Fabric

by Eclipse

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Sad
Length: 5226

Rarity has finally lost it.

Rarity has an order, but Sweetie Belle used all of the fabric she needed for an order, she decides to find her fabric by… Other means….

[This is in NO way the same as Rarity's New Dress. Same idea, but I'm taking it more seriously. At least give it a shot you know.]
Truthfully this is basically like 'Cupcakes' except I implemented a plot, starting off with a simple conflict that moves the plot along. Trust me, I'm keeping the plot line even in the gore scenes.
Inspiration from 'Cupcakes' by Sgt. Sprinkles and 'Parchments' by Ponyman
[THIS IS A TROLLFIC WHY CAN YOU GUYS NOT SEE THAT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE HOW CLOSELY RELATED TO CUPCAKES IT IS, DON'T READ IT. WE'RE HUMANS, YOU ARE NOT FORCED TO READ THE FUCKIN' THING]

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2011-10-22 21:51:37 UTC

Prologue

It was morning in Ponyville, the simple little town had its own little touch to it; a little slice of heaven for everypony around to enjoy. But this day started with a frantic Rarity levitating material left and right; a constant stream of random objects that flew through the air void of any rhyme or reason. She was searching for something, but couldn't find it; though how franticaly she threw about the objects it was no surprise that she couldn't find a thing. She was looking for a small roll of orange coloured fabric; a leathery fabric for an order she'd gotten all the way from Canterlot! She was frantic to get the dress complete to avoid disappointing the nice mare that would receive it. But the dress would never be finished without that fabric!

The frantic shuffling awoke the small little filly, a small white unicorn with a hair colour that was a morph of two colours. It was Rarity's little sister, Sweetie Belle; she'd heard the frustration from her sister, and decided to see what was going on. She was at a complete loss of words, nothing she could say would describe the absolutely frantic mare that was pacing around looking for what obviously wasn't there. She approached her sister and tugged on her mane slightly, knowing any tug harder than that would 'Ruin her fabulous, wondiferous mane!' she'd always say.

Sweetie Belle looked to her sister with tired eyes, "Rarity? Why are you making so much noise? I have school in an hour, you know I need to sleep." The filly said, letting out a long, drawn out yawn; perfectly summarizing her mix of boredon, tiredness, and agitation. The mare turned around, her mane a mess; ribbon lay embedded in her hair, and her eyes were twitching psychotically. The filly jumped back startled by the deranged look on her face, "Rarity?! Why the hay do you look so crazy?!" she screamed in concern.

Rarity shook her head, and got a hold of herself, "I'm sorry Sweetie Belle, I'm missing a bit of fabric. Fabric i absolutely need to finish this order!" Rarity said apologetically. "Do you have any idea where it could be?" Rarity asked her little sister, who just returned an awkward smile. "Sweetie Belle, you didn't..." the white unicorn said her face starting to droop slightly in frustration. The little innocent looking filly looked at her sister and lowered her head which Rarity had come to know meant 'Yeah, I did....'

Rarity let out a frustrated bellow scaring the little filly shitless, her ears ringing from the loud scream; seeming to burst her very little filly ear-drums. "Rarity, please don't do that!" Sweetie Belle said holding her ears which were still ringing like a tinny, cheap alarm clock. The filly looked at her sister as she paced back and forth in a straight line, which frankily caused the little filly to start to get nervous. "Rarity, are you... you know... feeling okay?" the little filly said looking into her older sister's eyes, which quickly turned around and were bloodshot.

"I'm sorry Sweetie Belle, I've been working on this for weeks! I wanted it to be perfect for the mare from Canterlot! There's so many opputunities in Canterlot. The main reason being that most ponies there actually wear clothes," Rarity sighed as something struck her mind quickly. A sudden, spontaneous idea; her grin grazed from cheek to cheek. Nopony knowing what dark thoughts she now harbored in the recesses of her usually nice and wonderful mind. She stopped her dark gaze and turned to Sweetie Belle. "You know your little friend? Scootaloo or whatever, would you like it if I said she could come over?" Rarity said hiding her dark smile.

