Therapy Session.

Amber tipped her head back and laughed softly. "So, what's the plan, Sparkie? You gonna tell us what we did to deserve this? Make some tea and pretend we're as civilized as the great Twilicorn? Mm, perhaps you'll hook us up to electric chairs and probe inside our minds until the burning hurts."

"Uh, no. Role call."

"Well let's see. We've got the Wicked Witchie of the West," She motioned to each of the mares as she spoke, "A broken Changeling, a blonde icing spill, an emotional train wreck, aaaaaaaaaand a psychotic cannibal. Not to mention an over-friendly Alicorn Princess who thinks she'll be able to heal anypony. None of us can be fixed, Twilight. There's nothing to fix." Her eyes dilated, and she looked even more insane. "Questions?"

Twilight cleared her throat and checked the ponies and zebra off her list. "Zecora, Lily, Rainbreaker, Shakes 'N Quakes, and Amber. Everypony's here!"

Each mare gave out an unamused groan of agreement. Twilight turned to Zecora. "Tell me, why do you think you're here? You certainly don't belong here."

"I am confused as much as you. I was simply in my hut, preparing a brew. Then I saw a note upon my door, to show up here. I know not what for."

Twilight nodded and turned to Lily. "How about you, miss... Lily? You don't have any problems whatsoever."

"Well, being a Changeling and all, I guess it's because of my appearance that makes people afraid. Since I eat normal pony food though, and I can't change my appearance, I guess it was only my looks that I was outcast."

"Uh-huh. Rainbreaker?"

"I broke a pencil sharpener and took the blade out to try to kill my teacher." She shook her mane angrily. "I'm a ball of rage. I'll kill anything if I have the chance."

".... o-kaaaaaaaay. Shakes 'N Quakes?"

"I-I-I-I-I-I was s-sent here bec-c-cause my th-therapist said to."

"I was asking about your problem."

"Sh-sh-shaking."

"Aha. Amber? Please roll off your resumé for us."

The pumpkin-coloured mare tipped back in her seat and smiled. "Let's see. Daughter of Sombra, so I have indefinite control of crystals. Assassin, Platinum class. That means I can kill anypony I'm hired to, and unlike a First class, I'll be paid for any life taken in the crossfire. I've killed..." She rolled her eyes up to the ceiling as she thought, "Four hundred, seventy-three ponies in my lifetime. I was suicidal going through a phase, and I thoroughly despise Princesses. One last thing? I was only taken out of my life sentence to come here and be "rehabilitated". So that's that."

Everypony in the room was silent. Even Lily quit her endless talking to stare at her in utter shock. Amber simply laughed lowly and took out a fedora hat. She leaned further back in her seat and covered her face in her hat.

"Holy buck." Twilight spoke. Amber snarled at her.

"'Scuse me?"

"Four hundred seventy-three ponies?"

"Two zebras." Zecora looked up, shocked.

"W-Why?"

"I'm in rehabilitation for a reason, b!tch."

Everypony looked even more surprised. This mare really was hateful. Even more than Rainbreaker.

"But..."

"Two hundred and twelve stallions, one hundred ninety-nine mares, sixty-two foals, two zebras."

"....."

"You're a monster with your killing rage! Tell us, when did you start? What age?"

"I was five when I murdered my family." Her eyes gave off a cold hate. "Six when I couldn't stand the innocence anymore. It only took me a few months to master the technique.

"After all," she continued, "it was just too easy. I'd been to a very dangerous school, and bullied a lot. That was practice. Then I got into middle school, and high school, and almost half the school was missing once I left. I was caught in my senior year, but because I'm the daughter of Sombra and killing me would be declaring war on the Crystal Empire, I lived. But I was a prisoner in the Canterlot jail for quite a while. I still killed, and every couple ponies, my cell would be upgraded. Then Celestia heard about this tea party, and now I'm here."