't want to d-die!"
Storiesatrandom: "Doesn't anyone care for poor Scooty?"
"Too bad!" Rainbow laughed. She flipped the little pony over onto her back and held down one of her wings.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh god no!"
"Wait no! no…no no no NOOOOO!" To her amusement Dash realized that Scootaloo had, up until this point, actually thought she might make it out alive. She just chuckled and raised the cleaver. "Rainbow no no no! PLEASE PLEASE NOT MY W…" the frantic plea turned into a long wail as the blade came down, severing the little orange wing. When Dash moved to take the other wing Scootaloo no longer protested, she just looked away, resigned, crying softly. As Dash prepared for her final strike, she heard a tiny whisper: "I…I love you Rainbow Dash…"
Rainbow Dash: "What….. What have I done? I'M A MONSTER! WHAT HAVE WE DONE GIRLS! COME ON SCOOTY, LET'S GO GET ICE CREA-"
When she was done Rainbow smacked the filly several times until she looked up with her one remaining eye, bloodshot from weeping and burst capillaries.
Rainbow Dash: "FUCK YOU, FAKE RAINBOW DASH!"
Rainbow Dash held a little wing in each hoof, flapping them playfully about. "So much for the Wonderbolts, eh Scoot?" she chuckled.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, just wait till Spitfire hears about it, then your fucking screwed!"
"P-please j-just…k-kill me…" Scootaloo whimpered.
Rainbow Dash: "NO SCOOTALOO! DON'T GIVE UP YET!"
Satisfied but slightly perplexed, Dash looked back at her friends. "I was sure she'd be dead by now…I figured the physical mutilation plus the emotional trauma would just make her sorta…give out…how the hell is she still alive? I mean, I could just blow her brains out, but that seems so…anticlimactic. Any ideas?"
Storiesatrandom: "Please be a redeeming change of better character!
"Oh oh!" Pinkie bounced, "how about CAKE!"
Storiesatrandom: "YES! Give Scootaloo a forgiveness cake and-"
Scootaloo awoke with a rasping, guttural howl as a massive electric shock tore through her body, jumpstarting her heart and causing all her muscles to contract, her body singing a chorus of anguish as every single one of them locked into a tight cramp.
"Do it again! Do it again!"
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
she recognized Rainbow Dash's voice as it pierced through the throbbing world of hurt inside her skull. What had happened?
Storiesatrandom: "Memory loss, much?"
"But her heart's beating now," Despite all her ragged nerves she could feel Pinkie's hoof against her chest. She made a feeble attempt to brush it away, but when she moved her foreleg nothing happened. She tried again. Nothing. She let her head roll to the side. There was no leg. Her shallow breathing intensified as she turned to the other side. No leg. In an instant the wave of horrible memories washed the haze out of her consciousness and sheer terror gripped her as she thrashed, searching for any remaining appendage. They were gone. No legs, no wings. She was nothing more than a torso and a head. As the horror set in and her mind continued to clear, she could feel the searing pain in each truncated limb. She began to hyperventilate.
Storiesatrandom: "This fic disgusts me."
"Ha! Oh my god! That is priceless!" Rainbow Dash was on the verge of hysterics, "look at all those wiggling stumps! We should put her on the floor and see if she can move! Oh yeah, by the way Scoot," Dash finally addressed her, "We had to chop your front legs too. The way A.J. smashed 'em up you were just bleeding too much, and we weren't gonna let ya off that easy. If it's any consolation, you look hilarious right now! I think this is the first time I've ever enjoyed spending time with you."
Storiesatrandom: "AND I HATE THE PROTRAYAL OF THE MAIN 6!"
Rainbow Dash: "SAME HERE!"
For the first time in her short life, Scootaloo prayed. She prayed to Celestia that it might end, that she would slip away. She willed herself to die, her thoughts crying out for the mercy of oblivion.
Storiesatrandom: "Why not just begged for Celestia to rescue you instead!"
"Oh no ya don't!" Pinkie said, rubbing the two paddles of the defibrillator together. "Fluttershy, see that red knob? Turn it all the way up!"
Rainbow Dash (tearing again): "FLUTTERSHY! NO!"
She was almost there. Scootaloo felt the world begin to darken, felt numbness begin to engulf her. Her heart slowed…
THUMP!
A second shock, twice as powerful as the first made her convulse violently, ejecting the contents of her stomach, bowels, and bladder, forcing the air from her lungs. A fountain of blood squirted out of her hollow eye socket.
"Eww!"
Storiesatrandom: "My reaction putting up with this damn fic!"
"Yikes!"
"Oh…my!"
Storiesatrandom: "A MISSAPROPEATE USE OF A BELOVED CATCHPREASHE!"
Rarity, Twilight and Fluttershy managed to dodge the barrage of bodily fluids. The rest were not so lucky. Pinkie and A.J. didn't seem to mind, the former grinning psychotically as the blood ran down her face, the latter having already resigned to the fact that she'd need a long shower after this. Rainbow Dash, however, was furious, wiping a fowl smelling goo off of her face, her mane stained brownish red.
Rainbow Dash: "Serves the stupid me right?"
"Didn't I tell you what would happen if you did that again?" She fumed, glaring daggers at the one-eyed ball that had once been a filly. "Somebody get me a beer bottle!"
Storiesatrandom: "I think I now know why Hasbro won't add beer in Equestia."
"All I have here is some wine," Pinkie said, rummaging through the fridge behind the counter of Sugar Cube Corner.
"Works for me!" Dash took the bottle, and downed the contents. "Okay, A.J. hold her down for me!"
Storiesatrandom: "NO, NO! DON'T YOU EVEN-"
"Sure thing Dashiekins," Dash shot her a venomous look but it only held for a few seconds before she cracked a smirk. Apple Jack smiled back, happy to assist her marefriend on this momentous occasion.
The neck of the bottle went in easily enough, but as it widened Dash had to really force it, inch by inch.
Both: "GAHHH, OH NO!"
Scootaloo squealed with each push, her whole body shuddering, every cauterized stump waggling about desperately. She was beyond crying or sobbing now, she just kept screaming and begging for mercy.
Rainbow Dash: "I HATE THIS FIC!"
"Ugh I can't stand it anymore!"
Storiesatrandom: "YES! RARITY! YOU FINALLY CAME THROUGH TO ME, I-"
Rarity wadded up a dish towel she'd found and stuffed it in Scootaloo's mouth, muting her pleas.
Storiesatrandom: "YYYOOOUUU BITCH!"
The little Pegasus could only look up at her, wide eye silently beseeching her to make it stop. Rarity just shook her head, "this is all your fault, you know."
Rainbow Dash: "If only I was there, I, I kicked that Rarity's ass!"
Meanwhile, Dash was struggling to force the wine bottle up the filly's ass. She steeled herself and gave one last shove with all her might. It was a good thing rarity had gagged Scootaloo, because the squealing would have been ear-piercing. Her anal sphincter snapped like a broken rubber band, creating a gaping hole from which her traumatized intestines slopped out. "Whoa," was all Rainbow could say for a moment. Then she turned to her pink friend, who was bouncing with joy. "What now? This is more your area of expertise, Pinkie."
Storiesatrandom: "This….. is….. BULLSHIT!"