The filly's eyes shot up and sparked, "Oh boy would I! I would love it if she could come over! But Apple Bloom is sick, so it'll just be me and her then. But me and Scoots can have fun without her! Not as much. but still fun nonetheless!" The filly ecstatically ran in a circle until her sister stopped her. "Oh, sorry Rarity. I got a little over-excited didn't I?" she let out a small awkward smile. "I've gotta go to sleep now, Thanks for letting Scoots come over when we get off school though!" The filly said making her way back up the stairs, not seeing Rarity's dark grin the resonated on her white face.

"Oh don't worry Sweetie Belle. It's a day that Scootaloo is going to die for." Rarity said as she turned away and looked at the dress. Orange, just the colopur she needed; but that wouldn't be enough. It seems she would have to pay Applejack a bit of a visit...

Dresses to Make.

Rarity decided to hold her plans to get Applejack until she was on her way to pick up her sister; that way it would arouse less suspicion than if Applejack just goes randomly missing with no prior places that she even needed to be. Rarity had the plan worked out in her mind, and not small little snip-its and bits of a plan forming together slowly; a full on 'I'm seriously going to fucking do this' type of plan. She'd found a way to leave absolutely no trace of her soon to be actions, the plan was already fully made up; her mind was set on the goal at hoof, and no matter the cost, she would get that dress done!

She was anxious, but that didn't hold her back from thinking up the plan; running the sinister and dark plan through her mind over and over until it was burnt into her mind. For the moment, she would need a practice go; a mare, stallion, colt or filly. Anypony she could get her deranged hooves on now would work, and their coat could not be ugly! She still had to keep the snooty, prissy, and picky attitude that defined her; the fashionista was hellbent on this dress and its completion, she was going to see this all of the way through even if that meant she would lose some of her best friends in the process. It was all an important sacrifice for her job, she had tp make money; and killing ponies and using their coats would bring nothing but profit in Rarity's eyes.

Her thoughts didn't feel like her own, but she desperately needed something to help her, whether it be a coffee, or a smoothee; she just needed a nice drink or food to calm her nerves and maybe give her a bit of inspiration on who her very first target would be. Her mind was settled, she would go out looking as if she's on a casual trip to get something to eat and drink; taking a bit of a break from all of the harsh works that come with being only Ponyville's very finest fashionista! It was hard being fashionable! Especially in a town that goes fucking nude most of the damn time; her fashion genius was being wasted in this dead-end of a town, but she stayed here because she had great roots tied to this city that she just couldn't get herslef to leave. But with this final act she may be able to move up in the fashion industry; but she needed a muse, somepony nopony would miss, nopony would notice was gone.

She'd decided to go to the resteraunt and order a nice dandelion leaf sanwich, which she ate also gulping down an iced tea with lemon and a bit of apple juice waiting for the unsuspecting victim to waltz by and give her the spntaneous inspiration to start her killing spree. She sat there for about two hours, just drinking glass after glass of iced tea soon getting sick of the taste of the tea and pushing it aside sighing in defeat; she'd never thought it would be so hard to find just a random pony that nopony would miss! She decided to return to her home at Carousel Boutique, nothing being accomplished today, and Sweetie Belle got out of school in four horus; she would need to work fast if she was going to get anything done.

Rarity was just unlocking her front door, when the extremely clumsy mail-mare lovingly nicknamed 'Derpy Hooves,' by all of Ponyville; knocking Rarity to the ground without a moments notice. They both tumbled to the ground as the gray pegasus got up looking slightly embarrassed that she had run once again into the prissy unicorn. Rarity shot a look at the awkward looking pegasus, her eyes were positioned slightly awkwardly; one eye looking up and to the left, the other looking down and to the right. She was realatively unknown, she'd become a bit of a friendly joke around town; nopony really meant to offend her by calling her Derpy. It was just a nickname that stuck, nopony ever heard her story about how her eyes got like that in the first place; then again, nopony really cared in the first place, point was, absolutely nopony would come looking for her if she were to mysteriously disappear.

Rarity got up and smiled at the awkward pony, "Oh hello Derpy." Rarity covered her mouth realizing what she'd just done, saying that to Ditzy like that. She just looked into Rarity's eyes and frowned, her face sagging like a bag filled with water; and pierced with a sharp needle letting out a small stream of tears to roll down her cheeks. Rarity looked upon the pegasus, "I'm very sorry Ditzy, It's just become a force of habit you know... I don't mean anything by it you know..." Rarity's voice had a false sincerity to it, trying to get the crying mare into her shop; which knowing Ditzy Doo, would be a lot harder than she would ever imagine, for she took her mail-mare job extremely seriously never wanting to deliver a bit of mail even a second late.

