Chapters “The scholar does not consider gold and jade to be precious treasures, but loyalty and good faith.”- Confucius
Two Months Ago
Luna was tired again and she was pacing the halls of the Canterlot castle like every night since the Changeling Invasion. With news of a serial killer on the loose in Ponyville and the surrounding area she had a lot to be worried about. She was staring at the Elements thinking back on the good times when something unexpected happened.
The Element of Loyalty broke. That only happened when a Bearer died.
“Guards, Guards get to Ponyville now!”
***
Ponyville: Two Months Ago
“Hey, Fluttershy! Want to try some of my cupcakes?” Pinkie Pie happily bounced towards the yellow pegasus. Everypony in the town knew that Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were an item. There were even rumors that the two were going to be married soon.
“Why, thank you Pinkie. What flavor are they?” Fluttershy asked nicely.
Pinkie got a creepy look on her face that Fluttershy had only seen on Pinkie’s surprise party. “It’s just Rainbow flavored. Nothing special.”
“Well,uh, thank you Pinkie but I...”
“It’s free. I know everypony likes free stuff.”
With those words said Fluttershy couldn’t help herself. She loved sweets almost as much as Pinkie Pie. She devoured all of the cupcakes that Pinkie offered her.
“Pinkie was there something special in those cupcakes?” the yellow mare asked cautiously.
“Just a special ingredient. I am really glad you liked it.” Pinkie Pie giggled happily after bouncing away.
Fluttershy wondered why she hadn’t seen Rainbow Dash in a week.
***
Luna walked to where the last known sighting of Rainbow Dash was.
Sugarcube Corner. Where the Element of Laughter resided.
“Guard, tell me all about Pinkie Pie.”
A Night Guard began to ramble off facts that they had learned about Pinkie. “It is unknown where her family is located. From what we found, her “family” that she described to Twilight Sparkle was made up. Records indicate that the Cakes adopted her when she was ten. Before that she was in the Ponyville Orphanage.”
“What of her mental state. We can’t just accuse her of murder.”
“Yes, Your Highness. She had to go to a Doctor Whooves for psychiatric analysis while in the orphanage. She has multi-personality disorder, shown in what Doctor Whooves called “Pinkamena.” It is unknown what caused this personality, but he suspected the death of her parents could have caused it. Pinkie said the personality liked to torment her with violence, and she was prone to fights.”
“Fights? Sounds like a normal filly to me.”
“No. The last fight she had in the orphanage was with five colts. She won.”
“Ok, so what? She is strong.”
“She is sadistic. From reports from the social workers in the orphanage when they got on the scene, it was a massacre. One of the colts had all four of his legs broken. On another, she found a way to rip out his eyes. It was impossible to salvage the optic nerves. The pony is still completely blind One died from all his ribs breaking. The last two were spared from her anger because the adults got there in time.”
Princess Luna looked worried. “When was this?”
“When she was nine.”
“If she was capable and willing of murder at such a tender age...then she might be the serial-killer that has killed over 50 of our subjects. Was there anything else this Doctor Whooves said?”
“Yes, when he asked if Pinkie enjoyed killing she said yes.”
“What was done to her?”
The Night Guard sighed. “The normal procedure. The Ludovico process. Brainwashing. Therefore, if she is killing ponies, it has worn off.”
“Let us go in.”
***
Pinkie’s Basement
Pinkie was ready for the date with Twilight. They had been dating for months, but Twilight did not know her secret. She killed ponies and put them into cupcakes. The Cakes couldn’t do anything about it. She had thoroughly terrified the kind couple after threatening them about killing them in their sleep.
“Batch is ready. I hope ponies like the flavor of the week. Carrot Top flavor. I wonder if she tastes like carrots?”
Nearby, the carcass of Carrot Top was on a bench. On Pinkie’s walls were the skins of the numerous ponies that she had killed. Trixie, Flim, Flam, and countless others. She even had sewn a coat of skins and wore it while killing ponies.
A knock came from the top of the stairs.
“Now if that’s the Cakes wondering how long I’ll be, I’ll just have to provide them with a party they won’t soon forget.”
She trotted up the stairs and began to open the door before it was bucked in which caused her to fall backwards down the stairs. The was a crunch as her back leg snapped from her fall.
“Princess, she’s down here...oh sweet Faust.” a night guard Pinkie never saw in her life said while walking down her stairs.
“We found her.”
