Spike petted what was soon to be one of the sleeves of his suit. Sticking his hand in it and grabbing the bony nub that used to connect the arm to the hoof, he gave it an experimental wiggle. As he saw ‘his hoof’ wiggle around he gave a laugh of child like glee. Looking at Applejack he was glad that he listened on Twilight’s hour long lecture of magical polymers and the plastination process of preserving bodies.

Years ago when she gave the lecture in preparation of her test from Celestia. Spike thought it was almost cool, but all in all something he would never need to know. But now that Applejack was a few hours away from being preserved forever, he was glad that a part of it stuck with him. Especially since he had four other ponies to preserve alongside her. After all Rarity always told him it wasn’t nice to keep a mare waiting.

“Hey Applejack, after you get all plastified, I hope you don’t mind if we snuggle? It’s been awhile since I slept with anypony, and Twilight says that she’s too old to snuggle with me anymore. You don’t mind do you?” Spike asks.

Grabbing her hardening jaw he wiggles it, and tries throwing his voice in an horrible facsimile of Applejack’s voice, “Nah! Spike, I’d love ta snuggle with best dragon.”

“Oh thanks AJ! I knew you were cool. Soon all of our friends will be here and we can have a sleepover! Wouldn’t that be awesome or what?”

“Sure as two … uh, apples in a skillet,” ‘AJ’ replied.

Spike hugged Applejack, “That makes no sense, but as long as you’re happy. Then I’m happy.”

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The sun rose the next day and Spike woke up to a sea of orange. Scooting back he saw the socketless gaze of Applejack with her mouth hanging open. Spike went back for the snuggling hug, and sighed, “So two things I need to learn AJ. First how to make your coat feel more real, and secondly I should get gems for your eyes.

“I’m sorry that plastination destroys eyeballs, and pops the coat off the body. But gems are better than eyeballs, you’ll love them. As for the coat. I’m going to look it up. I’m sure I’ll find away some how. First things first, breakfast, then Fluttershy. I can’t wait to get you two together. Both her and Rainbow Dash would’ve been fine marefriends for you. Well tootles!” Spike said before leaving Applejack in the bed. Her eyeballess head facing where Spike was resting moments ago.

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Spike was glad that being a dragon meant that he could not only send and receive letters but books as well from the Princesses. As long as it wasn’t living or plastic, and it was able to be burnt by fire. He was able to use the dragon fire spells that Celestia had taught him. It was many things that made him feel grateful that Twilight hatched him. But knowing how to keep his friends coats on right was going to be a blessing when Celestia sent him the books he requested.

As he knocked on the door he heard a squeak, and what almost sounded like a different pony crash into something. A moment later that other pony made a lot more sense, “Hiya Spike!” Pinkie shouted, “Hey Flutters don’t be shy. It’s Spike.”

Fluttershy waveringly hovered over Pinkie Pie’s body, one eye looking at him as the rest of her flying body was obscured by a curtain of her mane, “Oh! Hello Spike, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Yeah I met Applejack before she did they thing at the place,” Spike said while rolling his clawed hand, pointedly avoiding their gaze until he was about to say what he really wanted them for “and she said that she had something important for you two. Also if you wanted to she’d be happy for you two to join her.”

“Why not the rest of her friends? If you don’t mind me asking that is,” Fluttershy asked in a whisper that Spike barely caught.

“Well you know how busy Twilight’s going to be with getting moved into the castle, and Rainbow Dash has training to do to keep in shape with the Wonderbolts. On top of the fact that she said that these next few weeks are going to be busy as Captain of the Weather Team. As for Rarity, she has a mountain of orders, she barely has time for me.

“But she said that she could use you two for moral support. So what do you say? Come over to my place at Sweet Apple Acre’s to see what surprise she left you two and to get ready to meet up with her?” Spike asked.

Pinkie Pie was vibrating in place, “Whatever surprise she left for us is going to be a doozy!” She said in a long, weirdly enunciated way that she usually did when doozies were a coming.

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Spike looked at the spread eagled, Pinkie Pie. Bound to the table facing Fluttershy, as a steady drip of magical narcotics entered her body placing her into a painless state. Fluttershy still hadn’t woken up from the chloroform she inhaled. Their trust in him really made his day, especially with what he had planned for them.

He had Fluttershy propped up in a sitting position A rope positioned just above the wing joints in a figure eight to force them open. He remembered how happy Applejack was when she had her injection, and he knew that he should’ve started with that first. After all he didn’t want them to suffer before he gave them his gift to them, but he remembered Twilight’s repeated warnings of never mix drugs, herbs, or potions together without knowing their interactions or it could hurt somepony.

So he waited for Fluttershy to wake up, and as he waited he decided to speak with Pinkie Pie, “So Pinks, what’s up?”

“The sky~!” Pinkie sang, “it’s so high above us you know?”

“Yeah I know,” Spike said with a smile.

“Are we gonna die?” Pinkie asked, looking at him with bleary and unfocused eyes.

“Not forever, I’m going to make you immortal, just like I did to Applejack.”

“Applejack’s at a Row-Dee-Oh! You silly billy,” Pinkie Pie slurred.

“Nope, that’s just what everypony thinks. Just like they think you two went off and joined her for moral support. See,” Spike said as he let loose a flame magically summoning the pony formally known as Applejack.

Even though the drug fueled haze the way the skin hung sideways, the lack of eyeballs in the skull that looked at her, the lifelike look mixed with something horribly off. Filled Pinkie with pure terror, unfortunately she was to weak to scream, so instead she did the next best thing. She upchucked her breakfast across the floor, coating her coat, and most of the floor in vomit. And kept trying to vomit more as that unnatural caricature standing before her.

The smell awoke Fluttershy upon seeing Applejack’s body and Pinkie Pie’s terror, fainted again. Spike sighed, “Oh well, might as well clean this up and wait for you to come to your senses before you join Applejack.” He said as he went upstairs for a mop and bucket.

Author's Note

Hey anyone want to give this soup of horrors a trope page? Also I can't wait to see the Rage Review. I'm going to aim for a 100%, if I'm lucky I might as well aim for 110% by the time I'm done with this. I'm not really looking for fame with this story, as much as infamy. It's all I can really ask for, for a horror story made with the purpose of being a horror story.