An Anthology of Flashfiction

One day Twilight Sparkle woke up and had an amazing realization.  “I am in a flash fic!”

Twilight Sparkle ran to Applejack’s farm.  “Omg Applejack we are in flash fiction!”

“That is totally coolz.”  The two of them ran to Big Macintosh and puffed out their chests and shouted “FLASH!”

“Girls,” he said calmly.  Flash fic isn’t about flashin’ people it’s ‘bout bein’ short.  ‘Sides, Ponies don’t have breasts, and it's not like ya regularly wear clothes,” he said and went back to work.

“Aww” said the girls.  Applejack went home and committed suicide.  Twilight Sparkle was well educated and had an idea.  “I will go to Rarity.”

And that she did.  “Rarity, you are an expert of paper surgery right?”

“Of course my child,” replied Rarity.  “Who else do you think made Michael Jackpony white?”

Rarity went to work and after a couple hours Twilight Sparkle had pony breasts.  “Yay,” shouted Twilight, “now I can flash people!”

Twilight ran up to Discord.  “Yo DUDE check out mah titz.”  Discord could not handle the pony boobs and died.

Pinkie Pie jumped out from behind a bush.  “You killed Discord let’s have a party!”

They went back to Sugarcube Corner to party all night.  After a while all the males noticed Twilight’s amazing breasts and brought in a pole.  Twilight danced around the pole and attracted the attention of the changelings.

“We noticed you’re a amazing at dancing,” Queen Chrysalis said.  “We gonna rape ya!”

“Nooooo!” exclaimed Twilight.  “Rarity undo my surgery.”

“She can’t!” shouted Doctor Whooves who was enjoying the snack bar.  “She died of cancer.”

“NOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

Twilight Sparkle was raped to death.