***
One Month Ago
The trial of Pinkie “Pinkamena” Diane Pie had found her guilty of 50 counts of murder. The mare had laughed while telling Fluttershy that she had eaten her own girlfriend’s body. Fluttershy was horrified and ran out of the courtroom to throw up in the bushes. In the first time in 100 years, the death penalty was doled out as punishment.
The door opened and Pinkie looked up.
“Celestia, you want to kill me yourself.”
“Yes, any last words?”
“Just that my death is only the beginning, my Pinkie Sense says that our happy utopia will go to hell.”
Celestia’s magic shot out of her horn and hit Pinkie in the heart.
“That’s is not going to happen, not on my watch.”
In the chamber of the Elements another one shattered.
Equestria was in for a world of hurt. There were going to be beautiful days in Equestria for that was the norm, but what about the ties that bind? This was the death of loyalty.
“One kind word can warm three winter months.”- Japanese Proverb
One month after the deaths of both Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash the bonds between ponies began to be noticeably strained.
Ponyville: Present Day
Fluttershy limply walked past the buildings of Ponyville. She could barely look at the ponies that she passed. They still whispered about the trial and the words of Pinkie. Nobody had kind words to say to her.
“There’s Fluttershy, remember what the murderer said? She baked Rainbow Dash into cupcakes and fed her to that poor mare.”
“Don’t stare at her, I heard that her Stare can kill ponies.”
“Move out of my way, you peacenik. If you and your friends stopped Pinkie my husband would still be alive.”
“That would be twenty bits lady. I need the money.”
“You and your friends are fillyfoolers, why don’t your kind die?”
These and other sayings the last month had weakened her sanity. She hid herself away in her treehouse to stay away from the paparazzi that tried to get her to talk in interviews. She hadn’t seen her friends since the trial. From what she heard around the town, Applejack was drowning her sorrows in alcohol, Rarity became a worse workaholic, and Twilight disavowed her own teacher and was no longer Princess Celestia’s student.
It was a beautiful day in Equestria. Yet why did she feel like there was something inside of her that wanted let out?
She did not see the cart heading towards her until it hit her. There was just one thought in her head. “Maybe now I can be with Rainbow Dash again.”
Ponyville General Hospital
“She’s waking up.”
Fluttershy woke up. Her head was killing her and as she looked around she realized where she was. The hospital, the place where Rainbow Dash always ended up after one of her falls.
The sounds of the air conditioner began to annoy her after a few minutes. She decided to hit the call button on her bed.
Nurse Redheart quickly came to the bedside. “What hurts Fluttershy?”
“What happened?”
“You were hit by Big Macintosh while he was running back to Sweet Apple Acres to check on Applejack. He tried to swerve out of your way, but to no avail. From magic scans, we discovered that the impact has given you a concussion, but luckily other than that nothing seems to be wrong with you.”
“Thank you, just wanted you to turn off the air conditioner. I feel cold.”
“No problem, press the button if you need anything else.” Nurse Redheart said before trotting out of the room.
Fluttershy tried to fall asleep but was quickly shook awake by a certain blue pegasus.
“Rainbow Dash? I must be dreaming. Pinkie killed you.”
The blue mare laughed. “No silly, you are dreaming. All of this is a dream. To wake up, you just have to spread a little kindness the harsh way.”
Fluttershy was nervous, Rainbow Dash never spoke in riddles. “What do you mean?”
Rainbow Dash stared coldly out at the small village of Ponyville. “You just have to learn how to be as assertive as possible, no matter what the cost. Show this dream world that you won’t play by its rules anymore. The world is a gem just waiting to be used. Beauty is nothing under the hoof of the misguided leaders and their lapdogs. You can be an avenging angel.”
“Rainbow, why are you speaking so strangely?”
Rainbow Dash turned around and her face was missing its skin. Where her eyes used to be was just empty eye sockets. Her remains of a face grinned. “Death, does that to ya, Fluts. Alas, poor Rainbow I knew her well and all that rubbish. I will tell you nicely, you have to pick up the mantle of hate and kill the ponies that have wronged you.”
“No, no, no. This is wrong. That isn’t my nature at all!” Fluttershy began to yell at the top of her lungs.
“Really, Fluttershy? Rainbow Dash was the one who always protected you, now you can’t hide behind her anymore. Not that you ever did that well anyway. Don’t you remember the feelings of hatred you felt towards the bullies in Flight School? How they teased you about you lack of flying skills? What about your parents who threw you out because you liked fillies? What about the freedom you felt after the assertiveness seminar? How about your treatment of animals, you scare them into obeying you. I know all these things because I am a part of you, your deepest fears and your burning hatred to the ponies about you. You have given everything to the ponies around you, but have never been shown true kindness.” Rainbow Dash stared directly at Fluttershy and kissed her on the lips.
