What's For Dinner?

by IceQB

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Random, Slice of Life, Dark, Human, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Fluttershy
Length: 5272

So Fluttershy decides to go to a newly opened restaurant for dinner. What can possibly go wrong?

Trolololol die Fluttershy. (ON A SERIOUS NOTE: NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUS LOL. TROLLFIC IF YOU WILL)

This story is NOT for the weak, not for those who cannot take grossed out details, and not for those who simply worship Fluttershy and refuse to accept the fact she's overloved. (Watch out! Incoming bombardments!) She's cute and all, but there comes a point where it goes to a whole new level, and I hate it. So guess what? I'm killing her off. I guess this is the Cupcakes: Fluttershy version..

So Fluttershy decides to go to a newly opened restaurant for dinner. What can possibly go wrong?

Except everything goes horribly wrong.
Angel is best meat ever.
And Fluttershy is best yellow meat ever.

Published 2013-05-02 07:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-05-02 07:40:01 UTC

Once in a Lifetime

Author's Notes: In this story, humans and ponies live apart, canon-wise, until one brave person decides to travel and finds Ponyville, which had all long been on the map but no one ever figured out where.

It had been a quiet afternoon for Ponyville, no more particular for a soft-spoken pegasus, who had spent her entire day cleaning up from last night's mess. The drapes that once hung ceremoniously to dictate sun and shadow, had caught on fire, the bright flames greying the zones of light and dark during the hour of twilight. It engulfed the entire living room in matters of seconds, all because one sick baby dragon, who had been nursing under Fluttershy's care for the last few days, sneezed and well... let us just say it took a while before Fluttershy put it out and-

"Uh... Mr. Narrator... sir... I-I didn't put the f-fire out m-myself. S-Spike and Angel h-helped."

Ah yes, it took a while before Fluttershy and her pals put it out. Suffice to say, dust and ash had found themselves new homes, until the dreaded cloth invaded on their privacy and removed them from Fluttershy's floors. Spike had gone over to Twilight's house for the time being, and Angel had scampered off somewhere. Something to do with Fluttershy wanting Spike to recover, and Angel wanting to rest, both of which hadn't had any good sleep because of the house fire.

"W-well, it's not much of a big deal. And I'm sure Angel needs his beauty sleep. Isn't that right, Angel?"

Uh Fluttershy, Angel's not here.

"Don't be silly, Mr. Narrator! He's sleeping right over there!"

That's a bag of flour...

"Oh my. It really is. My apologies Mr. Narrator. Please do continue!"

Anyways, Fluttershy had not slept well either. Spike's constant sneezes had put her under constant watch in case he got infected with some sort of rare contagious disease that could wipe out all of Ponyville. That's what Fluttershy thought, but Twilight Sparkle had a different theory: laziness. She sensed her 'Number One Assistant' had taken more sick leaves lately, but hadn't gotten any evidence yet to prove his misdemeanor. But Fluttershy, being the kind-hearted one, decided to keep watch over Spike and his over-exaggerated illness, hence the lack of sleep. Between you and I, when she's tired, she can be quite... cranky sometimes.

"Who are you calling cranky?!"

May I?

"Oh... I'm s-sorry. I won't interrupt your story, even if you are a mean narrator who likes to pick on us ponies."

I'm not picking on-- never mind.

As I was saying, it had been one, quiet afternoon. Fluttershy had finished cleaning her house. Her stomach grumbled, wanting a little more than the dandelion sandwich she had concocted earlier this afternoon. Rainbow Dash had told her about the opening of a new restaurant beside Sugarcube Corner, and promised to spend some time with her there. You know... it sounds like Rainbow Dash has quite the crush on you too, Fluttershy. The two of you should-

"Eeepp..."

What? It'll be cute!

"Umm... Umm... I'm just going to go n-now..."

You can't hide, Fluttershy. I'm the narrator. I can see whatever you're doing. Even when you're with... Rainbow Dash.

"Yeeeep!"

