A Cupcake Laced Diamond [GRAPHIC]

"Wake up." I smirk. She hadn't woken up yet. Just more fun for me.

"I won't tell you again, wake up." Immediately, I pull the scalpel from the cart my dear Pirouette pulled out for me. She was always sweet with that. Whorse lacked common sense enough to see how brilliant she was. I traced her leg before I giggled, the scalpel digging into her as I traced. "This won't hurt for long, Dee. Oh, I kid." I pried open the traced skin fast. Diamond Tiara let out a cough and scream, one as loud as Teeter Totter's was. Looks like this'll be more fun than I expected.

"I told you to wake up, didn't I?" She lets out a muffled cry and plea. I roll my eyes. "You can't see me can you?" I sniffed the air around her for a moment. She wet herself, I wouldn't have guessed it with the way she made fun Scatenata for wetting herself from the children. Guess she really is a hypocrite, now isn't she?

"Mmmph!" She tried answering me. I started again after pressing the wound down. We can't have our guest die before Pirouette comes back. That won't make either party happy. I press the wound and started again to unzip her before coming across the predicament: Her horseshoes aren't making it easy. Should I yank them off right now or have Pirouette do that? She might know more on that. With that final, I started on the other side and peeled of. Where are those pins? I frown as I searched, ignoring her cries again. For what she's done in the past, you'd think she would hold her own right now. She's wallowing like an idiot!

"Quiet!" I hushed her before she started again after I zipped up, the scalpel going higher up her leg than before. Again, I pull it apart. I felt a frown tugging at the corners of my mouth before I look over towards the cart again. I still hadn't pinned the flaps yet and I can't have her flailing just yet. I bent down, pausing over one large object. Pirouette reserved it for Scatenata when she wanted her to move a certain way or stand a certain way through insertion as punishment. Though, secretly, I notice that she gets aroused by it, so much so that she has made Scatenata do so too, through force of course. I wonder what it'll be used for now after those things come from her. It was stickier than I remember it with a little more blood staining it like it had been used earlier. When did she even manage to do that with Scatenata again to cause this? I shrug this off, yet Pirouette's annoyed words still lingered from last time I used it. She's picky over who gets it done on apparently after THAT time. She won't enjoy my use of it towards Dee, I'm going to get yelled at for the usage. Still, I thrust the object inside Diamond. Clearly, she was lying about her affair with Scatenata before her abduction. She was never marked yet, she was too tight. I pushed it further before removing it from her. Pirouette will never know I used it. I'll clean it before she returns.

"Maybe I should play with her first as punishment," Pirouette always urges me to. She won't be here long to tell, and Pirouette won't hound me for questions. I won't let her know this either, the satisfaction of showing Pirouette I had played with a soon to be puppet isn't my goal. I removed my pink cover-Check Mate was the material. She must have loved that filly.

"I told you to quiet, didn't I? Too bad, now you'll face the punishment." I forced my hoof in her, pushing forward before removing it to get a lick. She must be loving this, her cries were showing such. I lowered myself to get in to taste more before she bucked, bringing more. She was cherry flavored, I always had a thing for cherries.I licked her sides, tasting the goop before removing myself from her. I glanced at her face, she was crying harshly now as she was biting back her screams. Still, she tasted pretty good, better than expected. I licked my hoof for a moment, savoring the flavor. I wonder what Sweetie Belle would taste like. Would she be sweet as her personality? Or something like Diamond's cherry flavor? I felt my cheeks flush. I was standing up on my hind legs while dealing with the mare on the table, making my wet day dreams worse.She would be tender and sweet, something savory like the chocolate strawberry shortcakes at Sugar Cube Corner. I closed my eyes for a moment-I can only imagine Sweetie on top of me, rubbing against me almost perfectly. I can imagine her screaming as I---I cough as I shake my head.Not right now, Sweetie's going to be here anyway.

"You'll be much sweeter than any chocolate!" I blurt out, ignoring my logical side. Diamond let out a squeak, hearing it. I felt my legs dripping, wet from these day dreams. It was so pleasant, so much so. Double dipping into the cherries, I tried again, this time, I reaped more. I kept licking, pleased with my findings. I paused before the dripping became worse. Can I get on top? No, I don't need to become a Pirouette! No! I'm not doing more than I need to. Sweetie Belle's form came to mind again, regressing my progress. I debate with myself whether she would get a cutie mark in arousal. She would work well in that element. I close my legs trying to block the pleasure, forcing myself to end my charade with Diamond to end this immediately. I don't need to waste my time with fantasies, Diamond needs to be worked on. As painful as that was, I ended my trance to take the object to wash.I sniffed it once. What does it taste like? If Diamond tastes like cherries...I lick it then sucked it, tasting it in my mouth for a good few minutes before I reached the sink, having no other ways to carry it. Cherry flavored. It was heavenly when mixed with the rust that accompanied Diamond's blood. Then there was an odd flavor lumped in, intermingling with the cherry. Oranges? I gave it a taste before putting it in the water. Similar tasting to the Florentine bars with candied Orange and Cherries that Sweetie Drops carries in her shoppe. Scatenata must taste like oranges. I wash it, regret piling up in my stomach. It tasted good, it sucks to part it.