"Oh watch this, it'll be so super cool," Pinkie removed the wine bottle and situated the little Pegasus so her plot was just at the edge of the counter, then she grabbed the end of the intestinal tract. "Ready?" The others nodded. The party pony yanked hard. It was like watching a hose uncoil as foot after foot of intestine spilled out onto the floor with a series of squishing and splattering noises.
Both: "OH NO, BLAH!"
"My word!" Rarity exclaimed, "how does that all fit in such a tiny body?"
"Pony physiology is an amazing thing," Twilight told her, "I have many books on the subject if you…"
"Thank you dear but I think I've seen quite enough for a while," Rarity laughed.
Storiesatrandom: "Again, you ladies are BITCHES!"
Scootaloo's innards finally stopped coming, and Pinkie severed the organ, leaving just half a foot of floppy digestive tract hanging from what had once been the filly's anus.
Both: "DUHAAH!"
"Hey look at this!" said Dash, poking her deflated belly, "she's gone all…flat!" The cyan mare kept poking and prodding in amusement. Scootaloo appeared to be unconscious again, but her body spasmed each time Rainbow jabbed it.
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
"Is she dead?" Fluttershy asked quietly.
"Nope nope nope!" Pinkie beamed, "you'd be surprised what you can take out of a pony without killing her. As long as she has lungs and a heart and she doesn't bleed out, we can keep this party going all night! Of course she'll die eventually without her bowels and if we remove her liver and kidneys and stuff, but as long as we're careful we can make her last a few more hours at least!"
Both: "….."
"How do you know so much about physiology Pinkie?" Twilight was honestly curious.
"Oh, Grandpappy Pie was a coroner, doing autopsies and all that! He tried to teach my dad the trade but daddy could never stomach the blood, that's why we ended up on that dumb ol' rock farm. I loved it though, and he taught me all about it. Before I discovered parties, dissection was the only fun part of my life!"
"Well, I'll be," A.J. smiled, "our little cupcake baker's a regular doctor!"
Both: "BULLSHIT!"
"Oh, no," Pinkie shook her head modestly, "it's just a hobby of mine, I like making tasty treats way more!" The friends all laughed. "Speaking of which, it's almost time for cake! Er, that is you don't mind, Dashie."
"Ya know Pinks, as much as I wanted to finish her, I'm liking your idea better. You have my blessing."
"Let's do it together!" Pinkie suggested, readying her defibrillator once more.
Storiesatrandom: "This stupid fic BETTER BE OVER!"
Scootaloo was shocked awake one final time. Through the haze of pain she felt a strange emptiness inside her. Then the memories came flooding back once more. Weak, choking sobs began to shake her. She didn't bother to open her eyes. Then she heard that familiar voice.
"Scootaloo! Scoot! Are you all right? It sounded like you were having a terrible dream!"
Both: "Huh?"
Storiesatrandom: "It finally came! A redeeming change of story, via a clichéd "It was all a dream" plot device! Better late than never!"
The filly opened one eye to see Rainbow dash peering down at her, a look of deep concern on her face. "You were screaming and hollering…we were so worried."
Rainbow Dash: "Wait… (scared) "One-eye"?"
"I d-dreamt that you and A.J. and the others were hurting me!" It had all been just a bad dream! Scootaloo sighed in relief.
"I'd never hurt you Scootaloo, I love you," Dash told her softly, a warm smile on her face.
"You…you do?" The little pony's heart fluttered with hope, "like love me love me?" Tears of joy were running down her cheek.
"Yes" Dash said sweetly, stroking the little one's mane. Scootaloo was filled with elation as she reached her hooves up to hug her beloved Rainbow Dash.
She had no legs.
Both: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"HAAAAAAAAAHAHAHA! Gotcha!" The older Pegasus laughed. Scootaloo was momentarily confused…then she managed to raise her head ever so slightly and look down at her body. It was a limbless, wet, empty bag. She screamed in heartbreak, despair, and misery, then began weeping harder than she ever had in her life, curling up into a quivering lump.
Storiesatrandom: "NOOOOOOOOOOOO NO! NO! NO! NANOHOHO! NO, DUH DUH NO! (quietly said no a few times, and after a few minutes, gets louder again)! NO! NO! NO! I'M INTERJECTING MY NO INTO THIS! NO! NO!"
"Wow Dash, that was inspiring," Twilight commended her friend. "If you don't make the Wonderbolts…"
"As if!" Dash exclaimed haughtily
"…you could be a great actor!" The purple unicorn finished.
Storiesatrandom: "How you like that, they're bitches to each other, ha-ha-ha, AS IF I CARE!"
"WHY RAINBOW WHY?" Scootaloo howled "I LOVED YOU SO MUCH!"
"And I. HATE. YOU." The Pegasus spat the words into the tormented filly's ear. "Pinkie, let's make a cake!"
Storiesatrandom: "Now I realized that she is gonna be made into the cake. (facepalm) IDIOT!"
"Here we are!" Pinkie placed the giant cake down in the center of the table. It looked delicious except for the tip of an ear and a little bit of charred purple mane sticking out the top. Scootaloo had fought until the bitter end as Pinkie tried to drown her in the cake batter. The protruding body parts were, however, quickly covered by a generous slathering of frosting.
Both: "MY GOSH!"
"I just can't believe how long she lasted in that oven!" Apple Jack seemed genuinely impressed, "she was hollerin' in there for at least ten minutes!" The mares had watched in fascination through the oven window as Scootaloo was slowly cooked to death, squirming, wailing and thrashing her little stumps. The last thing she ever saw was her cherished mentor, Rainbow Dash, staring at her with a wide grin of satisfaction, the image slowly going dark as her lungs were scorched and her death rattle sent her sinking into the cake batter.
"She always was one tough cookie," Dash admitted.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, a cookie joke? HOW FREAKEN OUT OF PLACE!"
"Now she's one tough cake!" Pinkie beamed. She began cutting the confection into slices and serving her friends. "Ooh, still bloody on the inside!"
Both: "BITCHES!"
Fluttershy was the first to take a bite. She instantly spat it out, gagging. "Oh dear, it tastes…horrible!"
Dash crossed her arms, rolling her eyes, "I told you guys she tasted awful!" The six friends laughed heartily. It had been a fun day.
Both: "FINALLY!"
Rainbow Dash: "THAT WAS SHIT!"
Storiesatrandom: "EVEN MORE WORSE THEN BLUE FROSTING! It's horrendous, it's awful, it's a mauling to MLP continuity in more fucking ways than one! It was disturbing, even for fucking grimdark standards! What was the damn author thinking? Who the hell she/he was thinking about making this, abomination to even all the gorefics in the world! I confess of writing Gorefics myself, but at least they end on more-or-less a happy note! This, this, judas fic is, GARBAGE! And I hope it gets booted out like Sweet Apple Massacre and Trixie's fun house!"
?: "Rainbow Dash?"
We both look over. It was Scootaloo.
Scootaloo: "I heard from Twilight…. (sniffles) you saw… (sniffles, tears) a fun day…. And, it, it, (sobs) made you cry, Rainbow! (rushes and hugs Rainbow) I'M SO SORRY YOU SAW THAT WITHOUT ME WARNING YOU ABOUT IT! IT'S WORSE THEN THE FIC I STARED IN THE FIC ABOUT THE ME BEING A CHICKEN MEME GOING TOO FAR!"