“That’s for you being such a good listener. We will be in touch.”
Fluttershy began to scream and did not stop until the nurses rushed in to calm down the incoherent mare.
Applejack: Honesty is the Best Policy
“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.”- Sigmund Freud
Applejack head hurt. It was normal for her to now wake up with a hangover and not remember what happened the day before. Her family knew now to stay away from her while she was drunk. The last time they tried to stop her, Applebloom was thrown across the room and now had a limp in her right leg because of it.
It wasn’t her fault. She was trying to forget the deaths of her friends.
Her day started now with her stumbling out of bed and almost breaking her mirror.
“Applebloom? Ya up yet?”
Applebloom limped in her sister’s room. Her eyes showed that she had lost her childlike innocence in the month since the killer came to light. “What do you want?”
“Just to see how y’all are.”
“Funny how ya ask now. When this happened,” she waved her leg weakly. “you sure as hell didn't ask how I was when you threw me across the room.”
“Well, you see, I was drunk.”
Applebloom laughed coldly. “You’ve been drunk for the last month. Everypony in town knows it.”
Applejack was worried. She sure didn’t remember the last month. But, wasn’t she supposed to forget the deaths of her friends? It hurt too much to think about the pain that accompanied the memories. She had always been a mare that used liquor to forget her problems. The deaths of her parents, Discord, the wedding, Flim and Flam almost taking the farm, her own failure as a rodeo pony.
These events had made her dependent on the stuff.
“Oh Celestia, what am I?” Applejack sobbed, finally she realized that she had a problem.
Granny Smith yelled from the downstairs. “Yer an alcoholic, AJ.”
She decided that tomorrow she was going to apologize to her family for her behavior. Today was just the beginning of her work. “All right. I’m gonna go help Big Mac with the farm once again.”
It was just another day in Equestria.
***
“Sorry AJ, ya can’t help.” Big Mac said straight to her face. Now that Cheerilee and him were going steady, he was actually using full sentences.
“Why? Ah’ve been working on this farm for years! Why can’t ah help y’all?” Applejack said furiously.
“Well, since you hurt Applebloom we’ve all been kinda talking about what to do with you. We’ve decided that we won’t kick you out, but you need a new job.”
“What? I have no real skills but farming.”
Big Mac rubbed his head to both come up with an idea and stop a migraine from forming. “I heard there’s an opening in the police force. Try there first.”
Applejack walked away slowly looking longingly back at her home. “Ah guess not everything can be the same anymore.”
***
Applejack looked up at the sign. The name was familiar to her. It couldn’t be.
“What in tarnation? Inkie and Blinkie Pie: Private Investigators?”
Applejack was worried, if Pinkie’s sisters were like her...it would be dangerous. She walked and was surprised. They were normal. They didn’t attack her with parties or sweets or anything. They just sat there.
“Hello, ah’m Applejack and ah heard ya girls have a job opening.”
A light gray mare with a dark grey mane spoke up first. “Hello, I am Inkie Pie and my sister over there,” A mare with a grey coat and a light gray mane waved to Applejack. “Is Blinkie Pie.”
“Well, nice to meet y’all. I never heard Pinkie had sisters. She never told us about you girls. Well, maybe my sister said something about it. Hmm?” Applejack was lost in her own thoughts until Inkie cleared her throat.
“Uh, yeah we don’t like talking about our sister. We all got separated when our parents died from a robbery. We were all put into the orphanage. Us two were picked up first because we were normal. Our sister, on the other hand, nobody wanted because she was too hyperactive.”
“That’s just Pinkie.”
“Yes, it was. But we feared that her personality would change because of the trauma. She always was a emotional filly. And then this happened.”
Pinkie’s sisters looked sadly down at the floor. Applejack did the only thing she thought was appropriate, she hugged the sad ponies.
“That’s all in the past. There is nothing you gals can do to change it. You have to move on and pick yourself up and continue living. That’s what she would have wanted you to do. Remember her as you have, a happy filly that always wanted people to smile. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“Thanks Applejack. We needed that.” The two mares said together.
“No problem, now who wants some coffee and talk about my new position in the police.”
“Uh, there are no police in Ponyville, just us. The city never thought it’s idyllic peace would be broken. Therefore, they never needed one. Now with the increase in crime for no apparent reason, they hired us to control it.”
