Rainbow Dash walked into her cell, pushed in by the guards. The cast Iron door slammed shut, the guards reimbursed the lock, and backed away for a safe distance of thirty feet. “There are some other inmates in there with you Ms. Dash,” the nervousness of the guard was well known to the half eaten souls inside her cell.

An outreached hoove dragged Rainbow Dash deeper into the cell, “She probably won't last for the night.” genuine worry was in his voice as her talked to the second guard with him. “It’s sad how we had to lock her in the maximum security room. Only male prisoners.” He started to walk away from the door, “I’m gonna need to drink this off. Good luck, and try to keep her alive.” The guard saluted his rank 2 head officer, and sat on his chair. Listening for the sound of a mare in trouble.

“Well welcome to the ‘Dark Side’ of the prison.” His voice was kind enough to make a sense of comfort. “Well, when we get a new recruit we normally introduce yourself and what we did.”

A ring of five chairs sat in the back under a light bulb with 6 others, “Wow. They put a mare in here.” They all looked at each other, “She must have screwed up big time.” Rainbow was forced onto an open chair where one of the 6 began. “I’m Z. My real name is Ze. And i’m here because i tried murdering a classroom of kids a few years back. Didn’t kill any though.”

with out any time to say hello, another spoke, “I’m what you’d call… A psychopath, so i get called Psy.” His voice was very rubby, calm and quiet. “I’m here because i tried eating my wife.” He smiled at Rainbow Dash, grinning with utter most intent, “Don’t eat ponies anymore,” he looked strain forward, egnoring the glairs, “i only eat tofu now.”

“My name is Axle.” He seemed kind enough, a few scrapes on his legs, but sweet, “I tried to subdue a child.” Rainbow raised an eye at his words, “Then i killed her, her mother, and tried to kill myself. Apparently Suicide is also considered a crime.”

Rainbow finally got a word in, “Damn! I’m not sure i want to be here.” The first stallion to speak grabbed her arm and forced her to stay seated.

“I’m not talk’en.” The next one stated, and nopony complained, she would feel threatened, and want to leave the cell for another reason.

Two of the remaining, including the one who escorted her to the space in the circle answered their names and explained how they got into a fight, and killed a few of the guards. her escort, James, finished up the circle with Rainbow Dash, “Your turn Ms. Dash.”

She began feeling nervous that nopony would want to be near her after knowing what she did, “my name is Rainbow Dash.” The 6 hushed, surprised that the element of Loyalty would get arrested, and sent to the maximum security cell. “Well if i tell you guys will you still like to hang out?”

James hit her head, “yes, were stuck in a cell after all. There’s no escaping it.” She smiled, “We just contain it.”

Rainbow continued on about what she had done, “Okay if you promised.” Z took his hoof of Rainbow Dash, and sat back as she began, “well for starters, i killed a stallion, a while back. But they don’t know about that. I got arrested because i sewed my best friend’s limbs and body to a guide rail and used her as a puppet,” the psycho of the group got off his chair and started to walk backwards. “Then i broke her bones. Well most of her’s.”

“What?” James backed away some more, shocked at what she had done.

Rainbow Dash tried to complete her story while others backed away, “Then i took her to the hospital. She healed up, and we became friends again.” A sigh of relief fell over the rooms dull space, “Then i found another pony, my best filly friend, she even looked up to me. I sewed her to the same thing and broke her bones as well.” Everypony stared at her in disbelief. “The first one i did it to told the cops and i got arrested…,” Dash looked up from her hooves to notice all but one had backed away, James didn’t.

“Well then, Rainbow… I wasn’t expecting that.” He began picking up the stools they once sat on. “You must have had a good reason.” Rainbow Dash hugged his from the side, forcing him to the floor.

“You’re so nice, i just couldn’t help it.” She squeezed him tighter. “Is it okay?”

“Sure, i don’t mind.” He laughed while choking out his final words, “Just don’t turn me into a puppet thingy.”

“Help! Help us, she’s trying to kill us!!!” A voice shot through the cast iron bars, while a pony pressed his face against the bars.

“I’m not going to fall for it again.” The guard was set on remaining the wiser. “Last time you said that, some one escaped.”