Anyways, Fluttershy wanted to check the place out on her own before the two of them embarked on some private time. She wanted to impress Rainbow Dash as much as Twilight Sparkle wanted to complete her studies. Her plan was simple; to avoid bad tasting food so that the two of them can have a good time. With gusto, as well as her upcoming research in motion, after setting the broom down and wiping the window frames one last time, she set hoof outside her cottage, and turned back to look at her hard work paying off. Her cottage looked unscathed, as if there was no fire last night, and with that done, she could finally take a break. She trotted happily down the roads, and into Ponyville, where she was happily greeted by a Lyra, who at that time, was taking a leisurely evening stroll.

"Hey Fluttershy! Where are you going?" inquired Lyra.

"Oh, hey Lyra. Umm... I'm going to the new restaurant for dinner."

"That restaurant? The one beside Sugarcube Corner?... I hear... there's something-" Lyra inched her head forward. "-weird going on in that place. Some ponies say otherwordly creatures run that place, and some ponies think they're all ... aliens. Oh, and I've seen their menu. They're are all like... different..." Her tone had changed into a spooky one, as if she was telling Fluttershy a Nightmare Night story.

"O-oh my. Then maybe I s-should head somewhere else t-then-"

Oh hold on, Fluttershy. Rainbow Dash promsised to bring you there, right? So it must be perfectly okay, right?

"Uh, yes I-I think s-so..."

There is nothing to be afraid of, Fluttershy.

"O-okay... if you say s-so..."

"Fluttershy, who are you talking to?" Lyra quizzed, her head now tilted slightly sideways as she stared at Fluttershy's strange behaviour.

"Huh?" Fluttershy snapped back into reality. "Oh, Mr. Narrator. He's up there, and he can see everything."

"Is he... human?" Lyra started bouncing up and down happily. "Most Mr. Narrators that I know of are human! Can I see him? Can I? Can I? Pleaseeee?"

Hi Lyra.

"Ohmigosh, he's talking to me! Hi Mr. Narrator human... thingy! But uh... where are you?" She stared blankly at the sky.

And now, Fluttershy has to leave for dinner. Goodbye.

"Wait!"

"Lyra?" Fluttershy waved her hoof in front of Lyra's face, snapping her trance at an instant. "I'll leave n-now, if it's o-kay with you..."

"Oh, okay! Bye Fluttershy!" Lyra waved goodbye as she watched Fluttershy head towards Sugarcube Corner, then turned her attention back to the calm grey sky. "Mr. Narrator! Reveal to me who you are!"

Some other time, Lyra. As for now, I have to accompany Fluttershy. After all, it's her story.

"Aww, okay... fine then. I'll just find some other Mr. Narrator then." Lyra walked away dejectedly, her eyes deeply saddened by rejection.

Fluttershy found herself standing in front of the new restaurant. Upfront beamed a signboard with lights all over it that alternated with every two light bulbs. Gold frames surrounded it, and it read 'Once in a Lifetime'.

"So here's the place then. That's a strange name for a restaurant." Fluttershy gazed at it, which towered above her. The front door were ten times her size, the building towering over most Ponyville buildings. A red carpet draped by the front door, inviting potential customers in. Fluttershy peeked in from the front windows, but could only see two doors, as well as a receptionist up front by the counter.

"Hey there young one!"

Startled by the sudden sound behind her shoulder, she jumped in fright, and before she realised, she was hovering above the ground. She landed back down, looked back up, and saw what Lyra always dreamed to see: a human. He was dressed in a black suit, and bore a bow-tie under his neck.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Did I startle you?" He bent down and stroke her mane lightly, his voice unsually high-pitched and feminine like.

"Eeepp...y-yes..."

"I. Am. So. Sorry!" He emphasised each word equally as important while dancing around Fluttershy, his actions as big as his ego could contain. With a couple of body twirls, hand flicks and head swirls, he had might as well be in the circus with his zesty behaviour and his loud and gay voice. "Where are my manners... Here, let me make it up to you! I've seen you staring at the restaurant in front of you for quite some time now. Well, I'm its owner, and I personally invite you to dine at my restaurant! Tell you what, I'll make sure you will have the finest cuisine you've ever tasted in your life! I'll even make sure you beg to come back to this place after tonight! Please! Right this way! It's 'Once in a Lifetime'!" He chuckled.