Applejack was dumbfounded. “Wait, so just you two have been the police force? We need to make an official force! What do we do if something bad happens again? Let’s go talk to Mayor Mare about this.”
Applejack dragged the mares out of the building and began heading towards Town Hall.
One Hour Later
Applejack was ecstatic. With the help of Inkie and Blinkie, they had shown Mayor Mare that the town needed an actual police force. Finally after a long meeting she agreed to send money and recruits to the Private Investigators, no the police force.
Applejack was now the sergeant of the police. Inkie, because of her age, was the captain and Blinkie was the lieutenant. Not bad for a day on the job. If only she had done this sooner, she felt great.
No longer was Applejack a farmer, she was of a select few. She was the law and she was ready to protect the town at whatever the cost.
She just had one rule: Honesty is the best policy or else I force it out of you.
“He who wishes to secure the good of others, has already secured his own.”- Confucius
Rarity stood in front of her mannequins attempting to relight the spark of creativity that was so hard to find now. Her Boutique looked worse for wear with all her creations all in a heap. If it was a month ago, she would have scolded herself on keeping such a unkempt shop open for business. But, that was a month ago...before that.
She had started using sleeping pills to keep the nightmares away. She had always had issues sleeping because of her work, but only recently had there been dreams that came with it. Dreams of Ponyville drowning in blood.
“Oh Rarity, how I wish things were like before. So simple, so happy, so believable. Now I don’t know what to do.” the white unicorn moaned while staring at her dresses. Even the dresses had stopped giving her joy and now it just felt like work, not her dream. Her dream, her reality had changed after the trial.
“Poor Fluttershy, I hope she’s doing well. The poor dear has already suffered enough.”
Just then Sweetie Belle ran in. “Rarity! You won’t believe what happened!” Sweetie panted. She had run all the way to the shop just to tell Rarity the bad news.
“What? Did something happen to your friends?”
“No, Fluttershy was ran over by Big Mac and she’s in the hospital!.”
Rarity felt herself grow faint and hit the floor. She felt Sweetie Belle rush to her side and, at some point, felt water splash onto her face. She was shocked awake and the first thing she saw was the face of her sister holding a bucket.
“Rarity, we are going to be late and I want to see if Bloom will be there. It has been boring without her and Scoots has been not the most fun to hang out with. So allon-z!” Rarity had to wonder where her sister had learned that saying. She had been with Doctor Whooves a lot lately and when she came home she was usually unresponsive. Must be puberty. Rarity sighed, soon they would have to need that talk.
Rarity was soon drawn out of her reverie because they had arrived at the hospital and she trotted quickly and asked where Fluttershy’s room was.
“Room 14, be careful she had a fit earlier and was yelling about Rainbow Dash, but we gave her sedatives and believe it to be stress related. We are going to release her tomorrow because we already have done the best we can for her.” Nurse Redheart sighed.
Rarity was worried for the yellow pegasus. She had missed her last couple spa dates. It was understandable because of the circumstances, but Rarity missed the fun times with her quiet friend.
She was surprised to see Twilight already at Fluttershy’s side with her nose in a book.
“Hi, how is she?”
“Fine I guess. I may be a doctor of Magical Theory, but I am not a medical doctor. I have no idea about her mental health and the Magic Code forbids me from reading her mind.”
“Ok, how have you been?”
“Told off my teacher, no longer her personal student, the Elements are useless without a third of my friends. Just great. Why do you ask?” Twilight glared at the white unicorn.
“Just wondering, my dear, with all the things that happened lately how you were. Usually by now you would be worrying about the smallest things.”
“Thanks for bringing that up. Like I haven’t forgotten.” Twilight’s mind remembered the Smarty Pants Incident and realized that Big Mac had run off with it. “Oh, so that’s where it has been. I don’t need it any more. He can keep it.”
When Twilight snapped out of it, she discovered a note from Rarity.
Twilight,
I hope you will be okay, its been very difficult to get you to say more than a couple sentences now. Sorry I had to leave quickly, my sister was wanting to go to Sweet Apple Acres so I let her and I have to get back to my shop.
Your Friend,
Rarity
Rarity rushed back to her Boutique, not because she had work to do but because she felt there was something big happening. Something she wanted to stop as soon as possible.
She felt the premonitions in the hospital, she knew it had to be because of Twilight. It couldn’t be Fluttershy, she was too nice and could never hurt a fly. Just in case, she would have to spy on the both of them.