Rainbow Dash hugs Scootaloo!
Rainbow Dash (crying out of control): "IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT, SQUIRT! BLAME THE STUPID WRITER OF THAT GARBAGE!"
Rainbow and Scootaloo cried!
Storiesatrandom (shedding manly tears): "You see…. Even Rainbow Dash herself couldn't handle that trash and hideous affront to our fandom. Even I am shedding manly tears just for looking at it! So why, mods! I know gorefics are no longer banned but, try to still have standards! I am Storiesatrandom, and they were Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash, we remember it, and pray for our sanity."
Storiesatrandom walks over to Rainbow and Scootaloo.
Storiesatrandom: "Come on girls, let's get some ice cream."
They all walked out to have a REAL fun day.
Storiesatrandom: "Assented what?"
"I'm game," said Rainbow, "but you guys gotta let me finish her, I mean c'mon, you know I deserve it."
Rainbow Dash: "Oh, you deserve something alright, you imposter!"
"Well, she does bother you the most, I suppose it's only fair," Twilight said thoughtfully.
Storiesatrandom: "How is planning a murder being thoughtful!"
"Did I tell you guys she actually said 'I love you' to me the other day?" Dash spat in disgust,
Rainbow Dash: "Ok, I put up with many incorrect portrayals of me, but this?"
"I mean that alone should give me dibs on the big finish! And that's not even the worst part! While she was in the hospital I thought it would be fun to, like, go through her stuff and maybe pull some really embarrassing things out of her diary, and I found this," the cyan Pegasus produced a scrap of notebook paper and slammed it on the table.
Storiesatrandom: "Poor table."
"Wow," Twilight mused, "Who knew she could draw so well?" On the piece of paper was a full-colored pen and ink drawing of two pegasi, a big blue one with a rainbow mane and a smaller orange one with short, bright purple locks. They were curled up together in a loving embrace, eyes closed in bliss.
Rainbow Dash: "That's awesome!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh sure, because it has you in it."
Framing the two ponies was a stylized red heart, under which was written a single word: Forever. There were a few spots at the bottom where the blue lines of the notebook paper were blurred and the ink had run.
Storiesatrandom: "Painting accidents, maybe?"
"Hah!" Rarity chortled after examining the page, "She was crying when she drew it! You all know I'm the romantic here of course, and yet even I feel nauseous!"
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
"I didn't even notice that!" Dash shook her head furiously, "Ugh that little cun…"
"AH-HEM!" Rarity cleared her throat loudly.
"Whoops," Rainbow dash said apologetically, "Sorry I forgot that's your special name for Sweetie Belle."
Both: "WHOA! AGAIN!"
Storiesatrandom: "Something tells me who ever wrote this REALLY hates little girls!"
"Not to worry," the white unicorn replied, "it's not as if she's here, I just don't want you to get in the habit of calling any filly that. If I want Sweetie Belle to kill herself before she ruins my shop I have to convince her that she's a special type of worthless."
Storiesatrandom: "I said it before and I'll say it again… BITCH!"
"How's that all goin' by the way?" Apple Jack inquired.
Rainbow Dash: "Really? We're driving away from the plot?"
Storiesatrandom: "Always something to make me hate this garbage more."
"Quite well," Rarity beamed,
Storiesatrandom: "I'MA FIRING MAH LAZAR!"
"I just keep blaming her for anything that goes wrong, calling her horrible things, and setting her up for failure in everything I ask her to do and she looks a little more hollow each day. I even found a razor blade stashed in her journal recently! The only annoying bit is all the late night sobbing fits and the desperate attempts to please me, though some of those I can use to my advantage."
Rainbow Dash: "May I?"
Storiesatrandom: "Go ahead."
Rainbow Dash: "BITCH!"
"How so?" A.J. seemed genuinely interested.
Storiesatrandom: "If this was canonly correct, she be disgusted by Rarity's behavior, hell, they wouldn't even HAVE this damn meeting!"
"Oh well, you know, whenever she makes me some drawing or poem, or tries to sing me a song I tell her how awful and talentless she is. It's not the most effective way to deride her – in fact it backfires sometimes when she takes my criticism to heart and actually tries to do better the next time – but I'm wearing her down. Last time I checked there were definitely some blood stains on that razor blade!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, how I wish I could just tell her parents on her, and see how it acts out! God, Rarity is a bitch in this fic!"
"See I'm lookin' for advice seein' as Apple Bloom's startin' to outlive her usefulness." The farm pony explained,
Storiesatrandom: "Wow, that's, that's just cold."
"she's still young and she's got a strong back, but between the beatin's and the way me an' Big Mac work her she'll be crippled before we know it, and I ain't takin' care of her when that time comes. When my older sister
Storiesatrandom: "(Spit-take with a cup of soda!) There was another before Big Mac?"
gave out Ma and Pa just took her out into the woods and shot her.
Both: "GOOD GOD (RAINBOW DASH: Celestia!)"
Storiesatrandom: "I know country hicks don't follow modern society well, but, this is too far even for them!"
Thank Celestia they died before they ran me into the ground. I'll do the same to Apple Bloom if I have to, but if I can just get her to off herself it'd be a lot more entertainin'."
Storiesatrandom: "You think Applejack would've rose above her cruel parents and be better, but not in the magical land of bullshitland!"
"Certainly," Rarity agreed, "but why don't we chat more about it later,
Storiesatrandom: "And by that, you mean never."
I believe we've been dominating the conversation…"
Rainbow Dash: "Oh, I know something for you to Dominate, MY HOOVES IN YOUR FACES!"
"Yeah! This isn't your freakin' tea party!" An irritated Rainbow Dash yelled at Apple Jack and Rarity, "we were talking about this," she waved the drawing about, "and how I'm the one who gets to finish her off."
Rainbow Dash: "THAT'S IT! I CAN'T TAKE THIS FIC ANYMORE!"
Storiesatrandom hoses her off with a hose filled with calming water!
Rainbow Dash relaxes.
Rainbow Dash: "Thanks….. but this fic is still stupid, and no water will fix that, EVER!"
"If I may," Twilight raised a hoof as Pinkie opened her mouth to protest, "I do think you've got the right; you've suffered through more of her obnoxiousness than all of us combined."
Storiesatrandom: "Man would Celestia frown at you, Twilight. Guess who will get a fate worse then Magic Kindergarten? (Looks at the audience) And if any of you reference Trollestia and that "Moon" shit I'm gonna go crazy!"
"Damn straight! I wanna see the light fade from her eyes! I want her to know it was me!"
Rainbow Dash screams, and gets hosed again!
"But Dashie what about the cake…?" Pinkie looked deflated.
Storiesatrandom: "Who knew she was a tire?"
"Um, Pinkie, I think we should give this one to Rainbow Dash, if…if that's okay with you…" Fluttershy trailed off.
Rainbow Dash: "Thanks for being no better then those other bitches, Cluttershy!"
"Yup, much as I'd like to pull the coup de gras myself, I think Dashiekins deserves this one," Apple Jack admitted, "She's been puttin' up with that little sack since day one."
Storiesatrandom: "Really, it had to reference an "Apple/Dash" relationship? Honestly? Nothing against it, but in this garbage?"
"Fine, I'll just bring my cleaver," Pinkie huffed.