The pony fell back, and the noise stopped. ‘Maybe they finally realize its not funny.’ “Food will be down in about 10 minutes, just don’t bother trying to get it sooner. Last time it was raw.”

Rainbow peeped her face into the window, tears in her eyes, catching the guards attention. “Please help me. They want to use me.” She tried to push her hoof through the bars.

‘Stupid jail paper work!’ He picked up his keys and trotted to the door,“step back Ms. Dash.” He opened the first layer of the door, having a square panel with a side door. for escort reasons, “Okay just put your hoof threw the window.” Just as she was asked, her hoove entered the panel. The side of it was ripped open, pouring blood onto the metal, beyond her muscles, and blood her bone showed its face. ‘Crap! They already got to her.’ Without any concern for her hooves condition, but the rest of her, he opened the door and took her mane in his mouth, dragging her out and slamming the door behind him, locking it.

“Thank you!” She hugged her rescue, only to be pushed off.

“I’m not allowed to interact with the prisoners. I’m sor-,” a blood covered pair of scissors, entered his neck, ripping his skin and fur off in one single sweep. “What the-,” Rainbow had stabbed him again, this time making sure to kill.

“Sorry, but i need to finish my work.” She ripped the scissors out of the body, readying her needle and thread. stitch by stitch, she sewed his open scars shut, but not before dying her mane and tail crimson with her companions blood. Striping the guard of his badge and suit, she took off, heading to the door without dinner. After leaving the captivity of Equestria Maximum Security Prison, she broke their record, 1,000 years without an escape.

Hoof steps outside and alarm sounded. The gate closed, and multiple armed men proceeded to the hall she left from. “I hope they enjoy my handy work.” Without any delays she was airborne and leaving a trail of blood from her 4 hooves. Taking note and making it on her mental list right above goal one. Make a pony marionette.

“Send in the gas team.” The head of operations called out, watching as three ponies in high tech gear threw canisters of tear gas, and oxygen. The three entered, drawing their glasses, and entering the dark room.

A scream echoed from the room. Then another. The last pony didn’t scream, but witnessed in horror as a red ozze fell onto his lens, followed by a body. “Get out of here! Don’t come in here.” The other turned and ran, he fell to his knees and removed his mask, exposing himself to the scent of gases and blood. He prayed.

“Get a flashlight and see what in their.” As he commanded they got a flashlight and began shining it inside. Towards the far end of the room two stallions rested on the floor. One alive, the other dead. Only 1 body of the 7 that were inside had been found. “Where are the rest of th-,” as if answering his question, another body dropped. The flashlight holding pony shone the light onto the ceiling.

From strings, the remaining 4 dangled and dripped their blood. Holding no pose at all, they hung from the roof by nooses and supported by arm strings. To the left of their containment of lod and hellish intent the missing guard was found. Stripped of everything and covered in blood. His hooves and neck mangled by stitchings and a engraving over his chest.

“Everyone get out, get back to your post.” He walked in, examining his guard. “‘Something is controlling me. Can’t break free.’? What the hell does this mean?” Angered at his lack of concern for the prisoners, and the grieving guard. “When your done over there, i’ll need to you leave Mr. Strings.” He waited by the door for his friend to be done with his blessings, watching the rest fall to the floor, spread their body’s unto it. Strings proceeded to every last one, praying for them.

Finaly he reached the guard, “I’m sorry. I wasn't here to help.” He wiped his tears as he read the line of words on his chest in a metallic thread, realizing what it meant. “We locked up the wrong pony. Rainbow Dash, didn’t do this.” He walked past his friend, receiving the strangest look.

“Then who did? Pinkie explained everything to use,” he realized once more something he didn’t enjoy. He punched Silver Strings to show his relief and anger with him, “Sometimes when you’re right… i just want you to be wrong.”

“Lets get out of here, i’d rather not soil my hooves with the blood.”

“Hey Scootaloo!” Pinkie pressed her snout against the orange mare’s snout. “Do you know what today is!?” She stood over Scootaloo, happy as can be.

“Is it your birthday?” She asked with a whole heart, curious as of when it would be.

“Today’s the night you spent 3 months with me!” It was also her birthday, but that didn’t matter. “I got you a cake to celebrate!” In her hoove was a tiny three layer cake, frosted with the fillies favorite flavor, strawberry. “Do you want it?”