She had to or else something would happen to everypony.
Her motives were clear: protect the community in secret.
“Well I guess Mare-Do-Well has a purpose again.”
Outside the shop, the scheduled rain fell ever onward towards the ground.
“A good friend is a connection to life, a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.”- Lois Wyse
Ponyville Hospital- Evening
Twilight looked down at the yellow pegasus sleeping nervously beneath the sheets of her bed. She thought how both of them lost people they had cared for: Pinkie Pie for her, Rainbow Dash for Fluttershy. Twilight was actually worried for the yellow mare for she had not seen her since the trial.
Fluttershy began to stir which surprised Twilight since she was under extreme sedation. She began to walk toward her to hold her down and calm her. But, she paused because he heard Fluttershy moan something she had never heard her say. In the future, she realized that she could have stopped the bloodbath that had begun...but was too late to stop.
“The streets will run with blood. Everypony will see me and my bride falling in love. Rainbow Dash, why do you want me to die? What you are asking will cause everything about me to change. I don’t like change. Ok, for you I will. The Princesses will not know what hit their pretty little country.” Fluttershy began to chuckle evilly in her sleep.
Twilight was worried about what Fluttershy was saying. Any words like this could be treason, everypony in Equestria loved the Princesses...they were supposed to. The only way to protect Fluttershy was to do one thing- say constantly that it was the drugs that caused her friend to act crazy.
It was easier to say then the next alternative. The kind mare had changed and it wasn’t a good. change.
That night was the beginning of a test to see how much Twilight could deny reality. She had always been very good at denial- the parasprites and the Smarty Pants Incident. The Incident was still so terrifying to some ponies, Big Mac especially, that even now the Want It, Need It Spell was banned inside Ponyville city limits.
***
Later That Night- Ponyville Library
“Spike, Spike? Have you seen Pony Psychology: A Study of Mental Phenomena ?”
Twilight was sitting in a pile of books almost the height of herself and flinging books everywhere. She had started her search after the trip to see Fluttershy. She had not forgot the words her friend had said in her sleep and was now trying to make sense of the craziness that had happened since the trial.
Spike tiredly walked down the stairs. “What, Twilight? I was having such a good dream and you had to wake me up.”
Spike’s eyes finally focused and he scanned the room while being shocked at the widespread disorder of the room.
“Uh, Twilight, I think you should get some rest. Whatever you are researching can wait for at least a day. Don’t have me hit you over the head again, just go to bed.”
“Spike! Don’t even mention sleep. I am too close to a breakthrough in how a nice, normal pony like Fluttershy, for example, can exhibit crazy tendencies and talk in her sleep about crazy things! I need to find out right now.”
Twilight continued her rampage throughout the library until a large chunk of wood smacked her upside the head. The purple mare was knocked unconscious. Spike dropped the wood and stepped over her body in his search for a certain dream he had. He began to mumble about the memory that was the basis of his dream. It was one afternoon in the CMC’s treehouse, one with only Scootaloo and Applebloom present.
“Why did Applebloom and Scootaloo have to be so forceful at playtime? I know I’m a dragon and all- but chains and taking turns having their way with me Not that I minded of course. Twilight did always say to make friends near my own age and from what I could figure out I got more action that one time then Twilight ever has.”
Spike sighed and trudged up the stairs completely ready for his fantasy to begin again.
***
Next Morning
Around the time Twilight Sparkle was pulling herself off her floor one yellow mare was being checked out of the hospital. She was ready to begin the work Rainbow Dash had told her to do.
“Fluttershy, are you okay?” Nurse Redheart asked the mare.
Fluttershy snapped back to reality and quickly answered the nurse. “Yes, totally fine. I just was thinking of what I would do once I got home. I bet my animals have missed me.”
“Yes I bet they have. Are you ready to leave? As a warning, some serious concussions have been known to change a pony’s mood without warning. If there are any worries about something like that, please come back.”
Fluttershy just smiled. “I know and I most definitely will look for any changes in my mood.” Yeah right, I have a mission to complete, you bitch. I most definitely won’t tell you about it and the next time you see me I’ll be the one asking questions like ‘How do you like dying?’ Have a nice rest of your life...You’ll need it.
Fluttershy left the stifling confines of the hospital ready to cause as much havoc as possible.
Hello Ponyville, this is new Fluttershy speaking and I am ready to get down to business.