Storiesatrandom: "WHO ELSE BUT PINKAMENIA DIANE PIE?"
"A.J. don't call me that in public!"
"Daaaaaashiekins!" Apple Jack leered at her marefriend
Storiesatrandom: "Yeah, we established they're dating already, NEXT!"
"You guys it's getting late, we don't have time for another one of your little lover's spats!" Twilight grumbled. "If we want to get this done today we should get a move on.
Storiesatrandom: "I think your missing a double dot thing, Twilight."
"I agree with Twilight," said Rarity, "why don't we go assemble our preferred accoutrements and meet in the town square in half an hour. She's always somewhere around there." The others nodded and began rising from their seats. They filed out the library door and headed toward their respective homes.
Storiesatrandom: "Perfect time for a break."
Storiesatrandom: "Ok Dashie, opinion?"
Rainbow Dash: "I HATE IT! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HA-"
Storiesatrandom: "Ok chill! I guess it counts as an opinion, if your like 5 years old or something. You know, since it's just you and me and I save my opinions best for last, let's resume."
Storiesatrandom: "Lines? And I thought the dumb symbols from "Princess Molestia" were dumb."
"Woohooooo!" Scootaloo let out a delighted squeal as she flew through the air on her scooter.
Storiesatrandom: "Now how can anyone hate this?"
Someone had left a wooden plank propped up against an old rain barrel and it had made for a perfect jump. She felt so alive, the wind in her mane, her little wings buzzing as fast as they could. She landed quite gracefully and slid to a halt, looking around for something else to test her mettle.
Rainbow Dash: "That's my little squirt."
Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey Scootaloo! Scootaloooo!" It was Rainbow Dash! She was about to speed off in the direction of her idol's call when she remembered their last encounter. It had taken the doctors a whole day to pull all the glass out of her plot. She thanked Celestia she had her scooter; she still couldn't walk right. Yet the little filly's tragic innocence would not allow her to blame her mentor.
Storiesatrandom: "Innocence or complete ignorance?"
She must've had a good reason, the orange Pegasus thought, and at least we got to spend some time together! "Scoot, get over here!" Rainbow Dash beckoned. Unable to resist, the filly raced off to meet her.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh boy, the most nasty part of this fic is coming now!"
"Hi Rainbow Dash!" Scootaloo shouted excitedly, ditching her scooter and galloping up to hug the cyan mare. Dash held out a hoof and stopped her. "What's wrong?" the tiny Pegasus asked, a hint of worry creasing her brow. Suddenly she realized all of Rainbow's friends were there too. "Hey guys, what's up? Is there a party?"
Rainbow Dash: "Yes, cause you're the best adoubtive little sister a pony could ask for!"
"Yup!" Pinkie pie confirmed.
"Well where at? Let's go!" she buzzed her little wings eagerly.
Rainbow Dash: "It's a special all expenses paid trip to Canterlot's royal ball! All for you, sis!"
"The party's right here, sugar cube." A.J. replied cryptically.
Rainbow Dash: "DAH! WHY DO I BOTHER?"
Storiesatrandom: "Welcome to my world."
"I'll keep this short, we need to get down to business," Dash cleared her throat, "Scoot, we've had enough. We all hate your guts, especially me."
Rainbow Dash: "…. THAT IS NOT BUCKING TRUE!"
The little pony's lavender eyes flitted around looking at Dash and her friends in confusion.
"Is this another prank Rainbow Dash?" she asked, her voice quavering.
Rainbow Dash: "Yes, ha-ha, it's a prank."
Storiesatrandom: "If only we have the power to ACTSELLY change the story."
"Nope, we really just hate the living fuck out of you," Dash grinned. Scootaloo's ears went flat and she stepped back instinctively, her eyes tearing up.
Rainbow Dash: "Oh no, don't worry Scoot, Big Sister's coming!"
Storiesatrandom: "Save it, it's just a fic, remember? It ain't happening for real, thank Celestia!"
"You…you don't mean that…r-right?"
Rainbow Dash: "Scooty, I would never-"
"Are you stupid? I just said it twice!" Dash was getting progressively more irritated. "Anyway, we don't want you around anymore."
Rainbow Dash: "DAMN YOU, FAKE RAINBOW DASH!"
"How…how can you say that Rainbow Dash?" the filly sat down and hung her head, her lip quivering, teardrops patting against the dirt. "Do you all hate me?" she asked looking up hopefully at the other ponies.
"Eeyup!"
Storiesatrandom: "Big Mac?"
"Quite."
Storiesatrandom: "Fancypants?"
"Uh-huh Uh-huh!"
Storiestarandom: "Ok, why did the Auther neglected to add the names? I am confused of who's talking!"
"I'm afraid so"
"Um…yes…we do"
There was a long pause and then the little Pegasus spoke, doing her best to hide the sobs that wracked her body.
Storiesatrandom: "Damn it, even her bodily fluids are abusive!"
"W-well…fine then…I'll just…I'll just…g-g-go away…" At that she broke down, weeping uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face like waterfalls, staining her fur.
Rainbow Dash: "Oh no! Girls, what have we done?"
Suddenly something connected with her muzzle and she went tumbing backwards, head over heels. When she righted herself, Dash was standing over her. "You…you hurt me! Why Rainbow? Wh-why?" Another fit of sobs was coming on, but Dash clamped her hoof over Scootaloo's mouth, smiling as blood trickled out of her nose.
Storiesatrandom: "You uh, might wanna wear this blindfold, Rainbow, I don't think you might handle what's to come based on past performances."
Rainbow grabbed the blindfold and puts it on!
"If you cry more I'll do it again."
Storiesatrandom: "Even abusive Moms wouldn't be THAT harsh!"
"But-but…I love you Rainbow Dash…wh…what have I ever done to you?"
Storiesatrandom: "Canonly, absalulty nothing, so this is pointless!"
"Are you serious?" Dash put a dopey look on her face and launched into her best Scootaloo impression, "teach me to fly! Teach me to fly! As if you ever could! Come watch my stupid scooter tricks! Wake up from your nap and hang out with me! Help me get my cutie mark! And then this!" Dash shoved Scootaloo's drawing in the little filly's face. Her eyes widened as her pain was compounded with total mortification.
Storiesatrandom: "THE BITCH! Uh, no offence, Rainbow, and I meant the Rainbow Dash in the offensive fic."
Rainbow Dash: "Tell you the truth; I wouldn't want to be me for once."
Dash crumpled the paper and then stomped it into the dirt.
Storiesatrandom: "But that was a nice piece of artwork! You didn't even let have a chance to join Devientart!"
The orange Pegasus wilted like a dying flower, releasing a fresh downpour of tears. "Honestly, do you not understand how intolerable you are?"
Storiesatrandom: "So much for love and tolerance."
"I…I'm so sorr…"
"Nope, sorry don't cut it."
Storiesatrandom: "If I had a dollar for every time I been told sorry isn't gonna get someone out of a jam, I be a freaken millionaire!"
"F…fine…I'll go away and you'll never see me again!" Scootaloo's sudden anger did little to mask the heartbreak in her voice.
Storiesatrandom: "Well it WAS too sudden, it's not like it was there in the first place!"
"Oh no, you're not going anywhere." Dash cracked her trademark smirk. Slowly a look of terror cut through the pain in the little filly's eyes as Rainbow Dash and the other ponies leered and grinned at her.