"O-okay..." Fluttershy looked back in Ponyville once more, then accepted the invitation and headed inside.

"So miss, what do you want for a drink? A martini or a Long Island, perhaps?" inquired the owner.

"Hard liquor? I'm sorry, I c-can't drink well..."

"Nonsense! These alcoholic drinks are good for relaxing your mind! After all, I can tell you're quite tired from today. Get a nice cocktail or two to relax! It will help ease the muscles for later!"

"What's later?" Fluttershy questioned suspiciously.

"Why, the entertainment, of course! You don't want to be all tensed up during the entertainment, right? So what will you have? Or maybe the high-classed drinks aren't suitable for you. How about some beer, or some good ol' cider?"

"Well, I'm wondering if you... uh... sell... uh..." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "A-a-apple C-cider..." stammered Fluttershy. Her addiction to the Apple's homemade cider had been kept hushed from the public, and not even Rainbow Dash knew about it.

"Ah yes, we do serve süssgespritzer! You like the fruity ones, no? Alrighty then! One süssgespritzer it is!"

The spirited restaurant owner bounced towards the mini-bar with Fluttershy, who was still in shock with the weird environment she had landed herself into, sitting at one of the tables. She looked around, and the absence of sound, or rather, ponies, pertained to her that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to enter this place. After all, Lyra did warn her, but as much as curiosity had grabbed hold of her interest-

"Umm... excuse me Mr. Narrator, sir, I'm s-sorry, but... I'm absolutely terrified of this place and... umm, I wish to go now. If that's okay with you, of course..."

Terrified? Really, Fluttershy? It's just you eating dinner! What can possibly go wrong?

"This place s-scares me... and I don't think this is such a good idea."

Nonsense! You'll be fine! Just let me finish this story, and I promise, I'll let you go!

"Promise?"

Yes, Fluttershy. Are we, or are we not going to do this?

"I... I... don't know. Uh...uh... ah! Maybe I should find Rainbow Dash and... uh... surprise her by bringing her here first! She should be free now... so if you don't mind, I'm j-just going to-"

HOLD UP, FLUTTERSHY! THIS IS THE STORY OF YOU, NOT THE STORY OF TWO! SO SIT, RELAX, AND HAVE A DRINK!

"Voila! The süssgespritzer is served! Geez, that name's hard to pronounce!" He had arrived with a martini glass, which Fluttershy thought was an cone attached to a rod to another larger inverted cone that held the liquid in place.

"Uh..." Fluttershy picked the glass up with both of her hooves, much to his amusement. She slowly approached the surface of the cider, then stuck her tongue out to test its taste. She pulled back, looked at it for a while, then bravely took a sip. Slowly, sips became shots, and before she realised, she took down the entire cider in one gulp.

"Mmm... yum! I'm sorry sir, but I'm full now, so will you pardon me as I leave your restaurant? The dinner was well, thank you very much. I hope you get more customers with the fine attitude you have!"

"Aww, that's a shame. The main course is right behind me though." He pulled a tray from behind his back, which materialised out of nowhere. "Guess what you would have had for dinner? I can guarantee you, it's quite exotic!" He pulled a silver platter, and unraveled the goodness that was inside.

Flutters in her stomach could not compare to how wild her thoughts were when she stared at it. Feeling like puking the cider she just had, her reality had frozen on a silver platter. Her body cringed and her nerves played the xylophone on her bones, the numbness of each strike coming down equally hard throughout her body. Her stomach swiveled and shrunk, her heart now galloping as fast as her love could Dash. Her stunned eyes matched the size of her gaping mouth, with neither of them refusing to move even an inch. She stumbled, and crawled backwards in fright until she had slammed her head onto a wall, and was cornered by the owner, who at the same time, crept forward and lowered the platter until it was eye-level with Fluttershy.

"You... YOU MONSTER! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM?!" Fluttershy yelled as loud as she could; her teeth wasn't barred from sight, and felt like it wanted a piece of the human's flesh.

