Farewell BigMac

The day to visit Ponyville came and him and his family all got on the train saying farewell to their relatives, little did the others know that they would be saying goodbye for longer then they thought. Big Mac was ready, he could just feel his pent up emotions waiting to burst out, waiting to strike unsuspecting victims. The day went as expected, everypony hugged and said how much they missed each other. They all talked about their lives since their separation. It wasn’t until that night that Big Mac followed through with the plan. The events just before they separated occurred again that day: they each went to the different ponies houses to stay the night and Big Mac told everypony that he wished to be alone, they agreed said goodnight and went off.

However this night things would be different, instead of worrying about what might be, this night Big Mac would be a part of what would be, he would take control of the situation and finally solve him and his families problems. He went straight over to Sweet Apple Acres and found his old house. He easily and quietly entered. He slowly walked up the stairs to find Flim in what used to be granny Smith’s room. He was fast asleep as if nothing had happened, as if no one was staring over him with the intent to kill. Big Mac carefully took a pillow and smothered Flim with it while at the same time using his body weight to stop his movements. Flim instantly woke up and he tried his best to struggle but Big Mac was to strong and he eventually stopped breathing. Ok thought Big Mac next is Flam. He was actually kind of enjoying this, sneaking quietly and then suddenly ending the life of his victims, it all seemed so simple, so easy, as if he could do anything, for the first time in a long time he was in power, he was the one controlling his fate! He found Flam reading a book in bed. Unlike Flim, Flam instantly noticed the figure at his door, he tried to yell out loud but before he could Big Mac covered his mouth. He then grabbed his head and banged it as hard as he could against the wall. He repeated this process until Flam’s face was nothing but a bloody mess. Once he had killed them, he proceeded by taking them to the barn. There he found various farming tools. One caught his eye: a hacksaw. He sawed up the two ponies in to small enough pieces to fit into a large cardboard box. After cleaning himself up he finished with the smaller details. Writing the address, making the sure the box was well sealed and did not seem out of the ordinary. Looking at it he felt quite proud of himself. He wasn’t done yet, however he wouldn’t be able to post the parcel until the next day, he would also have to clear up any evidence he may have left behind. He hid the box in the corner of the barn and covered it with hay before heading back to Pinkie’s, which was where he decided to stay that night.

The next morning he got up extra early and snuck outside the house straight to the barn. He hurriedly took the parcel straight to the train station (as they also did deliveries) and left it in the post office there. He instantly felt a feeling that he had not felt in a long time, happiness. He felt great, he was so overjoyed he almost couldn’t hide it but he knew that he would have to remain low for now before the next part of the plan was to take place. It didn’t take long for somepony to notice that the two brothers had disappeared. And with the return of the Apple Family things also didn’t take long to fall into place. They eventually took back Sweet Apple Acres, temporarily at first as everypony expected Flim and Flam to eventually return but nothing happened. Nopony could believe it Flim and Flam had just left! But not only that they had left their cider making machine too. However with the return of the Apple Family and with no clues as to the brothers whereabouts everypony eventually didn’t think about the event. The Apple family were back and with their new machine their profits grew and on top of that Big Mac kept up his job with the wolves making sure that he killed not too many ponies and with just enough space between deaths for nopony to become too suspicious. He also made sure not to kill anypony that was friends with his relatives or that were well known. Obviously (even with these precautions) this could not go on forever but for now Big Mac put such thoughts behind his mind and continued his life as things seemed to be going great for both him and his family.