Storiesatrandom: "We see you!"
She turned tail and began to run, but was immediately enveloped by a purple glow. Twilight Sparkle suspended her in the air.
Storiesatrandom: "The little cheater!"
She kicked and squirmed and flapped her wings, but soon realized she really was going nowhere.
Rainbow Dash: "It sounds like it's getting worse! I better keep wearing this blind fold!"
"Oh no ya don't," Twilight laughed. She lifted Scootaloo up in the air about twenty feet and dropped her. Her useless wings buzzed as she fell and hit the ground like a brick.
Storiesatrandom: "I guess if Scootaloo was meant to fly, she wouldn't have fall like a sack of batteries!"
There was an audible snap as something broke. "That should disorient her for a moment," Twilight said, "now let's get started." It was quickly apparent that she'd underestimated the filly. Scootaloo was back on her feet in an instant, rushing towards her scooter, hoping to make an escape.
Storiesatrandom: "There's hope? GO SCOOTALOO GO!"
Twilight once again magicked her to a halt, floating the little Pegasus, as well as her prized possession, back over to the group.
Storiesatrandom: "Aw, geez! You're a jerk, Plot!"
"Well," said the purple mare, "you won't be needing this anymore." She lifted the scooter with her magical aura and then sent it slamming into the earth. The handlebars and steering shaft snapped, and the wheels came off, one of them rolling a few feet before coming to rest in the dirt.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow, Celestia would not look kindly to this."
Scootaloo watched in disbelief, her weeping shaking her entire body, forcing out soft little whines as she floated helplessly in Twilight's grip.
Rainbow Dash: "Must, not take off, blindfold! This part of, stupid story, too much to handle! Gotta be, strong!"
"Enough dicking around!" Pinkie declared. She bounced up and grabbed the little pony out of the air and threw her to the ground.
Storiesatrandom: "2 POINTS! Sorry about that, Rainbow, but I can't pass up that joke."
She brought her hoof down hard on Scootaloo's back, twisting it into her spine. There was a ragged wheeze as all the air was crushed out of her lungs. Pinkie kicked her in the flank, flipping her over, then held her in place with a hoof on her ribcage. Grinning ear to ear, the pink mare produced her favorite meat cleaver, and unceremoniously began hacking at one of the filly's back legs.
Storiesatrandom: "DEE!"
An earsplitting squeal echoed throughout Ponyville square as the bone shattered and the leg was severed.
Storiesatrandom: "DEAR GOD!"
Several passers by looked over in concern, but upon realizing it was just Scootaloo they laughed and continued upon their way.
Storiesatrandom: "Are you kidding, gah, ASSHOLES!"
"Dammit Pinkie, now she's gonna bleed out," Dash yelled in frustration.
"Don't worry," Twilight piped up,
Storiesatrandom: "(In a bad Italian accent) It's a me, Mario Sparkle."
"I've been practicing a fire spell, I can cauterize it!" She lowered her horn. The stump that had been Scootaloo's left hind leg began to glow red. Another throat-ripping screech escaped from the orange Pegasus, spittle and blood spraying from her mouth as the force of the scream tore at her vocal cords.
Storiesatrandom: "NOT HELPING, TWILIGHT!"
"Ugh, it smells awful" Rarity commented
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
as the glow died and the smell of charred flesh and fur filled the air. Scootaloo spasmed in pain, wetting herself and voiding her bowels.
Storiesatrandom: "I piss uncontrollably too if some jerk cut off my legs and then burned what wasn't chopped off!"
"Oh my," said Fluttershy,
Storiesatrandom: "Hey, I think Fluttershy came to her senses!"
"now it smells worse!"
Storiesatrandom: "Then again, maybe not."
Scootaloo wept even harder as her agony was coupled with this new humiliation. All composure was lost; she curled up like a trembling little foal,
Storiesatrandom: "She is a foal, which a baby horse or pony…. Wait you mean the Equestian translation for "Fool"? Well in that case, YOU BITCHES!
hiding her big glossy eyes behind her tiny hooves, squeezing out fresh tears as she shut them tight as could be. She wrapped her tail around her quivering body, burying her face in the long purple locks, her cries soft and sorrowful.
Storiesatrandom: "Now will you ladies please end this torture and see the error of your wa-"
"That's disgusting!" Dash raged, kicking the filly in the head a couple of times, splitting her cheek open, "if you do that again I'll break another beer bottle in your ass!"
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
Scootaloo moaned in anguish. "Please stop! PLEASE!," she begged, her words punctuated by heavy sobs, "It h-hurts so much! I'm s-sorry whatever I did PLEASE PLEASE S-STOP!"
Rainbow Dash lost it and took off the blindfold!
Rainbow Dash: "YEAH STOP YOU JERK 6! (SEES WHAT BECAME OF SCOOTALOO) OH THE GLORY OF CELESTIA'S BEARD!"
Storiesatrandom: "You know, you shouldn't have taken off that blindfold!"
"Ugh, her voice is so obnoxious," Rarity huffed, "allow me to remedy the problem." She reached into her saddle bag and produced two items: a spool of thick thread, and a needle only slightly smaller than an ice pick.
Both: "She wouldn't."
As pinkie held Scootaloo down, Rarity went to work sewing her mouth shut.
Both: "YOU BITCH!"
The little pony started quivering and sweating as shock began to set in. By the time the white unicorn had finished her work she was unconscious.
Rainbow Dash started to tear.
Storiesatrandom: "Dash?"
Rainbow Dash: "Is this some kind of cruel, sick joke? Scootaloo gets tortured, and there's I can do about it!"
Storiesatrandom: "Oh god, what has this stupid fic DONE to you! It made the fastest flyer and the toughest of the mane 6 cry!"
Rainbow Dash hugs Storiesatrandom.
Storiesatrandom: "Break, break! COME ON, BREAK DAMN IT!"
Rainbow Dash laid on the floor, crying insanely!
Storiesatrandom (on the phone): "And that's what happened, Twilight! We were watching this really disgusting fic about Scootabuse gone too far, and she collapsed. Ya-huh? Ya-huh? Your saying you'll come over right away and take her place? Ok, I guess-"
Rainbow Dash: "NO! Tell Twilight not yet! For Scootaloo's faith in me, I will watch that fic more! (burst into greater tears) FOR SCOOTALOO!"
Storiesatrandom (on the phone): "I'll put you on standby Twilight."
Storiesatrandom puts the phone down.
Rainbow Dash: "OK, (sniffles), ok… Let's do this."
(Buzz)
Rainbow: "YOUR NOT GONNA GET TO ME THIS TIME, DUMB FIC!"
A moment later came a muffled scream as Pinkie jammed an adrenaline shot through the filly's chest and straight into her heart. There was much thrashing and many guttural noises but the stitches held and her lips remained shut.
Storiesatrandom: "Exactly how does one voice out "Thrashing"?"
"Much better!" Rarity smiled.
"Ooh ooh! Can I take them now?" Pinkie begged.
"Go ahead Pinks, I'll hold her down," Dash encouraged her.