When that was over, I easily slink the object back where it belonged and pulled my hoodie back on. The hoodie's 'stitched' mane fell on mine, covering my real mane. My body became completely engulfed in the hoodie like item, covering my silver fur fully. My ears perked, pink ears coating my own. Perfect. Pulling up the cart, I carefully gripped the scalpel. She She wouldn't have most of her beautiful fur, it'll be used in the puppet making, but enough to almost fully make another mask from leftovers. I look back at the carcass that used to be a lawyer that laid alone in the corner. Her orange fur that was left was already mended into the rest of the mask and more. Double layers always protect better. I wish Pirouette didn't use her cutie mark, that would have been a pretty add on.

"Don't look at me like that!" I scolded at her, she whimpered like a kicked puppy. "Demi will do much more, I ensure you that." I pinned the flaps I didn't before I started with the other side again, pulling the scalpel upward to her midsection more for the other leg. I continued the process for her arms until I reached her midsection. The midsection is always the best. She's very bloody, rust was a constant smell illuminating from her form. Being skinned alive did that to a pony.

"I see that you've made progress." I smile tugs at me. Looks like Pirouette's back from her mission. She sniffed the air once more. DAMN! Forgot to wash up more."Oh, you also got a piece of her, hadn't you?" A smirk was plastered on Pirouette's face before she rubbed my head.

"In a way, yes." She raised her brow at the notion before glancing back at the cart. Her eyes widen from realization.

"You used my bucking--" Pirouette made a face before she soothed herself down, a small smile forming in the end. "You used it on her, hadn't you?" I gave her a small nod.

"Sweetie Belle would have been a better target for it. Though, I don't regret it. She screamed, I quieted her down by force. Her taste made up for being forced to do so." Pirouette paused before trotting over, placing her nuzzle where I placed the large object earlier. She gave a lick before she nods.

"Cherries go great with oranges, don't they not?" She asked before finishing her endeavor. "Like Florentine Bars, my absolute favorite." I chuckle at her before opening up the midsection. She was never one to hold back her filter. Oranges were her favorite out of anything-tasting Scatenata made her addicted to the flavor. I wonder if Check had that same flavor, or maybe she tasted like Strawberries, her second favorite. Either way, obsession is the word to use on her fruit habits.

"How do you suppose we should do the midsection this time?" Pirouette seemed to debate herself before she replied as she rubbed the midsection.

"They would be more useful if done carefully, of course." I hand her the scalpel intrigued. She's very precise with her cuts, it was amazing to watch. (She can be very annoying with her cuts) Pirouette takes her time, in order, removing each organ she comes across. Though, she's very particular about which organs she removes first. Diamond moved up, her eyes rolling up from discomfort as she dug around like a filly with her toy chest.

"Adrenal Glands come first," She giggles. "Course! Why did I forget them first? They are always first. We can't have her having an adrenaline rush, now can we?" She likes alphabetical order, praises it for these activities. I roll my eyes, its not like she can do much. Still, its fascinating how she works for the puppets. She takes the adrenal glands off first, Diamond shrieked at the notion before noticeable tears tickled down her cheeks harder then before.

"She's crying, look~." I cooed at her. "So cute, don't you think, Piro?" She nods as she cuts, removing each perfectly like a master. It was slow-something that made Diamond shriek more, almost throwing off her cuts. When removed,I get to hold them-they spewed a substance, but they were normal. I placed them down in the bucket as Pirouette starts again, moving around organs to get the appendix.

"We can't lose her already," Pirouette said. "Get her propped. She'll be out for a while like this." By this time, Diamond was spewing blood from her mouth as she drooled, consciousness drifting. I snicker before pulling a mask on her to filter. Laughing gas has always been a specialty of mine-the creation and use always precise. Its vital in puppet making-its even why I have my cutie mark.The appendix was removed as the bladder came next, ignoring the lungs. I forced her to pump air to get the effects before grabbing the appendix, placing it gently down. I propped her up and cleaned her before staring at Pirouette's work. It took a while before each organ was removed due to her precise cuts and very detailed work, but they were placed in the correct bins. It was vital work to have them in an accurate manner.

"Looks like the time has drawn near," I look towards Diamond before smiling softly, rubbing her head softly. She wouldn't here me anyway. I bent to her ear to whisper."Good Bye Dee, I was sure you'd be much harder to kill. Looks like I was wrong." I draw back, looking towards the buckets one last time.

"I'll call you when the magic residue has been collected," Pirouette nods before she returns to glance at what used to be a fully put together Diamond Tiara. That's when I leave to prepare designs. I can not wait until she is fully made. Oh, the possibilities. Yet, for now, the designs are all I need. Sorry, Diamond Tiara. I wish there was some other way-but you hadn't done what you were meant to, sadly. I wish I could have kept you longer. You were so useful in many ways, weren't you? You had no emotional ties, however, that I cared to have you alive after that attack.

You never were good enough to cry over even before; why reward you for being as fake as your tiara? I won't ever mourn over your old self being lost. I don't need to; I guess I'm too rough like a diamond to care about you.

Author's Note

Dee is a term they used to give eachother, like Lulu was Apple Bloom's pet name for Scootaloo.

Guess how Silver Spoon got her cutie mark!