Sweetie Belle: Innocence Lost
“Love me two times baby, love me twice today. Love me two times girl, I’m goin’ away. Love me two times girl, one for tomorrow, one just for today. Love me two times I’m going away” The Doors
Ponyville had gone back to normal after Fluttershy’s accident, but all was not well. Under the perfect image of happiness lay a seedy underground of corruption and debauchery. The nicest of ponies can turn rotten once in a position that gives them satisfaction. This is one of the stories of such an event.
This is Doctor Whooves.
***
The stallion came out of nowhere one day with a decree of Princess Celestia’s. It said that he was a reputable business pony and that a building should be given to him to perform his practice. Since it was Ponyville, the citizens welcomed him with open arms. He set up shop as a psychiatrist and began treating ponies. Sometimes he also took an assistant to help him with his work.
This was how Doctor Whooves began his fall. It was a filly by the name of Sweetie Belle.
***
She began helping him after the Changelings attacked because of the increased workload that such an attack of terror can cause. She started seeing him because of it, but soon realized that he desperately needed help. So in exchange for her work he let her have sessions for free and he thought nothing of it. That’s when everything began to go wrong.
Sweetie Belle began seeing Doctor Whooves in a new light. She noticed how handsome he was and how Derpy never seemed to loved him for the stallion he was. Plus all his stories of him saving the universe, even if she didn’t believe him, made him an interesting pony to talk to.
She began to set her plan in motion. She had heard Rarity whisper of what two ponies did when they wanted to show each other affection and last Hearts and Hooves Day she wanted to see it in action, but the love poison was thwarted by time. She had learned her lesson: she would use her own abilities to seduce him.
Well, for the most part.
***
Sweetie, in her quest for the Doctor, went to Twilight’s library to find relationship advice. What she found was much better.
When she was in a corner of the library that was barely ever used, the section on sexual help, she bumped into a panel that opened a previously hidden area. She cleared the cobwebs and discovered a book that had no library card in it. So she did what any desperate pony would do. She put the book in her saddlebags and ran out of the library.
She finally read the cover when she got back to the CMC’s clubhouse.
“Spells to Change Your Age and Appearance: A Guide of Ways for Others to Find You Attractive, Second Edition by First Sight, Apprentice to Clover the Clever, Apprentice of Starswirl the Bearded.”
Sweetie Belle took a while to realize that this would definitely help her in her conquest.
“Okay, Chapter One- Sexual Attraction and You! Hello, Dear Reader on your search for a better body for your special somepony! I shall show you spells for your heart’s desires... be it good or bad. If I have your attention now read on! In this Second Edition, I have updated information on my spells that had undesirable effects like giving the caster two heads or giving your nethers a chance to speak, oh boy were those crazy!”
Sweetie Belle paused at the sentence because it was so mind destroying. Finally, after bleaching her brain of the offending sentence, she continued reading.
“Other additions are a discussion and diagrams on the Pony Sutra, pegasi mating ritual and meanings of wing gestures, a description on ancient creation legends of the zebras, barbaric rituals of the gryphons, a compendium of changeling magic, the reason earth ponies use pheromones, and a theory on how the princesses were created.”
Sweetie Belle continued reading the book like a parasprite, completely putting the book to memory and taking notes where she believed further study would be needed. After a good few hours she tiptoed out of Twilight’s library with a new purpose: she was going to bed the Doctor with a spell from Chapter 13- What Everypony Knows About Sex But is Too Stupid To Share.
A spell so useful...a puberty enhancement spell combined with a spell to control the Doctor’s mind and to age her body. She just didn’t read the warning: Do not use on foals. Side effects include but not limited to- pregnancy, sex addiction, nausea, weight gain, wings, dark magical powers etc. If symptoms persist call these options: a sex hotline, a doctor, an exorcist, or the Bearers of the Elements of Harmony depending on the symptoms.
Sweetie Belle happily trotted to the Doctor’s office.
***
The Doctor whistled happily to the door. He was taking a break because there were no threats to Equestria, the time stream, or alternate universes. He missed being with his Equestrian assistant, that mail-mare, but he found a nicer foal to help with his business. He gingerly opened the door and was surprised to find his new assistant on the other side.
“Why, hello there Sweetie Belle. Are you going to tell me joyous stories about your little posse that, uh Crusading Crew of Cootie Marks?”
“Doctor, it’s the ‘Cutie Mark Crusaders’ and no I seem to have a problem with my family, can we talk about it.”
“Sure, sure as long as it’s nothing too timey-wimey. I’m still trying to get some of that last story out of my head, tell me how did you find the daleks and cyberponies and get captured by the Master?”
