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Rainbow Dash sat alone, rocking back and forth, hugging herself. A painful expression ripped across her face, and she grimaced even harder. Moisture lined her eyes. Sniffling, she pivoted about, looking across the misty horizon surrounding her.

"I... I just don't know where to begin..."

She ran two hooves through her mane, quivering all over.

"It's all so terrible. I mean, the very thought of it..."

With gnashing teeth, she spun to look to her side.

"Me, Twilight?! Doing... such horrible things?! Such... random... terribly uncool things? Why?! Who would even think I would be capable of that?"

Her lips trembled as she covered her face with two shaking hooves.

"I... I-I love you guys... all of you... all of my friends..." Her voice cracked. "I would never, ever hurt you! Not in a million years!"

She fought back a sob as her forelimbs drifted down, clutching at her fuzzy blue tummy.

"Ponies are... are creatures who are made for love... and peace... and harmony. We aren't cut out for cruelty or meanness or nasty stuff. It's just not like us! Anypony who would say we are is a total sicko! I mean it! I... I want nothing of it! I don't even want to entertain the idea!"

She leaned forward, crawled forward, gaped forward with a whimpering mouth.

"I just want you to know... to understand... that the last thing I would ever do is hurt you. Because I love you, Twilight. I love each and every one of you, and I want to remain loyal to you until the day I die! And I will never, ever stop being faithful to everypony I care for!"

With a cold breath, she reached two hooves forward and cupped a pair of lavender cheeks.

"You... you d-do believe me, don't you?" Rainbow Dash asked. She patiently waited for an answer.

Twilight's skull hung in her grasp, half the skin and meat having peeled off. A worm or two sprouted loose from an empty eye-socket, carrying with it dried up blood and brittle brain matter.

Rainbow Dash blinked. She smiled. "Ohhhhh!" she cooed and leaned in to nuzzle the decrepit skull. "You do understand! I knew you would! I just knew! Oh, I love you so, so much, Twilight!" She grinned from ear to ear, plopping back down onto the crowd. "Now, hotflanks, lend me some sugar." She leaned in and French-kissed the eye socket, pushing the worms and brains back in with her tongue. "Mmmmmmm-mmmmmmff!"

Behind her, the cloud was soiled red in several places, stained with the loose intestines and bowels of countless slaughtered ponies, all gathered in a moist pile around a battered, broken garden shovel.