The Mortality of a Fleeting Paradise

"Fuck it, fuck you door you peice of shit I'll defeat you and get to that sweet applejack poon" screamed an enraged and clearly mentally lacking rainbow dash who had been thwarted by a fucking door.

She decided to use a sonic rainboom.

So she did.

Everyone died.

Applejack bolted upright from her dream realising how impossible it would be for rainbow to break in, and more importantly she knew her friend well enough to know that she would do something like that.

Just as she was about to fall back to sleep, she heard a cough.

She turned her bedside lamp on an what she saw made her scream...