Ditzy's eyes still watered, hurt that Rarity had said that. She reached back into her bag to pull out Rarity's mail, which she handed to the fashionista as she lowered her head slightly; the tears being encrusted into the envelopes, the tears wetting the envelopes around their edges. She found it absolutely appaling that she grabbed the mail with her teeth; that's absolutely and downright unsanitary in the fashionista's eyes. But she took the mail with her magic, and gave the mail-mare a reassuring but fake grin, knowing it would calm the pegasus' nerves. She put the mail on a table inside and approached the gray pegasus, with a false sense of kindness in her voice; "Ditzy Doo, could you come inside for a second? I could really use your help with a major dress project i'm working on for somepony up in Canterlot! Please Ditzy, I'm begging you! Nopony else will be able to help me! I know this is last second, but i really need somepony's help if i'm to ever get this dress finished on time." Rarity said with her sad pathetic tone of voice that she'd used to persuade fate to roll her way, but the mare just looked st her reluctantly; not wanting to go inside while she still had mail to be delivered.

Ditzy looked down, at least Rarity thought she did; it was hard to tell given the situations with her eyes in the first place, so she insinuated that she was looking down. "Well, I have a lot of to work to do; you know mail to deliver, places to go, you get the importance of doing your job right?" the gray pegasus said bleakly, her words were slightly slurred from her speech impediment, "Sorry Rarity, i'd love to help you, but I've just got way too much on my plate right now; work is really getting strenuous these days, they're having me run multiple shifts around Ponyville. Letters going back and forth, it's just... ugh," Ditzy looked up to a Rarity who's face was lost and confused, "Oh, sorry! I'm boring you and keeping you from your work, i'll let you get back to that..." She started walking away when stopped by a frantic, but still sane, Rarity who was still trying her to ge inside of the shop; Ditzy was still very reluctant to go inside of the shop because of the amount of mail she had to deliver. "Rarity, I'm sorry, I just can't do it! I've got two more loads of mail waiting back for me at the post office! I've still got so much work to do!" Ditzy was backing away when once again approached by Rarity, but this time her face was sad; it broke Ditzy's heart as she caved in to the demand of the fashionista who's face immediately perked up.

"Great!" Rarity managed to get out of her mouth, before mumbling under her breath; 'It's an experience to *die** for you know'* and escorting the gray mare inside of Carousel Boutique, and closing the door. Ditzy didn't notice Rarity locking the door, she was too mezmerized by the wonderful boutique she was now inside of; gawking at every little bit of the scenery which comlemented themselves in such a way that she was at a loss for words. Rarity smiled and went into the kitchen for a little bit, "I'm going to make us some tea darling, I'll be right out to see you in a tick dear. Feel free to make yourself comfortable any where you please; just please do not..." Rarity heard a crash knowing that she'd jinxed herself by telling the clumsy mare not to break anything. Rarity sighed loudly and continued trotting to the kitchen, "Nevermind then... Please sit down and don't break anything else." the fashionista said with the mare in the main room looked there sheepish, awkward, and embarrassed; though Rarity knew she wouldn't be a problem for a whole lot longer.

Back out in the main room Ditzy was still mezmerised by the fashionable art and tones that complimented each other elegantly in the regal room. Though she didn't know what Rarity was really planning; if she would have, she would have never decided to ome inside. But she was at peace, the fine furniture and mannequins adorned the room; it was a weird feeling of a false happiness that Rarity had set up for anypony she'd lure into her trap. It has taking its full toll on poor little Ditzy Doo, but she couldn't help it. She turned around quickly when she heard Rarity coming with a tray levitating above her slightly, the cups clinking on the regal tray she was serving them on; along with sugar cubes, cookies, and a small bit of scones and buscuits. Ditzy sat down at the table at the end of the room; sitting down slowly eying the food on the tray which looked absolutely delicious to Ditzy who hadn't seen such elegantly crafted foods; each fold exactly the same as the last, each cookie the same size and colour-hue.