"Oh! You see, I found it sleeping peacefully. It felt so... easy... to catch it, that I decided to take it and well... the demand for exotic food is quite high in many places! I myself am a travelling food merchant, and specialise in exotic food! Having travelled far and wide, I've been to many places before. But then I stumbled onto your quiet, feint town, and decided, heck, why not? You strange animals come in, eat my meats, and then I kill you, recycling the meat once again for another customer! It's the perfect marketing strategy! So I've decided to stop the hermit act and set up a restaurant, once and for all! You're my first customer, so you can get the freshest, juiciest meat I've got!

"NO ONE HURTS MY FRIENDS AND GET AWAY WITH IT!" Fluttershy began to charge at him, but he was quicker; he pulled a remote out, and pressed the gigantic red button in the middle. The silver platter, which was held directly in front of Fluttershy's face, had extended claws out, and grabbed Fluttershy by the neck. He pressed the button once more, which revealed two set of handcuffs which locked her hooves in place. And for one last time, the delighted owner slammed the button, ejecting a lash which roped around Fluttershy's wings.

"I-I-I-I'm... s-s-s-sorry! P-p-p-please... d-don't k-k-kill m-me..." Her bravado quickly shifted back into her regular fearful self; her body could not stop shivering, her eyes brawled in tears painfully, and her voice croaked hoarsely.

"Well, I'm awfully nice today, since you're my first customer." There was one truth, and one lie in which he said. "Tell you what. You eat this up, and I'll consider letting you go."

Fluttershy had no other choice. She looked down at her silver dish, the shimmer reflecting off the dim lights in the background mocked her current state. "F-f-fine... but o-only if y-you p-promise..."

"I promise you." A sly smile hid beneath his skin, but underneath Fluttershy's, a plan was forming.

"Uh... Mr. Owner. s-sir... I won't be able to t-taste your delightful, yummy, delicious treat if you don't f-free my hooves. And the awesome, scrumptious, heart-warming food won't g-go down my t-throat if you don't release the g-grip on my neck." It was a chance Fluttershy had to take. The chains would then be released, and before he would realise, Fluttershy would bolt out of the restaurant, and would be free. She would warn others of the dangers of this restaurant, of the dangers of human, much to Lyra's certain unbelievable degree that humans are wonderful creatures. What kind of sick bastards would eat meat? Oh right, us!

She had to wait for the exact moment that he wasn't paying attention. A plan had been formed. Yes... Any contingency plans? No... But it was a one-shot that Fluttershy had to risk. "Oh my, where are my manners? Yes! I'll unchain you this instant!"

The owner mashed the button once, and sweat procured down her neck, much to her wing's delight in their temporal freedom. He pressed it once again, un-clipping her hooves, which tensed up, ready to speed like steamrollers out of this place. He pressed it one last time, and Fluttershy was finally free. All she had to do was...

"Huh?"

She couldn't budge, her restrains were still on her, and the owner-

Wait, wait... I'm sick of calling you the owner. Let's call you... Howard.

She couldn't budge, her restrains were still on her, and Howard cackled a laughter. "How's the süssgespritzer? Oh, did I mention I spiked it with hallucination drugs, so you thought I'd actually, free you? Oh boy, you're so smart! You thought you could run away, and report it the authorities. You thought you could escape here. But no. You're staying here. It's-" His trademark speech ensued. "-'Once in a Lifetime'!" Another sinister laugh broke out within him.

Fluttershy's head started getting woozier from the drink and drug. Her incoherent mind tried to make sense of his previous sentences, but all she got out of it was 'You're so smart, it's 'Once in a Lifetime'!'.

"W-w-w-w-why..... t-thank... y-y-y-y-y-y-you... I d-d-d-don't t-t-t-think I'm t-t-that... s-s-smart...." The chemicals in the drink had affected her ability to speak and think comprehensively now, like she couldn't even differentiate heads or tails on a coin. Her vision blurred and her head felt lighter than ever. She glanced down at the dish in front of her, and yelled 'Angel!', a laugh breaking out after. "That's w-where you've b-been! C-c-come on, e-e-enough n-n-napping! T-t-time t-to w-wake up!"

