Society Of The Alicorns

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Pinkie

        Stephano looked at the giant building looming over him. Of all the ponies, why did these two have to lose their minds? The ones that could be the most dangerous? And he was pretty sure he was stuck with the most dangerous of them all. He looked to the mare at his side. She was probably jus as worried as him.

         "You know where to go, right?" he asked.

         "Save your protection for those who need it." Cookie sighed, "Yes."

         "See you later, then." Stephani stepped into the building, leaving Cookie behind, still a bit too scared to go in.

         He spotted a receptionist. "Hi, I called earlier." he said, "About Patient 234?"

         "Patient 234 is to meet with a Mr. Golden. Can I see some I.D?" she asked.

         "Right here." he said, levitating it out of his saddlebags. Fake I.D, it was sure to work.

         "Seems legit." the receptionist said, "Take a right, then a left. First door."

         "Thanks." Stephano followed the mare's instructions, arriving at the door of Patient 234. He opened the door, unsure of what he about to see. Blood? Gore? Nope, just a regular white room. Except for the pony who occupied it. She was far from regular. Her mane was fat, and she was in a straightjacket.

         "Stephy." she said creepily, "How nice of you to come visit me. I didn't think you would, what with your title as Prince of the kingdom. Why am I still in here, Stephy? I've learned my lesson."

         "Pinkamena, you know why you're in here." Stephano said, "You killed several ponies, and fed them to others. Without them knowing. You made a child do that!"

         "Speaking of, how's Scoots been?" Pinkie asked, "And all the others. I'd love to know what my friends are doing."

         "Scootaloo has been doing fine." Stephano said, "She's gotten over what she did for you, and has moved on. She's actually a racer right now."

         "That's... nice." Pinkamena said, "What about your dear brother, Stephy? How's Gonzales been?"

         "That's why I'm here." Stephano said, "Author, would you like to do the honors?"

Certainly. WE BESTOW THEE THE POWER OF KNOWING WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!

         "That's quite a tale, Stephy." Pinkamena said, "And, you need me to complete it? How rich. You're the reason I'm in the hellhole, Stephy."

         "I'm not saying it." Stephano said.

Say it or We shall cuteth off your head! Remove thee from thy story!

         "Fine, but it doesn't even work right with this situation!"

It does not with fair Cookie's either. Say it!

         "found you Pinkamena." Stephano grumbled.

Cry

         Cookie gulped, sweat dripping down her face. She slowly pushed the door open. A supposedly crazy pony sat in the center of the room. He obviously hadn't gotten much sleep. He looked unknowingly at the mare in disguise in front of him, questioning why someone would return to his case after all this time.

         "Are you a reporter?" he asked, "Are there more of you?"

         "There is another reporter here in the building," Cookie said, "But he's questioning somepony else."

         "Ponies." he sighed, "I'M NOT CRAZY!!!"

         "Isn't that obvious?" Cookie asked.

         "You mean, you believe me?" the stallion asked in shock, "You need to help me! There's a-"

         "A mask, that prevents two evil guys from controlling you." Cookie finished.

         "How did you...?" he then noticed the mare's grey eyes, "Ack!!" He fell backward "S-stay away from me!"

         "Cry-"

         "I'm not going back! Nonono!"

         "Cry-!"

         "You can't make me!"

         "RYAN!!!" Cookie yelled, "Let me explain."

We command you to say it!

         "No, no." Cry said, "Allow me. Found you, Cookie."

         "That's my line!" Cookie yelled.

         (Reader, what're you doing? Reader, stahp.)

Matt       sucks according to Tom...

         "Welcome to Carousel Boutique. Where everything is-" the stallion was interrupted when he realized who walked in, "OH SHIT!!!" he said, trying to run away.

          "Matt, stop." Edd said, "I found you. Get over it."

          "Hmmm." Cookie examined the paper.

          "Hmmm indeed." Edd agreed, "Just WTF is this?"

          "Uh, paper." Stephano said, "Look, you go here, Cookie, and Edd, you go here. I'll stay here."

          "Fuck you Stephano!!" Cookie yelled, "Do you hate me or something?! Why would you send me right to a serial killer?!!!"

          "And why do you get to-" Edd started.

Don't question Stephano.