Rarity smiled, "Eat up darling, I can tell you are hungry from your benders moving back and forth all over Ponyville delivering mail to everypony whether that they thank you or not. You deserve it!" Rarity's smile grew dark as the gray, clueless mare ate the foods, scarfing them down her gullet one after another; it slightly disgusted Rarity, but she dare not ruin her plan to get the mare to drink the tea, purposely making the food salty and dry as the infernal fucking summer air. Ditzy licked her lips, her tongue running over the salt as she reached for the sugar cubes to put into her tea; Rarity's eyes widened as the mare began drinking the tea, and Rarity's grin grew most sinister as the mare started to sawy from side to side. She was becoming incoherent, babbling to herself like some sort of crazy pony; but that didn't bother Rarity right now. The gray mare finally collapsed onto the table, sending the foods flinging across the room; Rarity would worry about that mess later, right now; she had a bigger mess to make...

Just what to Doo

Disclaimer: This chapter contains gore and very vulgar scenes, please read at the risk of smashing your head into a wall until your very skull cracks and your brains become painted onto that wall. There is also a bit of a sex scene, just saying.

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Ditzy Doo woke up in a light haze, still dazed from the mild drug that she was slipped; her head pounding rytmically a she spotted a semi-sane Rarity from the corner of her eyes sharpening what seemed to be a scalpel, but she couldn't really make it out. She saw she was in chains, why Rarity had chains; she'd probably never fucking know, whough she's pretty sure she'd never want to. Though she was groggy and extremely disoriented, she knew what was going on; she might not be the smartest mare in Ponyville, but she knew when the moment came that she was about to die at the hands of a once sane Rarity.

It didn't make any sense to Ditzy why Rarity was doing this; out of everypony in Ponyville, Rarity and Applejack by far had the most sense and massive amounts of self-control. Once her head started to clear, she started freking out like crazy; thrashing around like a fucking madpony. She didn't feel like herself, the rattling of chains echoed throughout the room, her screams followed suit; all Rarity did was look over everytime the gray pegasus screamed with a sickened look in her eyes, like she didn't know what she was doing, but it didn't stop her. Rarity kept sharpening the scalpel, almost with a fucking smirk on her face, she knew what she was doing; she was just annoyed with the mare's screaming which pierced the fucking eardrums of the fashionista like nails on the chalkboard her old teacher used to do; not hooves, but fucking nails that are used to build buildings.

Ditzy screamed, "LET ME GO MOTHERFUCKER, I WILLNOT BE PART OF YOUR FUCKING LITTLE EXPERIMENT! LET ME GO THIS GODDAMN INSTANT YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed angrily at the deranged fashionista who proceeded to turn around with the same vile stare as befoe; Ditzy began sweating profusely as the stare pierced into her soul, chilling her thoughts. "Y-YOU BETTER LET ME GO! S-SOMEPONY WILL COME LOOKING FOR ME!" she screamed again getting a chuckle from the crazed looking fashionista, "WHAT THEFUCK IS SO GOD DAMN FUNNY YOU LITTLE BITCH!" Ditzt thrashed more and more by the moment as the fashionista came closer and closer to her.

"With a tongue like that, I'm surprised you've made connections with anypony. Nopony will come looking for you, I know this for sure; nopony would be caught dead with your stupid looking self. They wouldn't degrade themselves to even look at you most of the time, Derpy. And now, I do mean that s an insult, you truly are one ugly looking motherfucker; truthfully, I'm glad I'm killing you. Now nopony will have to go through the disgrace as to even look at you; to lose brain cells from your looks. You're not fashionable, you're not memorable, you're nothing; Nopony will truly miss you, now," Rarity said her voice a straight monotone, grabbing a scalpel from the tray she'd set, "Prepare to die Ditzy Doo." Rarity dug the scalpel into the pegasus' back, slowly cutting around the wings trying to salvage as much skin as possible from the gray pegasus.

Ditzy was letting out blood curdling screams that were starting to become pestolant to the fashionista, she left for a while leaving the semi-retarded pegasus to scream and shake. The rattling of the chains more frequent, the screams louder and louder; though nopony could hear her, Rarity's basement had been sound-proofed ever since complaints of her making fabric in the middle of the night got her a 250 bit fine a few months ago. Rarity returned with a ball gag, hoping it would shut her the hell up and stop with all of her infernal screaming. Rarity shoved the gag into her mouth, silencing her as she tightened it around her muzzle, creating a snug fit in her mouth.