“I really don’t know. My friends and I just touched a meteor in the Everfree Forest and we were transported into another dimension where we were humans. I think I saw a person that sounded exactly like you.”
The Doctor winced. So that’s the three little kids I saved before coming here, just my luck. “I get that alot, well let’s just walk into my office.
Perfect. Sweetie Belle thought before changing her horn with magic.
***
(Absolutely terrible clop inbound)
The Doctor turned around just in time to see the little filly shoot a bolt of Changeling magic straight at him, he attempted to dodge but was too slow. His mind began to blur out the images and he could only hear what was happening.
Sweetie Belle rejoiced her use of the spell and looked at the controlled stallion. She began her next spell and waited for the results.
Sweetie Belle felt her legs lengthen into a older length and her mane became a longer version of hers, but with an added curl similar to her sister mane but with more of a poofy side lik Pinkie’s.
She felt her body quickly go through the puberty of what her sister called ‘the change’ and she was loving every minute of it. She began to have more lustful thoughts of the Doctor and from what she read a day ago she was almost screaming at the thought of her and the doctor together doing the positions in the Pony Sutra. She was getting wet just thinking about it.
She began to walked towards the Doctor like a predator waiting to strike. She realized that she would have to name this new side of her. Slutty Bell? No, too bad of a name. Mockingbird. Nicer, needs a touch more me. Ah! Songbird, Nice, all the sexy without the blatant overtones of the act of sex slapping you in the face.
“Come here, Doctor, your Songbird needs some medical attention.” She slid up close to the pony and began rubbing her flank on his face and realized that she enjoyed this alot. “Oh Doctor, look at what you’ve made me do. I feel like I need to be punished. Maybe if you just used your ‘surgical tool’ on me I would be a good little nurse.”
Sweetie Belle’s new personality terrified the Doctor and he realized why he never stayed too long with a companion...women of any race were some crazy, crazy bitches. And he always seemed to pick up the lonely, needy bitches as well. Oh, crap, she just touched my face and is now sliding downward towards my member. The Doctor’s brain after this incident, if there weren’t mind-altering drugs already in Equestria, would have needed a lot of brain bleach.
Songbird was ready for the final act. She positioned herself right on top of the Doctor’s large member and rammed it on home. “Oh, Doctor! That’s the spot, your ‘curing’ me of my disease.” Sweetie Belle continued raping the Doctor until he was spent of all his juices.
“Doctor, you ar going to see me again and next time I hope you’ll like it as much as I do.”
She left his office.
(Now it's over)
The Doctor woke up an hour later with a broken pelvis and when he tried to move all the memories rushed back and he realized what Sweetie Belle had done. He also realized how futile running to the police was, she could just say that he raped her and he would never see the light of day again.
“Oh Celestia, what do I do?”
Nearby a happy filly with a purple and pink poofy mane congratulated herself about her conquest. “ I liked it and I will continue my fun. Should I show the other Crusaders the fun of sex...yep.” Sweetie Belle happily giggled as she bounced to the clubhouse.
The CMC: Chance for a Cutiemark
“You don't know who is important to you until you actually lose them.” - Mahatma Gandhi
While Sweetie Belle continued on her way of sex-filled misadventures as Songbird what were the other Crusaders doing? They were doing what any sad pony would do after the death of their idol and pseudo-sister.
Anything that kept them from realizing what they were hiding.
Pain, lots and lots of emotional pain.
***
“Scootaloo? Ya here? I got the things you wanted.”
Applebloom limped into the clubhouse carefully maintaining her balance on three good legs and one bad one. The sound of her legs walking out of sync reverberated throughout the quiet and mainly empty treehouse. Since a week ago, Applebloom hadn’t seen Sweetie Belle and after Applebloom walked in on Scootaloo when she went in the clubhouse in the middle of the night, she discovered that the orange filly slept in the clubhouse.
Actually when she thought about it she wondered why she hadn’t figured it out sooner.
“Yeah, Bloom, I’m over here. I am really glad you're here right now. “
“No problem, with how long you and Ah have known each other we are practically family.”
Scootaloo smiled a bit at this statement which compared to her last month or so, was a nice change.
“Yeah, thanks Bloom. Gimme the package. I...mean if ya want to, after all...”
Apple Bloom got a package out of her saddlebags. “Yeah, yeah here ya go.”
