A Common Coldby Versity2003ChaptersI. A Common ColdII. Little ColdsIII.Baby stepsIV. On The brinkV. Quiet Voices VI. Sweetie?I. A Common ColdTwilight woke up to Celestia's beautiful sun rising and bringing in day. Rays of golden light shot through her window pane as she let out a small yawn. "Good morning Sp- *Cough*" Twilight said as she broke out into a fit of coughs, " Ah- *Cough* gosh! when did I get *Cough* sick all the sudden?" Twilight got out of bed and made her way down the stairs into the library, Trotting her way over to a small cabinet. She grabbed a small bottle and used her magic to materialize a spoon, with a quiet poof sound and a cloud of sparkles the silver object appeared. Twilight opened the bottle and poured the thick syrup into the spoon, taking in a whiff of the artificial cherry scented red goop made Twilight gag. "Ughh- I hate cough syrup..." Twilight grimaced before gulping it down. "Oh heya there Twilight didn't notice you woke up! I finished organizing the scrolls for you. Ready to open up those library doors?" Spike waved walking into the main room of the library. "Actually I'm going to have to take a sick day, Spike. *Cough* I've got a bit of a cold... I think its going around" Twilight said as she put the bottle back and poofing the spoon back out of existence. "Alrighty then, Twilight! But don't worry I can help you out, and I won't get sick!" He paused and pointed to his scales, "I've got thick scales!" Twilight chuckled a little and walked her way down the hall to where her favorite books were. She liked to keep them away from the main library so that she can read them in peace in her make-shift lounge. The Library was completely Empty, with just the ambient noise of the clock ticking and hoofsteps whenever Twilight moved around. Using her magic she lit up the room, her horn glistening softly with a magenta aura as the room became flooded with light. She then levitated the book over to her bench as she trotted over and lay down on the soft cushions. The opened up the book, this particular book was her absolute favorite. "Little Mares..." She whispered as the lifted the cover page "Chapter one- *Cough* - Maybe I'll just read it in my head..." Meanwhile in SugarCube Corner "Mrs.Cake! MRS.CAKE!" Pinkie Pie yelled, "MISS-ES-CA-KKKK-EEEEEEEE?!" Pinkie Pie trotted around in circles in her room, waiting for the blue mare to trot her way on up the stairs. "Yes Pinkie?" Mrs.Cake asked, "What's wrong dear?" She walked into the room, carrying a sleeping Pound Cake. "Can I take a sick day? I'm feeling a little woozy..." Pinkie Pie asked, "I mean all last night I was getting headaches on and off- I think I've got like a head-cold or something..." Pinkie Pie stopped in her tracks, and stared at Mrs.cake awaiting an answer. "If it's really bothering you that bad Pinkie..." Mrs.Cake hesitated "You're running out of sick leave, you know..." The Blue mare sighed and began trotting out, just as Pound Cake woke up and began screaming and crying. "Shhhhh- Shh! Quiet Pound Cake!" She said stuffing a pacifier into the young foal's mouth. She trotted out of the room and down the stairs, Pinkie was now left alone in her room. The Room was silent just the sounds of her worried pacing filled the air. "You're okay Pinkie, absolutely fine..." Pinkie thought out loud, "Just remember what good-old-Auntie-Pinkie Told ya'! No medicine till you can't move- a little pain just toughens ya' up..." She paused in her speech to look down the hallway near her room, to make sure no pony was walking by her room. She popped her head out the door and looked out into the hallway. It was empty all except for pictures hanging on the walls of the cake family, and a candy themed door leading to the bathroom. "Maybe just one Motrin would be okay..." Pinkie assured to herself walking down to the bathroom door. She paused just as she reached the door, hesitating whether to open the shut door or not. "knock knock!" Pinkie Pie said knocking on the door to make sure nopony was on the other side. "Uh-Just a minute Pinkie..." Mr.Cake called out "I'm almost... almost finished..." With that Pinkie Pie sat down near the door and began waiting. "Ughh..." Pinkie grimaced as she brought her hooves up to her forehead, "Stupid headaches!" The pain was light, but just enough to make a difference. Like hitting your head on a table made of rocks covered in wool continuously. "I'm done." Mr.Cake announced walking out of the bathroom, "Excuse me, Pinkie..." The yellow stallion trotted down the hallway his loud hoofsteps filling the air with sound. Pinkie crawled her way into the bathroom, not bothering to stand up, and reached into the medicine cabinet. She grabbed the bottle of pills and took two out. Holding the pills in her hoof, she got a glass and filled it with water from the sink. *Gulp* She swallowed the pills and drank the rest of the water. "Now to wait a while..." Pinkie Pie said sitting down on the ground and locking the door. She stared out the window, watching