Ditzy's scream was now muffled, but still slightly audible to Rarity; but it was nowhere near the ear-rape it was before, so she was at least happy for that. She began using the scalpel to cut into the wings, the bone giving way to the crudely serrated scalpel that Rarity had spent the last hour sharpening and serrating to make it as easy as possible to cut through the hard bone of the pegasus' wings; knowing they're some of the hardest bones in pony anatomy. Though she'd never thought her anatomy class would ever come in handy at school, now she was glad she took it; it'll make the job that need be done, a hell of a lot easier. But Rarity was curious, she'd heard a bit of a rumor; one where when pegasus mares get excited sexually, their wings spring up, she decided before she cut he wing off, she'd test out that theory just to be sure if it's true or not.

Rarity's smile grew sinsiter once again, "Well Ditzy, I've decided to have a bit of... Fun, with you..." Rarity said as she ducked onto her back legs and stood in front of the gray pegasus' haunches, her reproductive organs shown plainly, as if they were nothing. Ditzy looked at Rarity, a blush rising in her face, but as of that moment; her wings weren't shooting up like everypony had said. She decided that she would need a bit more, motivation if she were going to get the pegasus' wings to rise up. Rarity took a deep breath, and buried her face between Ditzy's legs; a blush spreading across Rarity's face now as well, she'd never thought about doing it with another mare, but she was curious about the rumors and was willing to try anything to see if they were true.

Ditzy was letting out small muffled moans from the gag Rarity put in her mouth, she didn't know whay she was liking this, but for some reason she was. Her pleasure level rose as Rarity's tongue explored between her legs, licking the pegasus like crazy. She couldn't help but just sit back blush and let out small moans, she was still a mare and had certain needs that by the sounds of it, hadn't been fulfilled in quite the long time. Her wings shot up from the pleasure, spreading out as her blood level rose, the pressure building up in her body; and there was soon to be a large release of what the pegasus was building up. Rarity didn't stop, she'd become lost in the pleasure of exploring the mare's regions; her mouth having  mind of its own and continuing non-stop.

Ditzy couldn't help it, her moaning made Rarity move her tongue more intricately across the pegasus' pussy; making it almost impossible for her to stop anytime soon. Both of the mares enjoying the sexual contact Rarity thrusted upon Ditzy Doo; what started as simple curiosity, turned into a full on eat-out fest between Rarity and Ditzy Doo. Rarity didn't know why she was enjoying this so much; all she knew is she was face deep between another mare's legs, and she was absolutely enjoying it, but soon enough, it would have to end. She still had to skin the hide of the mare she was currently sexually pleasuring; but she would make this experience last as long as possible.

Rarity kept going, her tongue wiping itself between the pegasus' legs; a non-stop bender between the two mares who's faces were overtaken by a hard blush. Rarity stopped, gasping for her breath; her face covered in the pegasus' juices slightly dripping from the side of her face mixed with drool and sweat. Rarity got up and retrieved the key to unlock the restraints that binded the pegasus to the wall, as she unlocked the chains she hoofcuffed the mare, and took the gag out of her mouth. She smiled down at the mare, "Let's say this day goes out with a little bit of fireworks, huh Ditzy?" she said chuckling at the pegasus who was breathing heavily the blush still attacking her face giving her a distinguished embarrassed look.

"R-Rarity... P-please..." The mare managed to say the blush returning to her face; Ditzy got up and approached Rarity, "I never told you to stop," she said as she lie on her back. She knew she was going to die soon, but she was going to die a very happy mare; or so she thought. She'd become overtaken with a sexual desire that she couldn't conatin, even if it meant her death soon, she was going to release this pressure from her body before she did die. She lunged forward, connecting her lips with the fashionista's; Rarity was surprised that the mare knew she was going to die, yet still had the nerve to come on to Rarity like that, but Rarity didn't complain; she closed her eyes and got lost in the pleasure that the two mares were generating together.