This time the party pony produced a skinning knife and knelt down next to Scootaloo's flank. Her cutie mark, a little scooter with tiny wings attached,
Storiesatrandom: "That's canonly incorrect, she doesn't HAVE a cutie mark yet!"
was barely a week old, still glistening with residual magic. She had been so proud when it appeared, and the mares were sick to death of hearing about it. Pinkie began carefully cutting under the epidermis. A new wave of tears poured from the mutilated filly's eyes as she watched Pinkie rob her of her precious marks, first from one flank, then the other.
Storiesatrandom: "Cupcakes: the parial and just as disturbing sequel! As if we need another one!"
The pink pony made sure not to completely separate the skin from the underlying tissue, delighting in the wet ripping sounds as she tore the flaps of flesh off like band-aids. Scootaloo seized, foam and blood escaping from her nostrils and the spaces between the stitches in her lips. Pinkie also took the opportunity to hack off the filly's other back leg, severing the femoral artery first and letting the warm blood spray all over her.
"Oh Pinkie dear! You are certainly going to need a bath after this!" Rarity said in disgust.
Storiesatrandom: "I know I would after reading this garbage!"
"Aww lighten up Rarity, it's not gonna kill me!" The others laughed.
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
"Oops, better burn this one before she croaks!" Twilight performed her fire spell once again, searing the stump. The bleeding stopped but Scootaloo went limp.
Storiesatrandom: "Why has Celestia ever showed her the "Fire" magic spell, is beyond MY knowledge!"
"Shucks, don't tell me she's dead already!" Apple Jack kicked the seemingly lifeless body.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow the plot won't allow it yet!"
"I'll fix it!" Said Pinkie, who, in true Pinkie fashion, had somehow found the time to make a pair of earrings out of the two cutie marks. They now dangled on either side of her head, flopping about as she bounced.
Storiesatrandom: "Not the first time Pinkie was made to wear other pony parts in fanfics."
Two more adrenaline shots caused the little filly to explode back into consciousness.
Rainbow Dash: "At least she didn't explode LITERALY!"
Once again they had misjudged her incredible will to survive.
Storiesatrandom: "Same reaction as an ordinary person with a cockroach."
In desperation she flipped over onto her stomach and began using her remaining legs to drag herself away, leaving a snail-trail of smeared blood and bodily fluids as she inched along, grunting and moaning in pained determination. The six mares laughed hysterically at this futile effort.
Both: "BITCHES!"
Apple Jack trotted over to the mangled Pegasus and began stomping on one foreleg, then the other, her immense strength shattering the bones inside and forcing splinters through the skin.
Rainbow Dash: "APPLEJACK, YOU BITCH!"
Scootaloo let out a mournful wail so forceful her stitched up lips tore apart, splattering A.J. with small droplets of blood. "Consarnit!" The farm pony exclaimed, "you've gone and stained my coat! Blood's mighty hard to get out, don't you know that you little varmint?" She kicked Scootaloo in the neck, causing her to choke and vomit.
Storiesatrandom: "I thought Rarity was the cleanliness bitch! Your supposed to love being a dirty pig, Applejack!"
"Please p-please just let me go," she wept, her voice ragged, a soup of drool and stomach acid spilling from her ruined lips "I know it's all m-my fault…I promise I'll g-go away! Forever!"
Storiesatrandom: "Maybe Fluttershy will FINALLY be the heaven of light in this dumb ass mess!"
Fluttershy had brought a small shovel and was busy cleaning up all the blood and excrement the traumatized filly had left in her wake. She scooped up the vomit as well and held the dusty, noxious mixture up to Scootaloo's mouth. "Time for you eat!" the yellow mare said cheerfully as if she were talking to one of her animals. Scootaloo retched and turned her head. Fluttershy grabbed one of her velvety soft little ears, twisting and tearing the sensitive cartilage. When Scootaloo opened her mouth to cry out Fluttershy jammed the shovel down her throat, but she refused to swallow. "Now now, don't be difficult," the older Pegasus cooed tenderly. She pushed the shovel in as hard as she could, using her other hoof to pinch the struggling filly's nose shut. Unable to breath, she was eventually forced to swallow, but she immediately threw up again. Fluttershy clamped her mangled mouth closed. Her eyes rolled back and tremors wracked her body as the vomit forced its way out her nostrils, the acid searing her mucous membranes. The second Fluttershy released her she puked again. Frustrated, the yellow Pegasus kicked her in the face, the tip of her hoof smashing into the little one's eye.
Storiesatrandom: "Thanks for challnageing my faith in you, "Element of kindness"!"
Rainbow Dash: "I actselly wish Gilda was here to roar at her again!"
Scootaloo let out an other-worldly yowl as her eyeball was crushed, blood and vitreous fluid squirting out of the socket. Fluttershy added these new liquids to her blend and once again forced it down the filly's throat. She heaved violently and spewed again. Fluttershy repeated the process until Scootaloo's stomach muscles grew too weak to expel the wretched mixture.
Both: "Glah!"
"Well girls, it looks like we've all had a turn," Twilight looked about in satisfaction. "Rainbow, would you like to perform the coup de gras?"
Storiesatrandom: "Rainbow, please say otherwise!"
"My pleasure!" Dash bowed low to her friends.
Both: "D'OH!"
"Hey Pinks, can you wake her up again, I want her to feel every moment of this!"
Storiesatrandom: "I can't believe Scootaloo might actselly die!"
"Okie Dokie Lokie!" Pinkie produced a massive syringe – she had clearly planned for something like this – and jammed the needle into Scootaloo's chest.
A deafening, high-pitched shriek signaled the filly's return to consciousness, the massive adrenaline injection causing her to feel every single tortured nerve in her body. To everyone's surprise she made one last truly desperate escape attempt, buzzing her tiny wings. Whether it was the adrenaline, pure terror, or both, she actually managed to lift off, hovering about six feet off the ground.
Storiesatrandom: "Go Scoot go!"
"Wow," Dash remarked, "that's the best she's ever done!" Though she struggled with all her might, Scootaloo could barely move faster than a normal walking pace. Genuinely intrigued, the six mares followed her as she fought for her life, giggling at her doomed attempt to flee. After about ten yards every ounce of energy was spent and she crashed face first into cobblestones of one of Ponyville's side streets, fresh blood trickling from her mouth and ruined eye socket.
Storiesatrandom: "D'oh, So close!"
"Pinkie, can I borrow your cleaver?" Dash asked.
Rainbow Dash: "I decided I want to kill myself for getting involved in this damn-ass fic!"
"R-Rainbow Dash," Scootaloo managed to speak, "p-please, I…I don't want to d-die!"
Storiesatrandom: "Doesn't anyone care for poor Scooty?"
"Too bad!" Rainbow laughed. She flipped the little pony over onto her back and held down one of her wings.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh god no!"
"Wait no! no…no no no NOOOOO!" To her amusement Dash realized that Scootaloo had, up until this point, actually thought she might make it out alive. She just chuckled and raised the cleaver. "Rainbow no no no! PLEASE PLEASE NOT MY W…" the frantic plea turned into a long wail as the blade came down, severing the little orange wing. When Dash moved to take the other wing Scootaloo no longer protested, she just looked away, resigned, crying softly. As Dash prepared for her final strike, she heard a tiny whisper: "I…I love you Rainbow Dash…"
Rainbow Dash: "What….. What have I done? I'M A MONSTER! WHAT HAVE WE DONE GIRLS! COME ON SCOOTY, LET'S GO GET ICE CREA-"
When she was done Rainbow smacked the filly several times until she looked up with her one remaining eye, bloodshot from weeping and burst capillaries.