the clouds roll by and pass over the sun on occasions. She looked down and saw the lush green grass of the park, as all the little foals played around and laughed. "Aww- That looks like fun. I wish I could be outside... Stupid Headaches!" Pinkie Sighed as her headache passed, "I wonder if anypony else is sick..." The pink pony was left alone with her silence, normally she'd go outside right now or go and bake some treats, but she was just out of it today. II. Little Colds"Rise and shine everypony!" Applejack yawned, grabbing a rusty old pot and a metal ladle and she began banging the two together. Applejack always woke up the family like this, for no apple would ever be left out of a bright new day. "Ugghh- APPLEJACK" Apple bloom whined "Not so loud... *achoo* I feel a little *sniff* sick" The yellow filly looked tired, light bags forming under her eyes, her hair was tangled, and her lips were chapped, the filly looked miserable. "Ya' all right Apple bloom?" Applejack said as she wiped the young filly's bangs back into place, "Ya' need some tissues sugar cube? Wanna take the day off from school?" Applejack handed Apple bloom a box of two-ply tissues, and the filly blew her nose, feeling a little more satisfied she nodded her head."Alright Sugar cube, you just lay back down. I'll go ahead and tell Big Mac and Granny Smith." Applejack gestured the yellow pony back to her room as she trotted off to Big Mac's room, leaving Apple bloom to walk to her room alone. "Ughh" Apple bloom shuttered "This hallway gives me the creeps!*achoo*" She blew her nose again, taking time to clear the nasal passages. She walked into her small room. gingham curtains drawn shut, no sunlight flowing through. The desk lamp turned on with an unfinished sewing project on the desk. The green wallpaper was beginning to peel, giving way to a sticky yellow-ish wall behind. The filly walked over to the desk picking up the sewing needle and trying her best to thread it. She was an earth pony so this task proved difficult, but with an equal amount of frustration and effort she did it. She hummed to herself a lullaby Applejack used to sing to her, as she pulled the thread through one end of the fabric and out the other repeating the process.What she had sewn do far was the body and arms of a stuffed pony, and she was working on the head. "What are ya'? a vampire? Let some light in here!" Applejack teased as she opened the curtains and the room flooded with light, "Celestia gave us the sun, use it Sugar cube! I brought you some water. You doing okay? Can I get you anything?" The glass of water made a light thud as it hit the desk. "No I'm fine sis' I just need to get a little rest... *achoo*" Apple bloom said as she grabbed a tissue and blew her nose. She tossed it into the trash can, and walked over to her bed and laid down. "Alrighty, you get your rest..." Applejack said as she tucked the young filly into the bed, re-closing the curtains and turning off the desk lamp. She walked out, and closed the door behind her leaving the room pitch-black. Apple blooms eyes shot open. "Sis'! The night light!" She said, "You should know my fears by now!" Applejack ducked back into the room, flicking on the night-light and ducked back out. "that's better..." Apple bloom whispered to herself, closing her eyes once again, nuzzling against the pillow. And in the Carousel Boutique "Uh, Sweetie Belle, could you do me a favor and try this dress on for me?" Rarity said as she levitated a foal sized dress with her blue aura, "It's for Hoity Toity's daughter. Sure its just a little rough, and still needs improvement, but I need to size it properly. The dress was a beautiful Ombre, Starting as a pale yellow and fading into pink. The chiffon ruffles and bows along the edges where a light orange blending well with the pink and yellow, and it tied in a bow in the back. "Really? Wow! this dress is SO awesome!" Sweetie belle cheered in celebration, it wasn't often she got to try on something she liked. And with that, Rarity untied the back bow, placed the dress on Sweetie Belle, and retied the back. "How do I look?" Sweetie belle asked. Rarity used her magic to pull a mirror over, and the filly's jaw dropped down in pure awe. "It-it-its..." Sweetie belle stuttered as she was too stunned for words. "Well, how is it?" Rarity said interrupting Sweetie's fantasy. "Amazi-" Sweetie belle was interrupted by a sudden pain in her stomach, a swirling churning feeling overtook her, she felt her throat filling up and all of the sudden her mouth poured out a foul smelling substance. "SWEETIE BELLE! Go take the dress off, wash up, and straight to bed. You should have told me that you were sick!" Rarity yelled in anger, as she watched the dress she worked her plot off on be ruined right before her eyes. "But I- but" Sweetie stuttered. "Ah! No buts! Do as I say!" Rarity interrupted. Sweetie belle took the dress off, and stomped up the stairs. "Stupid Rarity..." She mumbled under her breathe, "Go die in hole or