"B-but Ditzy, you... You know you're going to die... Right?" the fashionista asked with shock in her eyes; the gray mare just nodded slowly, tearing up trying not to think about it much. Their lips connected once again, igniting a sexual reaction between the two mares, Rarity's horn discharging magic a slight bit, but nothing too serious just yet. Ditzy saw her horn, and unmounted the fashionista, she found it hard to move around without her forelegs, but she was still able to move her wings to help her make her way. She ducked slowly, lying on the floor and began slowly sucking on the fashionista's horn, making her moan with an amount of pleasure she'd never felt before; it was like she was in an electric blanket her whole body engulfed in a warmth that washed over the two.

Rarity lied there moaning at the pegasus sucking on her horn; if she'd known that it would've brought that much pleasure she would've had done this far earlier! Suddenly Rarity felt something, a sudden burst of magic that released itself from her horn; Ditzy only barely dodging the sudden burst of magic that shot across the room. Both mares panting heavily; and sweating profusely as they lay on the ground next to each other. With blush taking their faces, and a smile forming slowly, Rarity mounted the Pegasus once again; but this time stuck her horn into the mare's vagina, making her scream with pleasure as the gray pegasus buried her face between the white unicorn's flanks emulating the same movements as Rarity.

They kept going, the heat from Rarity's horn started to take its toll on both of the mares as they continued their bender of sex until finally Rarity's horn discharged a laarge amount of magic, but was unable to remove her horn in time sending a wave of heat and pleasure into Ditzy and Rarity. This sudden wave caused Rarity to climax covering Ditzy in the fashionista's hot juices; drowning her face in the sticky fluids. They were both sweating and breathing heavier than they had ever before; both had just experienced pleasure beyond what they had ever thought before.

Rarity was saddened, she knew that she was going to kill Ditzy; but she couldn't bring herself to think about it anymore, she tied Ditzy back up, and grabbed the scalpel with her magic. A grim look took over the mare's face, both of them looking into each other's eyes; Rarity couldn't bring herself to remain calm. She started to cry, she knew she wasn't cut out for killing, but she really had to get this done; and Ditzy had come to terms with it, at peace with her death. "I'm sorry Ditzy Doo... I really wish I didn't have to do this, please forgive me Ditzy... I'm sorry for the things I said to you. I hope we don't harbor any ill feelings for each other..." A single tear escaped from Rarity's face as she looked onto Ditzy's face; her eyes were as innocent as ever.

Ditzy started into Rarity's eyes, "It's okay Rarity... Please, just make sure you remember me, the night we had... We could've had something special Rarity... I love you Rarity... Good bye..." Ditzy lowered her head and started crying slightly as Rarity put the gag back into her mouth and kissed her on the cheek making Ditzy blush heavily. Rarity began digging the scalpel back into the mare's wings, her screams were low; Ditzy was trying as hard as possible to keep from screaming too loud, because she knew how much Rarity hated it. Rarity smiled at the gesture Ditzy was making; she was going to try and make this as painless as possible for the mare.

Ditzy's eyes watered heavily at the pain that she felt in her back while Rarity cut off her wings, pulling off the wings that only now connected by a small piece of ligament and muscle that connected the wings to her back. Rarity was crying also as she made and insiscion and then started to make her way around the mare's body cutting out her cutie mark first, for obvious reasons. She took a moment to admire the cutie mark, the cutie mark of her one-time lover; a reminder of the night Rarity would not soon forget. She smiled at the cutie mark and she continued to skin the mare who's tears have since subsided, she wasn't thrashing around anymore; she wasn't moving, screaming, or worst of all, breathing. Rarity looked down grimly, knowing she'd just murdered a mare that gave her immense pleasure; and the true testament to the love Ditzy felt for her, she let Rarity do it.

Rarity sighed and skinned the rest of the hide from Ditzy, and continued to cry slowly for her fallen friend and lover; she moved the hide over to a machine that would flatten the hide, but not only that, it would trim the smaller hairs of of the hide. Once the machine finished prepping the hide, she washed it; taking away any smell of death and or decay. She now needed to coat the hide, to make sure that it wouldn't deteriorate like the pony hide should; but still keep it looking realatively dashing. After all of those preporations were done, she noticed the time; only a mere twenty minutes before Sweetie Belle got out of school. A smile made it's way onto her face as she left the house on her way to find Applejack; if only she knew what her friend had in store for her....

Announcement/Disclaimer

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Disclaimer: THIS IS NOT A COPY OF CUPCAKES IT IS A DARK FIC, BUT IT'S NOT MEANT TO MAKE ANY SENSE.