Scootaloo deftly caught it on her back and opened it by pulling on the strings keeping it together. Once it was opened it revealed its contents: a picture of Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash in Cloudsdale, both much younger than they were while in Ponyville and letters from Scootaloo.
“What’s the meaning of all this Scootaloo?”
Scootaloo took a long while to answer and when she did it was a whisper so quiet it would have Fluttershy’s whisper at a run for its money.
“She was my sister and most of all my surrogate mother.”
***
Years Ago
“Where you goin’ big sis?” a small Scootaloo asked with tears in her eyes.
“Well. I applied for a job in Ponyville and I have to go, squirt. I’ll come back soon. Take care of mom and dad in my place, okay, Scoots?”
The sad filly stared up at her prismatic sister and wiped a hoof in order to wipe away her tears. “Okay, I guess. But at least write to me about Ponyville and fun things you did.”
“You bet, and you know this is just gonna be a temporary thing. Remember what I told you, I want to be a Wonderbolt and won’t stop until I get in. Then you can say you are related to the most awesome Wonderbolt of all. Remember that, squirt.”
Rainbow Dash waved one last time and flew off into the distance. Her rainbow trail faded quickly after her in the direction towards Ponyville.
***
“What happened, Scoots? Ya sounded like you had lived with your parents and therefore had no reason to come to Ponyville?” Applebloom asked with fear in her voice.
“They up and died before I could fly. Normally pegasi can fly almost upon their first birthday but I couldn’t because my wings muscles were too weak to lift me off the ground for more than a few minutes. Lucky that I got pegasi magic ‘cause I can at least walk on clouds. If I didn’t have wings, you could almost call me an earth pony without the cool magic of yours.”
“Oh, right. That. Well,uh, how did they die?”
“Bad storm caused a lot of damage and they were in the middle of it and they were crushed by a boulder that was loosened from the rain. They were killed on impact. I was sent here.”
“Why weren’t you living with Rainbow Dash anyway? She was your sister, and you sounded like you guys were close.”
Scootaloo sighed. “I know, but time changes things and Dash didn’t want to drag around her sister everywhere. I had to lie to keep Dash off my trail of sleeping here. She really wanted to teach me to fly and was even beginning to until...”
Scootaloo began sobbing after realizing that she finally missed Rainbow Dash. Applebloom did the first thing she could think of. Hug her.
“It’s okay Scootaloo. Ya know what? Tonight we’re gonna have the best sleepover ever. We can do all those things that AJ told me about when she, Rarity and Twilight had that slumber parties-”
Both ponies heard a thump when the trap door to the clubhouse was opened. In the corner stood Spike in the corner. His face was a mix of worry and anger.
“Scootaloo, Applebloom do you guys know how long I’ve been trying to find you? Everypony’s been looking for Sweetie Belle. Have you guys seen her?”
“Nope, by the way Spike, have you ever been told on how good you look?”
Spike became flustered at that comment. “N-nope. Not at all. Nuh uh. No way. Not going to get into this.” He attempted to run but was soon caught bty the longer legged fillies.
“Oh, come on man. We just want to show appreciation for being such a good sport, remember our last game for our cutie marks? Who didn’t tell the adults about the fun we had.”
Spike answered nervously. “I did?”
Both fillies grinned. Applebloom inched closer to the dragon and began to breathe quickly. Scootaloo also began to act the same way as her friend.
“What are you guys doing?”
“Ah think this dragon here doesn’t understand the act of mating. Right Scoots?”
“I believe you’re right. Let’s teach him!”
The two fillies squeed in delight and began to yell for dramatic effect. “Cutie Mark Crusaders Sex Ed Teachers!”
Spike began to scream in both pain and pleasure. Most of what what was said by the little purple dragon was along the lines of “I need an adult!”
Ten Hours Later
Spike limped out of the Crusader’s Clubhouse a changed dragon. Never again would he think the Crusaders were child-like and as Big Mac stated so bluntly in manly heart to hearts with the dragon he now had two fillies to do with as he pleased.
The reward was well worth the hassle. Forget about finding Sweetie Belle, he just scored more then Twilight ever would in her life.
He saw one familiar looking mare on his walk back to the library though...
Must have been my imagination but I swear that pony looks like an older version of Sweetie Belle, must be the hormones. She’s about twelve years old. You know what they say aboout mares and colts of that age. They are very curious.
Spike whistled happily as Songbird transformed back into Sweetie Belle. She wondered what a threesome would be like.
In the clubhouse, two fillies were quickly cleaning up their mess from last night.