She poked at the dish with her nose, almost face-planting into it as she took a heave. "Mmm, you y-y-yummy l-l-l-l-l-little A-A-Angel... F-F-Fluttershy l-l-likes-s-s-s-s-s..." Then, she tipped forward, slamming into the silver platter mouth first, her drool now dripping from the corners of her lips. "Y-y-you're s-s-so cute t-t-hat... i-i-it m-m-makes m-m-me w-w-wanna ... e-e-eat y-y-y-you!"

"Try it! We need you to fatten up for tonight's performance!" His voice dropped like a bass cannon.

"B-b-but F-Fluttershy n-no e-eat f-f-f-f-friends... f-friends n-nice t-to... F-Fluttershy..." Her vision darkened and her breathing got weaker! "AH! W-WHY D-DON'T Y-YOU F-FINISH IT FOR M-M-ME?"

All this time, Howard was staring at Fluttershy moan and whine in a corner, talking to a dead rabbit on a silver platter. He was initially amused, until Fluttershy refused to devour her meal. "No can't do, Fluttershy. It's yours! Look at how much it wants you! That's your Angel, right? Angel wants you back! But she needs you to carry her in her mouth. Is that alright?"

"A-Angel i-is m-male, y-you s-silly h-human..."

"A male rabbit named Angel? Wow, he must be SO depressed with his name. He ought to be named Bruce, or Willis."

"N-no no no, A-Angel is a f-fine name. W-what kind of n-name is Bruce... Willis?

"Why, he's a-"

Ahem, back to the story? ... I'm getting tired now. Let's just finish this story, Howard. And now, Fluttershy plunges straight into the dish, making a mess of herself.

Fluttershy did just that. Bits and piece of rabbit meat clung onto her coat like Velcro, and her mouth opened wide. ready to take in the orgasmic feeling of meat-eating. Her virgin stomach was not ready to take it all in, but her incoherent state had dulled all senses in her. She sprawled on the floor, her eyes rolling in all directions as she decides to the best one to lose her innocence. She spots it: a tiny cylindrical-shaped piece laid in waiting, size neither too big or small, and would fit her curious, wet chambers. She closes it, lifts the tiny piece up with her teeth, and took it in its stride. The tiny piece proceeded slowly down her tongue, the nerves all dancing wildly, then down the back of her throat. It slid further down, her tongue erecting out, as she controlled the satisfying piece, allowing it to proceed down her pipes only once she had a full taste of it. Her eyes danced playfully as she swiveled it around her mouth, her distraught mind unable to make connection with her current situation. Slowly, the tiny piece of meat raped the inside of her mouth, forcefully squirting out the juices it contained. It drooped all over Fluttershy's mouth, and white liquid paste dripped out slowly.

"Mmmm, A-Angel t-tastes n-nice..."

With one final swoop, she took it all in, and swallowed it down, making her stomach rumble in delight.

"You see? It's not that bad after-" Fluttershy hadn't received the full message before she collapsed on the floor.

"Wakey-wakey! It's time for the entertainment! Woo! I love this part!"

Fluttershy had finally woken up, the effects of the drug finally wearing off. She thought about it, thought about what happened within the last hour, and thought about how Lyra was right: THIS PLACE IS WEIRD! However, something escaped her mind; the very fact that Angel lived inside of her stomach. The drug gave her a different perception on what happened before she fainted; she was having a nice dinner, and she couldn't hold a liquor, and fainted. She couldn't even remember what her dinner was, for that matter, as her brain frenzied to find another solution to her madness.

Had she gone mad, or was this all but a dream? She stared straight into Howard's green eyes, and her flashbacks played like an old-school record player. Images ran in her head as fast as her brain could comprehend. The human in front of her seemed vaguely familiar, and she couldn't even remember why, or where she was at.

"Umm... excuse me, kind sir, but can you direct me as to why I'm... I'm-" Fluttershy looked straight at his eyes. That's odd, she thought. I'm never this high up...

She looked down, and noticed her hooves were chained to a board. She tried to fly, but as she had suspected, them too had been locked down. She was spread out in a star-like shape, with her wings extended flat onto the boards. Her memories played more tricks on her; the drink she took was Apple cider. She walked in because she was offered a free treat, and couldn't refuse the nicely-dressed gentleman. She was here because of Rainbow Dash.