Rainbow Dash: "FUCK YOU, FAKE RAINBOW DASH!"
Rainbow Dash held a little wing in each hoof, flapping them playfully about. "So much for the Wonderbolts, eh Scoot?" she chuckled.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, just wait till Spitfire hears about it, then your fucking screwed!"
"P-please j-just…k-kill me…" Scootaloo whimpered.
Rainbow Dash: "NO SCOOTALOO! DON'T GIVE UP YET!"
Satisfied but slightly perplexed, Dash looked back at her friends. "I was sure she'd be dead by now…I figured the physical mutilation plus the emotional trauma would just make her sorta…give out…how the hell is she still alive? I mean, I could just blow her brains out, but that seems so…anticlimactic. Any ideas?"
Storiesatrandom: "Please be a redeeming change of better character!
"Oh oh!" Pinkie bounced, "how about CAKE!"
Storiesatrandom: "YES! Give Scootaloo a forgiveness cake and-"
Scootaloo awoke with a rasping, guttural howl as a massive electric shock tore through her body, jumpstarting her heart and causing all her muscles to contract, her body singing a chorus of anguish as every single one of them locked into a tight cramp.
"Do it again! Do it again!"
Storiesatrandom: "YOU BITCHES!"
she recognized Rainbow Dash's voice as it pierced through the throbbing world of hurt inside her skull. What had happened?
Storiesatrandom: "Memory loss, much?"
"But her heart's beating now," Despite all her ragged nerves she could feel Pinkie's hoof against her chest. She made a feeble attempt to brush it away, but when she moved her foreleg nothing happened. She tried again. Nothing. She let her head roll to the side. There was no leg. Her shallow breathing intensified as she turned to the other side. No leg. In an instant the wave of horrible memories washed the haze out of her consciousness and sheer terror gripped her as she thrashed, searching for any remaining appendage. They were gone. No legs, no wings. She was nothing more than a torso and a head. As the horror set in and her mind continued to clear, she could feel the searing pain in each truncated limb. She began to hyperventilate.
Storiesatrandom: "This fic disgusts me."
"Ha! Oh my god! That is priceless!" Rainbow Dash was on the verge of hysterics, "look at all those wiggling stumps! We should put her on the floor and see if she can move! Oh yeah, by the way Scoot," Dash finally addressed her, "We had to chop your front legs too. The way A.J. smashed 'em up you were just bleeding too much, and we weren't gonna let ya off that easy. If it's any consolation, you look hilarious right now! I think this is the first time I've ever enjoyed spending time with you."
Storiesatrandom: "AND I HATE THE PROTRAYAL OF THE MAIN 6!"
Rainbow Dash: "SAME HERE!"
For the first time in her short life, Scootaloo prayed. She prayed to Celestia that it might end, that she would slip away. She willed herself to die, her thoughts crying out for the mercy of oblivion.
Storiesatrandom: "Why not just begged for Celestia to rescue you instead!"
"Oh no ya don't!" Pinkie said, rubbing the two paddles of the defibrillator together. "Fluttershy, see that red knob? Turn it all the way up!"
Rainbow Dash (tearing again): "FLUTTERSHY! NO!"
She was almost there. Scootaloo felt the world begin to darken, felt numbness begin to engulf her. Her heart slowed…
THUMP!
A second shock, twice as powerful as the first made her convulse violently, ejecting the contents of her stomach, bowels, and bladder, forcing the air from her lungs. A fountain of blood squirted out of her hollow eye socket.
"Eww!"
Storiesatrandom: "My reaction putting up with this damn fic!"
"Yikes!"
"Oh…my!"
Storiesatrandom: "A MISSAPROPEATE USE OF A BELOVED CATCHPREASHE!"
Rarity, Twilight and Fluttershy managed to dodge the barrage of bodily fluids. The rest were not so lucky. Pinkie and A.J. didn't seem to mind, the former grinning psychotically as the blood ran down her face, the latter having already resigned to the fact that she'd need a long shower after this. Rainbow Dash, however, was furious, wiping a fowl smelling goo off of her face, her mane stained brownish red.
Rainbow Dash: "Serves the stupid me right?"
"Didn't I tell you what would happen if you did that again?" She fumed, glaring daggers at the one-eyed ball that had once been a filly. "Somebody get me a beer bottle!"
Storiesatrandom: "I think I now know why Hasbro won't add beer in Equestia."
"All I have here is some wine," Pinkie said, rummaging through the fridge behind the counter of Sugar Cube Corner.
"Works for me!" Dash took the bottle, and downed the contents. "Okay, A.J. hold her down for me!"
Storiesatrandom: "NO, NO! DON'T YOU EVEN-"
"Sure thing Dashiekins," Dash shot her a venomous look but it only held for a few seconds before she cracked a smirk. Apple Jack smiled back, happy to assist her marefriend on this momentous occasion.
The neck of the bottle went in easily enough, but as it widened Dash had to really force it, inch by inch.
Both: "GAHHH, OH NO!"
Scootaloo squealed with each push, her whole body shuddering, every cauterized stump waggling about desperately. She was beyond crying or sobbing now, she just kept screaming and begging for mercy.
Rainbow Dash: "I HATE THIS FIC!"
"Ugh I can't stand it anymore!"
Storiesatrandom: "YES! RARITY! YOU FINALLY CAME THROUGH TO ME, I-"
Rarity wadded up a dish towel she'd found and stuffed it in Scootaloo's mouth, muting her pleas.
Storiesatrandom: "YYYOOOUUU BITCH!"
The little Pegasus could only look up at her, wide eye silently beseeching her to make it stop. Rarity just shook her head, "this is all your fault, you know."
Rainbow Dash: "If only I was there, I, I kicked that Rarity's ass!"
Meanwhile, Dash was struggling to force the wine bottle up the filly's ass. She steeled herself and gave one last shove with all her might. It was a good thing rarity had gagged Scootaloo, because the squealing would have been ear-piercing. Her anal sphincter snapped like a broken rubber band, creating a gaping hole from which her traumatized intestines slopped out. "Whoa," was all Rainbow could say for a moment. Then she turned to her pink friend, who was bouncing with joy. "What now? This is more your area of expertise, Pinkie."
Storiesatrandom: "This….. is….. BULLSHIT!"
"Oh watch this, it'll be so super cool," Pinkie removed the wine bottle and situated the little Pegasus so her plot was just at the edge of the counter, then she grabbed the end of the intestinal tract. "Ready?" The others nodded. The party pony yanked hard. It was like watching a hose uncoil as foot after foot of intestine spilled out onto the floor with a series of squishing and splattering noises.
Both: "OH NO, BLAH!"
"My word!" Rarity exclaimed, "how does that all fit in such a tiny body?"
"Pony physiology is an amazing thing," Twilight told her, "I have many books on the subject if you…"
"Thank you dear but I think I've seen quite enough for a while," Rarity laughed.
Storiesatrandom: "Again, you ladies are BITCHES!"
Scootaloo's innards finally stopped coming, and Pinkie severed the organ, leaving just half a foot of floppy digestive tract hanging from what had once been the filly's anus.
Both: "DUHAAH!"
