The Deaths

    Ruby and Scootaloo raced through the halls of their new home. Pinkamena, Immolate, and Dingo unpacked the last of the supplies.

    "So, who's the next victim?" Ruby asked Scootaloo when they reached their room.

    "Whoever gets pulled next." Scootaloo said, "So that's your real cutie mark? Cool."

    "Yeah, Immolate knows a spell." The two fillies talked. Ruby had never actually talked to a filly her age. It was nice. They shared a room, and a bunk bed. Scootaloo also had a cutie mark, a dagger. Ruby and Scootaloo were friends.

    "So, how'd you guys come together?" Pinkamena asked Immolate.

    "Well, I found Ruby. She'd just killed a pony in rage, earning her cutie mark. She was hiding from the witness. We met Dingo when he tried to kill us." Immolate said.

    "You know how that kid sees you, right?" Pinkamena asked, "As a father." Immolate froze.

    "No, I didn't notice." Immolate said.

    "Don't worry. Scoots and I are like sisters, and we aren't even related."

    Back in their room, Scootaloo and Ruby were talking about cutie marks.

    "Got mine when I used a dagger for the first time, how about you?" Scootaloo asked.

    "Killed a pony." Ruby answered.

    "Cool."

    "I think it's fun." Ruby laid down on her bed.

    "Yeah, it is." Scootaloo said.