After Death

Rainbow Dash was bored all day long. All she could do was whatever the interior of her house provided, which to say wasn't much, seeing as though she would usually be outside practicing her flying or tricks. She was doing that the day it all happened.

She sighed. The last time she was even close to being this bored was when she was at the hospital for a couple of days for a sprained wing.

She had absolutely nothing to do. She couldn't even get everything she needed since it was still day time. She just sat around, sharpening and polishing the knives that she had picked out. This is the bordest she had ever been in her entire life, which, sadly, hadn't exceeded to it's full length.

She suddenly remembered something. She is a spirit, after all... in a way. Surely spirits like me have powers... she thought, an idea popping into her mind. She had been wondering what Pinkie had done after she was dead. Well, soon I can stop wondering.

She tried to remember the time she had went to Sugarcube Corner. It was about... one o'clock. She remembered the breif moment spent talking to Pinkie Pie when she had first arrived. And that Pinkie had mentioned something about her lasting fifty minutes... She stopped. She realized that she already knew what Pinkie had done that day after she had ended her life. She stitched me back up... she thought. Did she really care? Did she really want me to still be with her? She felt nothing. She felt no pity, or sadness, or remorse. She felt nothing. She had no heart, and she could thank the pyschotic muderer for that.

Hmmm... well, maybe I should check to see what she did after. And at the thought, when she blinked, she was in the basement again. She scowled as she looked around. She saw everything that she had seen when she was here last. Then she heard a familiar voice and her ears pricked up. She whirled around and came face to face with the infamous Pinkamena. Pinkamena was staring right at her. Rainbow Dash held her ground and stared back with a cold glare.

"Hi Rarity! Looks like your finally awake!" the pink mare said suddenly, surprising Rainbow Dash greatly as Pinkie walked right through her. She turned towards Pinkamena and slowly followed her. She looked into the whole Pinkamena was also staring into, and gasped.

"Rarity!!" Rainbow Dash shouted, stunned. She had been surprised that Pinkie would kill one of her best friends, but two? I don't want to watch this, she thought. But... I saw her boutique was in perfect condition when I awoke from my grave... is Rarity still alive? Only one way to find out I guess. And with that she was on her way. She went forward in time a few days.

She was in a hospital room. All of her friends were there, except for Pinkie Pie and herself, obviously. She looked down at the bed her friends were all crowed around, and saw Rarity. Rainbow gave a small sigh of relief. Surely Rarity was tortured a bit before she was found. But Rainbow Dash was just glad that Rairty didn't have to go through what she had.

Dash was about to leave, but something else caught her attention.

"Girls, come quick!" Fluttershy burst in, half yelling and half whispering.

“Fluttershy! You were supposed to come here with us, weren’t ya?” Applejack asked irritatedly.

“Well, yes I was, but somepony stopped me on the way and told me to bring you this.” Fluttershy dropped a note in front of her friends and started reading:

Dear Friends:

Hi! Looks like we had lots of fun that time, didn’t we? Good thing you didn’t just kill me on the spot, because Apple Bloom was clueless on how to get out of that asylum you sent us to. But no hard feelings. Anyway, I think you’re just too good for me, Twilight. So I’ve decided to take a separate way, to separate ponies limb from limb. Hee hee hee!

Your friend, Pinkamena Diane Pie.

P.S. You’re welcome.

As if on cue, there came a knock at the door. “Room service!” a voice outside the door called out. Twilight cautiously approached the peephole.

“Twilight, no!” Applejack pleaded quietly.

Twilight peered through and saw that the pony outside holding a tray was not Pinkie. “Uh, hello? Anypony there?” he asked again. Twilight let him through. As he entered, he felt an array of stares fixated on him. “S-somepony se-sent these up here. I don’t know who though.”

“If you ever get that figured out, give us a call.” Applejack said.

“What’s on the tray?” Spike asked after the pony had left. Twilight slowly picked up the cover. Everypony was expecting the worst, but all that was on the plate was a single blue cupcake.

* * *

Rainbow Dash stared gaping at the cupcake. Surely this was hers. She heard quiet sobbing and turned around to see that it was Fluttershy. She ever so wished she could comfort her sensitive friend. Dash growled. This is what she took from me. Not just my life, but my friends. She didn't only hurt me, Rarity, Gilda and her other victims. She hurt my friends. She won't get away with this.

I won't let her.