Scootaloo reached out her arms, wanting it more than anything. Still in pain from her ‘encounter’ with the stairs. “Please! I haven’t had a cake in 4 months!” Pinkie passed the cake to Scootaloo. Whom slammed her face into it, getting bits of strawberry frosting in her hair.

‘So cute!!!’ Pinkie giggled at the fillies excitement for real food. “Slow down. You're getting it every-, you know what? Do as you please.” Within moments notice the cake was gone, in spite of the frosting in her hair and on her cheeks. “You have some… well everywhere.” Pinkie brought Scootaloo close and licked one of her cheeks, enjoying the frosting. With a rag she cleaned the rest of her.

“Thank you, Pinkie!” The question buzzed into her mind once more, “When’s your birthday? I want to pay you back.”

Pinkie froze at the question, not wanting to ruin the special day of her little cutie. “Tomarrow. But you don’t have to do anything for me. Today was enough for me.” She hugged the fraggle filly, glad she had no manners and for her cuteness.

Scootaloo pulled the covers over her face, ”Is there anything i could do for you tomorrow?” She was trying to hide her sadness, “You’ve spent 3 months with me, just because, and i want you to be happy tomorrow.”

Pinkie thought of the darndest idea, she never had any good ones, but she always tried. “Could i sleep next to you tonight?” Scootaloo slide over and lifted up the covers, signaling for her lovely friend to join her. “Thank you, Scootaloo, this is the happiest birthday present i’ve ever gotten.” She reached her hooves around the fragile filly, giving her a slight tug closer. Then closer. And closer.

Scootaloo completed the final tug on her own, hugging her sweet, pink joy, Pinkie Pie. “I’m glad you came Pinkie,” two stubby arms tried to grasp Pinkie’s fluffy mane, and body, but fell short. Dropping next to the armes that clutched her softly. In the darkness of the room they both smiled. ‘I wonder what Rainbow Dash is doing in prison right now?’ Scootaloo hoped for the best, before dozing off into her normal, solem sleep.

Hours had passed. Rainbow, tired from her flight, tumbled to the floor, rolling into the door of the kind mare Derpy. Rising to her hooves, she rang the bell, calling for the sweet mare. “Oh!! Hi, Rainbow Dash!” Derpy hugged the Rainbow child with open arms. “What can i do for you?”

Rainbow was shocked, she didn’t even have to use idle threats, “Could you show me where the ponyville hospital is? I sorta forgot where it was.” She looked at her hooves. covered in blood, but good enough for walking. The pain she went through sewing it into a single piece of flesh wasn’t to unbearable. Just a living hell

“Just to the right...” Derpy pointed to the building next to hers. Being Derpy had its perks. One of which is having the right to be next to the one place you visit daily. Rainbow began trotting to the double doors when Derpy bit her tail. halting her movements, “congrats on getting out so early! Oh and you missed my birthday party!” She pulled out a small confetti shooter, blasting it in Rainbow’s face.

“Happy birthday Derpy… Well late birthday.” She pressed on saying her goodbyes to the silly mare.

The hospital was dull and empty. Patient records scattered on the desk, “Well if they can’t tell me where my friend is, i’ll find her myself.” Scattering through the pile of papers, she searched for Scootaloo’s document. Mid search, she had a mare enter the room and fulfill her request, even escorting her to the room. “Thank you!” The nurse left back to her post at the desk.

Inside the room at the end of the bed was a picture of the adorable little filly, with her purple eyes and cute smile. Rainbow snapped. She had lost it. Without thinking, she sweeped up the bed coverings and dragged them out the window, scratching herself on the glass window. Both Pinkie and Scootaloo had been taken in one go. “Ugh, i can’t believe she’s this heavy!”

Pinkie recognized the voice. Not forgetting it for a moment. She know what was going on. She took the small filly by her chest and dragged her close. Holding her tightly over her tummy, keeping her still. “Guess my birthday is going to end shorter than i thought.” Tears filled her eyes and danced onto orange fur. Dragging off into the double layered covers of pink and white.

Author's Note

the last phrase is cute i like the phrase.

its very cute and i want rainbow to be happy in the end