"Hey look at this!" said Dash, poking her deflated belly, "she's gone all…flat!" The cyan mare kept poking and prodding in amusement. Scootaloo appeared to be unconscious again, but her body spasmed each time Rainbow jabbed it.
Storiesatrandom: "BITCH!"
"Is she dead?" Fluttershy asked quietly.
"Nope nope nope!" Pinkie beamed, "you'd be surprised what you can take out of a pony without killing her. As long as she has lungs and a heart and she doesn't bleed out, we can keep this party going all night! Of course she'll die eventually without her bowels and if we remove her liver and kidneys and stuff, but as long as we're careful we can make her last a few more hours at least!"
Both: "….."
"How do you know so much about physiology Pinkie?" Twilight was honestly curious.
"Oh, Grandpappy Pie was a coroner, doing autopsies and all that! He tried to teach my dad the trade but daddy could never stomach the blood, that's why we ended up on that dumb ol' rock farm. I loved it though, and he taught me all about it. Before I discovered parties, dissection was the only fun part of my life!"
"Well, I'll be," A.J. smiled, "our little cupcake baker's a regular doctor!"
Both: "BULLSHIT!"
"Oh, no," Pinkie shook her head modestly, "it's just a hobby of mine, I like making tasty treats way more!" The friends all laughed. "Speaking of which, it's almost time for cake! Er, that is you don't mind, Dashie."
"Ya know Pinks, as much as I wanted to finish her, I'm liking your idea better. You have my blessing."
"Let's do it together!" Pinkie suggested, readying her defibrillator once more.
Storiesatrandom: "This stupid fic BETTER BE OVER!"
Scootaloo was shocked awake one final time. Through the haze of pain she felt a strange emptiness inside her. Then the memories came flooding back once more. Weak, choking sobs began to shake her. She didn't bother to open her eyes. Then she heard that familiar voice.
"Scootaloo! Scoot! Are you all right? It sounded like you were having a terrible dream!"
Both: "Huh?"
Storiesatrandom: "It finally came! A redeeming change of story, via a clichéd "It was all a dream" plot device! Better late than never!"
The filly opened one eye to see Rainbow dash peering down at her, a look of deep concern on her face. "You were screaming and hollering…we were so worried."
Rainbow Dash: "Wait… (scared) "One-eye"?"
"I d-dreamt that you and A.J. and the others were hurting me!" It had all been just a bad dream! Scootaloo sighed in relief.
"I'd never hurt you Scootaloo, I love you," Dash told her softly, a warm smile on her face.
"You…you do?" The little pony's heart fluttered with hope, "like love me love me?" Tears of joy were running down her cheek.
"Yes" Dash said sweetly, stroking the little one's mane. Scootaloo was filled with elation as she reached her hooves up to hug her beloved Rainbow Dash.
She had no legs.
Both: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"HAAAAAAAAAHAHAHA! Gotcha!" The older Pegasus laughed. Scootaloo was momentarily confused…then she managed to raise her head ever so slightly and look down at her body. It was a limbless, wet, empty bag. She screamed in heartbreak, despair, and misery, then began weeping harder than she ever had in her life, curling up into a quivering lump.
Storiesatrandom: "NOOOOOOOOOOOO NO! NO! NO! NANOHOHO! NO, DUH DUH NO! (quietly said no a few times, and after a few minutes, gets louder again)! NO! NO! NO! I'M INTERJECTING MY NO INTO THIS! NO! NO!"
"Wow Dash, that was inspiring," Twilight commended her friend. "If you don't make the Wonderbolts…"
"As if!" Dash exclaimed haughtily
"…you could be a great actor!" The purple unicorn finished.
Storiesatrandom: "How you like that, they're bitches to each other, ha-ha-ha, AS IF I CARE!"
"WHY RAINBOW WHY?" Scootaloo howled "I LOVED YOU SO MUCH!"
"And I. HATE. YOU." The Pegasus spat the words into the tormented filly's ear. "Pinkie, let's make a cake!"
Storiesatrandom: "Now I realized that she is gonna be made into the cake. (facepalm) IDIOT!"
"Here we are!" Pinkie placed the giant cake down in the center of the table. It looked delicious except for the tip of an ear and a little bit of charred purple mane sticking out the top. Scootaloo had fought until the bitter end as Pinkie tried to drown her in the cake batter. The protruding body parts were, however, quickly covered by a generous slathering of frosting.
Both: "MY GOSH!"
"I just can't believe how long she lasted in that oven!" Apple Jack seemed genuinely impressed, "she was hollerin' in there for at least ten minutes!" The mares had watched in fascination through the oven window as Scootaloo was slowly cooked to death, squirming, wailing and thrashing her little stumps. The last thing she ever saw was her cherished mentor, Rainbow Dash, staring at her with a wide grin of satisfaction, the image slowly going dark as her lungs were scorched and her death rattle sent her sinking into the cake batter.
"She always was one tough cookie," Dash admitted.
Storiesatrandom: "Oh, a cookie joke? HOW FREAKEN OUT OF PLACE!"
"Now she's one tough cake!" Pinkie beamed. She began cutting the confection into slices and serving her friends. "Ooh, still bloody on the inside!"
Both: "BITCHES!"
Fluttershy was the first to take a bite. She instantly spat it out, gagging. "Oh dear, it tastes…horrible!"
Dash crossed her arms, rolling her eyes, "I told you guys she tasted awful!" The six friends laughed heartily. It had been a fun day.
Both: "FINALLY!"
Rainbow Dash: "THAT WAS SHIT!"
Storiesatrandom: "EVEN MORE WORSE THEN BLUE FROSTING! It's horrendous, it's awful, it's a mauling to MLP continuity in more fucking ways than one! It was disturbing, even for fucking grimdark standards! What was the damn author thinking? Who the hell she/he was thinking about making this, abomination to even all the gorefics in the world! I confess of writing Gorefics myself, but at least they end on more-or-less a happy note! This, this, judas fic is, GARBAGE! And I hope it gets booted out like Sweet Apple Massacre and Trixie's fun house!"
?: "Rainbow Dash?"
We both look over. It was Scootaloo.
Scootaloo: "I heard from Twilight…. (sniffles) you saw… (sniffles, tears) a fun day…. And, it, it, (sobs) made you cry, Rainbow! (rushes and hugs Rainbow) I'M SO SORRY YOU SAW THAT WITHOUT ME WARNING YOU ABOUT IT! IT'S WORSE THEN THE FIC I STARED IN THE FIC ABOUT THE ME BEING A CHICKEN MEME GOING TOO FAR!"
Rainbow Dash hugs Scootaloo!
Rainbow Dash (crying out of control): "IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT, SQUIRT! BLAME THE STUPID WRITER OF THAT GARBAGE!"
Rainbow and Scootaloo cried!
Storiesatrandom (shedding manly tears): "You see…. Even Rainbow Dash herself couldn't handle that trash and hideous affront to our fandom. Even I am shedding manly tears just for looking at it! So why, mods! I know gorefics are no longer banned but, try to still have standards! I am Storiesatrandom, and they were Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash, we remember it, and pray for our sanity."
Storiesatrandom walks over to Rainbow and Scootaloo.
Storiesatrandom: "Come on girls, let's get some ice cream."
They all walked out to have a REAL fun day.