The word 'Dash' synced everything back in place. The drug. The silver platter. The main course. And of course, she couldn't remove the taste of Angel's bodily parts from her mouth. The taste lingered on, not wanting to disappear, owing it to the ooze that came out of it when Fluttershy's tongue broke its thin protective layering. She remember it all, and how distraught she was when she came in. The times she tried to escape, hatch a plot and delay the inevitable hadn't left her mind completely, with the jigsaw puzzle of her quandary fixing itself, piece by piece.

She had meat. She tried meat. And her nonchalant stomach rumbled., whether happily or angrily at the foreign matter inside was debatable.

"Y-you... BEAST! I remember all of it now... HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY ... MY... " The beast within Fluttershy erupted, not believing the actuality of situation.

"Ah, yes." He smirked. "You remember it now. But I'm so glad you can stay for the entertainment! You wouldn't want to miss out on you! Tonight's entertainment features, the one, the only yellow-flying-horse, Peequine Beast!"

"Uh... excuse me, Mr. Madman-who-is-probably-going-to-kill-me-later, my name's Fluttershy."

"What? I can't hear you. Oh well, folks, here's the entertainment for the night! She had tried to escape. She had tried to run away. And now, she's going to pay for doing that! Give it up, for the Peequine Beast!" Howard was truly mad at this point, waving his hands at an invisible audience behind him.

The Peequine Beast was screaming softly in terror now. "Y-y-y-you..."

"For her act, she will be attached to the board behind her, and spins around until it stops! Wherever it stops, it dictates the stunt she will be performing for all of you. Isn't that exciting?!"

"B-but-"

"And off she goes!" Howard pushed a button on the table, which sent Fluttershy, the Peequine Beast, rotating in circles. Fluttershy's world kept swirling, but her innate ability as a Pegasus had prevent turbulence as a factor to throw up. The wheel whirled and spun, the board containing various methods of torture, which Fluttershy's innocent eyes couldn't see. The wheel slowed down eventually, and with the sound of the click-clacks, it finally stopped.

"Ah! Her first act would be... DODGING THROWING KNIVES!" Howard grabbed a couple of knives and flung that at a distance. The first few grazed past her wings, much to his dismay. "Well done! You're dodging them! But there's more!" He shouted out to his one-man audience. Like what he had said, several knives made its way towards Fluttershy. She screamed for help, but as to no avail, as she watched the knives either land right beside her, or totally missing the boards. Then she saw one fly directly under her, and before she realised, she screamed out in pain. Her leg writhed, but there was nothing to stop the blood from dripping out. She yelped once again, her left wings now struck where the joints are, causing immense pain to the pegasus.

"Ooh, looks like she managed to dodge all but two! What a shame! But the show must go on!" He slammed the button hard on the table, and watch as the knife-laden board spun rapidly, flinging some of the knives away from the board. As for the knives inside Fluttershy, it scrapped and pulled at her muscle, causing excruciating pain from within. Her screams of pain were drowned out by the whirls of the machine behind her, which finally came to a halt once again.

"Ooh! My favorite! She gets to choose between two of the possible actions! Tank a cannonball shot, or survive an electric eel bite on her nose! Which one will you choose?"

Fluttershy, now upside down, couldn't even open her mouth, for her pain was something no pony could withstand.

"Silence, eh? Well that means double the fun! Cannonball loaded with eels, coming right up!" He slammed his universal button once again, which revealed the strangest assortments of cannons. He took out a matchbox from his shirt pocket and walked towards the largest one. He struck a match, lit it, and duck for cover. "Oh and kids, don't try this at home!"

The cannon shot its intended projectile at Fluttershy, which the impact could the pegasus only embrace. She shut her eyes, preparing for the worse, as the eel-loaded cannonball made its way towards its target.

BAM!

Fluttershy screamed in terror. The cannonball had struck directly under her, missing her torso by inches. However, some of the eels managed to land on the board, and slowly slithered up Fluttershy's legs. She counted about ten of those, and tried to persaude them. "E-e-e-eels, don't..." But it was too late. The eels sent a bolt of lightning all over Fluttershy's body, which twitched and withered in pain. Her hair sizzled, and her muscles tried as hard to shake the eels off, but the restrains were doing their job right in keeping Fluttershy immobile. After about five seconds of high voltage emission, the eels broke off, and slithered around the board, looking for another target.