something..." She started drawing a hot bath, watching the water swish and swirl around the white tub. The waves rolled back and forth, forth and back, it was transcending... The filly began spacing out, just sitting and staring at the water. "Snap out of it!" She whisper shouted at herself, as she plopped into the tub. III.Baby stepsTwilight, was in her bed coughing. "*cough* ack! Stupid darn cough *cough*" the purple pony hacked, spitting out some mucus. Her room was a mess, for the past two days she had done nothing to clean it, and generated even more mess. Her mane was unkempt, tangled and greasy. The blinds were drawn down, and the room was so dark to the point where your average pony could barely make out what was what and where that what was. Her eyes had bags, making her look as if she got no sleep for the past week, however these bags were stress induced. Twilight got out of her messy bed, messing up the covers even further, not even bothering to clean it up. She fabricated another spoon, grabbing the cough syrup bottle that she had on her dresser. She poured the goopy red liquid into the spoon, and gulped it down. It tasted so bad that it made her cringe. She began reading the back of the bottle, curious as to why it wasn't working. "If sickness does not improve, or worsens within two days, please consult a doctor." The pony read out-loud, "GOD! I need to go to the doctor, somethings not right!" Twilight trotted down the stairs at a very urgent pace. "Heya Twilight! Did you sleep well, I've been managing the library for you!" Spike cheered seeing his owner. "No time to talk, gotta go to the docto-" She paused. The Library was filled with ponies. All looking at her in shock, for she didn't look like the princess's prized pupil, but instead some deranged phsyco. "SPIKE!" she yelled "What is with all the ponies?! I TOLD you, to close the library!" Twilight paced circles around spike, her steps screaming in anger. "I-I-I'm I'm sorry Twilight! I-I'll close up... RIGHT NOW!" Spike stuttered in fear and guilt. He walked over to the center of the library, and took a look at all the ponies who had stopped in their tracks blinking in disbelief. "Go home..." Spike ordered walking away. "Is that really the mare who saved us from discord?" Somepony said. Twilight shot the mare an angered look, and everypony else stayed silent fast-walking out of the building. "Now then- Off to the doctors!" Twilight said trotting her way out the door as well. She hurried over to the doctor's office along the dirt roads, trying her best to ignore the mix of shocked and dirty looks that were shot her way, but she eventually made it. "I need to see a doctor." Twilight said to the nurse mare behind the window. "Ye-Yes right away! By the looks of you... you'll need more than a doctor- but a doctor is the least I can do!" The mare said fumbling with the clip-board and quill. She looked panicked as if Twilight were -again- some kind of deranged phsyco. Twilight levitated the quill with her magic, signing her name onto the list. "O-Okay... right through that door... On the l-left!" she pointed her white hoof to a door that read "Dr.Medicine" "Okay!" Twilight cheered giving the mare a smile, which cause the mare to duck in fear. "What has gotten into her..." Twilight muttered under her breathe as she opened the door. "Ahh! oh- sorry! Hi..." A brown stallion greeted, "Umm... Doctor medicine." "Twilight." The purple pony smiled walking deeper into the room. "AHH!" She screamed seeing herself in the mirror for the first time in a couple days, "I-I look like a monster! Ha! That explains why everypony was looking at me weird!" She turned around with a creepy smile on her face, as she chuckled to herself. She found it so funny that she was a blind idiot. "Okay- so. Open wide." The stallion ordered, and Twilight did so. The stallion pressed a popsicle stick down onto her tongue looking into her throat. It looked red and bumpy, with a slight bit or blood around the side. He took the stick away, and she closed her mouth, and he grabbed his stethoscope. He pressed it against her chest "Breathe." he ordered. She followed the order, but started laughing. "I'm already breathing!" She laughed rolling her eyes "If I wasn't breathing, Then I'd be dead, and if I was dead I wouldn't be here!" The stallion drooped his ears down. She truly was mad, wasn't she. He pulled his stethoscope away, and put in back around his neck. "You know... I think the disease is in your brain, and I think- know that it would benefit everypony if I searched for it... to find a 'cure'." he said, "what I'm saying is that I'm offering YOU a free brain operation for the greater good of science..." There was a gap in the conversation that lasted awhile, it didn't phase the stallion, but for Twilight the silence was deafening. "YES!" She abruptly said trying to break the gap, when she felt a shot in her flank as a numbness swept her over. "W-wwaait! Ii maent tooo ssay n-" She blacked out. And when she woke up she was