Author's Note

Warning: contains gore, violence, hoofplay and cruelty, read at your own risk...

Nothing

Humans killed in Equestria: 781/1,370
Crushed: 367
Presumed Dead: 44
Drowned: 29
Dissolved: 197
Chewed: 51
Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43

"Oh, no!" The microscopic humans thought to themselves, as Midnight's hoof instantly swung downwards; granted, they were now indeed safe from Alozec, but not from the cold, relentless and very solid oak floorboards, however.

The thunderous splat seemed to echo within the room, even audible to both Alozec and Midnight.
Lifting her hoof up to Alozec's face, Midnight demanded an explanation.
"Hey, Al? Be honest with me: What's on the bottom of my hooves, right now?"
Having two options to tell her, she had little time to think about her next words. She could simply lie to her friend, or tell Midnight of her sadistic ways.

Holding back her sighing tone, Alozec took a deep breath, and spoke:
"Nothing, you just... You just stepped on a ketchup packet."
Looking closely at the powered remains of human bone and tissue upon Midnight's sole, Alozec noticed something that caught her attention; someone survived the crash landing, and the only living thing on Midnight's body.

Entranced from what she saw, she started to mumble to herself, not even realising she opened her mouth in excitement, releasing the slithering beast within it.

Looking below to what was left of him, the helpless, micro-sized insect could feel Alozec's devilish tongue rise from underneath him--Every single brush from Alozec's taste buds vibrated the walls he was stuck on, he could feel the intense increase in temperature as her moist tongue grew closer and closer--Her breath becoming stronger and stronger, the smell almost resembled an ashtray filled with cheap cigarette buds.
Things seemed to go very smoothly, until Midnight rammed her hoof into Alozec's mouth, unexpectedly.
"Damn, you're a weird one, Al, you know that?" Said Midnight, in jest.

Alozec's mouth was too full of hoof to properly give an understandable answer; instead, she gave a pleasurable mumble, slowly extracting Midnight's limb from her maw.

The passenger onboard Middy's sole, however, was nowhere to be found--He was long gone by now, finding himself exploring the caverns of Alozec's sarcophagus, eventually falling into the endless pit of her stomach, even if he could swim, it wasn't going to save his life, or anyone else's, for that matter.

Hours had passed since Midnight first arrived, and she had more than made herself welcome, enough. Looking at the clock on wall, she figured it'd be best if she took off; after all, it was getting quite late.

Both Alozec and Midnight said their goodbyes, waving to one-another as Midnight set off into the sunset.
Slamming the frame shut, Alozec immediately turned the locks on door, to assure that no-pony would distract her again, tonight.

The remaining tinies below had no chance of survival; even if they were safe, they still needed food and water... Something that wasn't exactly common within the floors of Alozec's bungalow, having the rare crumb to be found in the odd corner or two.

Needing a quick break, Alozec rushed towards her basement. Pulling out her flip-top lighter, she lit herself a cigarette from her pouch...

Inhaling the smokey goodness, she sat down onto the stool near her workbench, putting her hooves up onto it, completely unaware that her thick, rounded plot fell onto the remains of what was the town of western Wendover.

To be fair, Alozec completely forgot about them, in fact she couldn't even care if she remembered... but, as the weeks grew, the number of humans left slowly died off: either from accidentally being crushed to death, or through starvation.

It was only until the 3rd week that is, that every human on Equestria had passed away.

Ending A acquired, see next chapter for Ending B

Humans killed in Equestria: 1,370/1,370

Crushed: 661
Presumed Dead: 72
Drowned: 29
Dissolved: 197
Chewed: 51
Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43
Starved: 261
Stubbed out by cigarette: 6