"Good job, Peequine Beast! You've tanked the shot, and survived the eel attacks! But what's in store for you? Let's find out!" She twirled around a couple more times, with each attack inflicted on her causing her to scream in either pain, when she got struck, or in terror, when she nearly got struck. Fire, arrows, water, acid, bees, wasp, and even guns weren't spared in her torture. Blood dripped from all over her body, with holes and scars filling in what used to be her arms and legs.

"Hmm, what's next? Oh! Chainsaws! One of my favorites! I'll chug a chainsaw from over here, and let's see where it lands!" But he had gotten better with his aim, for the chainsaw landed right on her right wing. The device whirled and the gears chugged, slicing off feather after feather on her wings. Slowly, it grinded against her bones and nerves, slicing each of her tendons, as well as muscles if she had any in them, and all she could do was scream. Then it got stuck deep inside the board, the wings now void of any feeling; she glanced right and noticed the yellow-red wing struggling to connect back to the body. Fluttershy's tolerance of pain wasn't exceptionally high, so the shriek she produced when she saw her wing fall of rocketed around the entire restaurant. She watched it as it made its way towards the ground, her dead wing now visibly laying still on the pool of blood, soaking it up until her wing turned red.

"Ooh, that's unfortunate folks! But like i said, the show must go on!" He punched the button once more, revealing 'harpooning' as her next event. Fluttershy wanted to die so badly now. Dying was much better a solution right now then to live with his torturing.

With a harpoon loaded, Howard fired it from a crossbow, which struck her right thigh. She grimaced in pain, for she could no longer shout. Her voice had taken her toil on her, and any of hope of living had died away.

"Ooh, so close." Grabbing onto the harpoon line, he yanked it down sharply, which tore the ligament in her hooves. He yanked it again, ripping off loose muscles and dead nerves, owing the easiness of the procedure to the gaping holes already implanted all over her. With one last sharp pull, he twisted and forced it down, and all Fluttershy could hear was the ripping of muscles. She looked down, horrified to see her bone and joints separating two distinct groups of muscles, but fainting wasn't something she was capable of. The pain had jolted her back up to reality every single time she tried to cut away from it, and death was her only solution out of here.

"Well folks, looks like the Peequine Beast can't take it anymore! Oh, what a shame! She was such a good act. But before we go, get ready for the grand finale! In her final act, a drill will slice her in half, rendering her dead! Now isn't that exciting! Now we can use her on our menu! Imagine the possibilities I can do with her! There is white meat, red meat, and now, yellow meat!"

He literally smashed the button, destroying it in the process, which opened up the ground under Fluttershy. She watched her wing drift towards the darkness below, her pool of blood dripping down, and the drill spinning and whirling towards her. T-this is it t-then. G-goodbye A-Angel, I'm s-s-sorry... G-goodbye g-girls, I'll miss all of y-you. And G-g-goodbye R-R-Rainbow D-Dash, t-that n-night was the b-best n-night ever.

"Any last words to say to the audience, Peequine Beast?"

"M-meat t-tastes f-funny..."

"So this is the place, eh? But it looks empty!" Lyra yelled out in frustration.

"Welcome to 'Once in a Lifetime'! I've seen you staring at my restaurant for quite some time now! Well, I'm its owner, and I formally invite you in!"

"Ohmigod it's a human! May I touch you inappropriately-- I mean, your fingers?" Lyra beamed happily.

"Why, if you go in and sit, I'm sure there will be plenty of times for you to touch me! Now, step this way!" Howard motioned Lyra inside, which Lyra gladly followed in.

"Oh and, don't just leave him outside! Bring your pet bunny in!"

"Come on Angel! Let's go in! Maybe Fluttershy's still in there."

Author's Note

Süssgespritzer is a German drink lol... google it you lazyasses if you want to know what.

Gay doesn't mean homosexual. It means happy. GOT IT? :flutterrage:

Butyoucanthinkofitashomosexualbecausethewholedamnlotofyouthinkfeminineguysequalgay.

First NSFW grimdark (?) story... o.o