A Compendium of Shorts

“Shadowed Song! Thank Celestia you're here!” the distraught stallion cried out.

“What's wrong? Your note said you had been struggling all night to try and do something,” I replied.

“My mic broke, so I've been soldering and tweaking it, but it just won't work,” the stallion answered.

“You're so upset over a simple mic not working.” I said flatly.

“I don't have a replacement for it. It's my only recording device for my music,” the stallion replied.

I smiled and started to giggle. “And you want me to listen to your sob story. After I've spent all day running around, making sure I don't get evicted and can eat next month. After I've spent days trying to get my computer to work properly, so all of us can talk and play Manecraft. After I've spent who know how long fighting with voices in my head screaming at me to destroy everything in my path. After I've spent years trying to block out the flashbacks of my youth and hallucinations of the present and future? Really?”

My smile gets bigger, reaching my ears. Slowly, it splits my ears in half, moving towards the back of my head. The stallion stares in horror as my smile encircles my head. I open my mouth and thick, black engulfing laughter crawls out.

“You think that a broken mic is the end of the world?” I gush out. “Not being starving or homeless or beaten within an inch of your life or RAPED!!!”

My laughter streams towards him, consuming all in its path. Ponies scream and run, but my laughter is everywhere, think as despair. It sucks them in and they begin to spew our laughter even further.

The stallion, the wizard and the wolf watch as my laughter rushes back towards me, eating me away. “They laughed as the broke me, now I laugh as I fall a better place. Where no-one has to suffer as I did.”

And with a final giggling sob, my song ended, and the world died.