at home in her bed, "Spike... how did I get here?" She asked. There was no response. She tried to drift off to sleep but instead found herself tossing and turning. But then... She started smiling. Laughing. Against her will, "W-Why?!" She laughed as tears started bubbling up in her eyes. Author's Note Okay so... There was about a day long gap between twilight blacking out and waking up. Everypony with the disease is either "mad" now, or about to be. Sorry if ponies are out of character, for they are losing grip of their mind... and sorry if the pacing is off! I'm still in middle school! I'm not great at writing stories! IV. On The brinkRarity trotted out of the boutique, and down to where the stone paved path met with the dirt road. She lit her horn up pulling the newspaper up to eye level flipping through the pages as began she walking back. An article (that wasn't the gossip column) caught her eye, "Disease outbreak... Mentally unsafe... Coughing and such... escalates... as confirmed by Dr. Medicine!" She skimmed through, dropping the paper and running inside. Busting through the door to Sweetie Belle's room "SWEETIE BELLE!" She yelled out, panting from running "Are you okay? ARE YOU STILL SANE?!" "Oh, well look who it is! RaaAAaaRiity!" Sweetie Belle mocked as she turned her head around, smiling "What are you doing here? Did your HOOVES get dirty on the DIRT road? Oh no! boo-hoo! SOME BUCKING DIRT!" She snickered as she stood up staring at Rarity. "Good God! You've gone mad!" She screamed as her horn lit the room up a bright blue, and the sounds of a nearby curtain being ripped off the rode filled the room. The white curtain hovered into the room as it wrapped around the white filly and the room was filled with a bright white light. As the light faded away, Sweetie Belle was left in a straight jacket, struggling around. "This will, hopefully, prevent you from going mad... sure its only been a few days... but better safe than sorry!" Rarity said looking at the filly struggle. "YOU are the one who's bucking INSANE!" Sweetie Belle yelled, "But NO! Blame it on your sibling! LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO! But boo hoo! Don't cry to me when you're insane!" Rarity looked astonished, she opened her mouth, only to fall into a coughing fit. She backed out of the room slowly raising a hoof to cover her coughs. Sweetie Belle squirmed around, as Rarity left her alone. "Stupid Rarity! Leaving me alone! smiling..." The filly said as she struggled around. She banged her head on the floor, tangling her mane. She tried to break the seems of the jacket with her magic, but she was far to weak. She laid down feeling defeated, and oddly hungry. She smirked, an idea popping into her head, as she looked at her arms. She lowered her head into her right arm gnawing on the fabric until her teeth sunk through. She winced a little, and bit down as hard as she could ripping through the fabric and a few layers of skin. A red liquid was on her teeth and peeped through the teeth prints on her fore-arm. She chewed, moving the chunk of skin around in her mouth, and swallowed. She bit down more, blood gushing out into her mouth. The red liquid oozed out and dripped onto the carpet. Her arm was covered with blood, and her white teeth now made it look like she had been eating cherries. Eventually, after eating a good portion of her arm, she wriggled her stump of an arm out of the jacket. With one "arm" out of the jacket she managed to take the other arm out. She pulled it off with one hoof, standing up on her hind legs. She trotted over to the window and paused to look at her severed hoof. She turned her head back to the window and jumped out with no second thoughts. Her body made a loud thud as a sudden pain jolted through her body. She felt ribs crack and a churning pain in her stomach area as her organs wiggled back and forth. The broken rib chunks pushed against her chest and she slid across the grass. Her vision blurred as the world spun round and round. The spinning grew faster and she felt queasy, her mouth opened up and a brownish yellowish reddish chunky liquid poured out. Everything faded to black and her head slumped down. Author's Note I still think the pacing is off V. Quiet Voices V. Quiet Voices Pinkie Pie rolled around on the carpet in her room holding her hoofs up to her forehead. For the past four days she had been getting horrible headaches, and her hair had gone unkempt. The pony was once all smiles had decayed into a miserable pony of pain and fear. "Agghh!" She grimaced in pain, "Get out of my head!" "No, we are going to help you out of this." A little voice whispered. "What? How can you help me?" Pinkie questioned, as she ceased her rolling and looked around, "Where even are you?" "I'm a part of you," Xe whispered back, "and I know who caused this. I know how we can stop them!" "Who? Who did this? Tell me!" She more or less ordered. "Its was a doctor, and if you want to stop feeling this pain you should get rid of all doctors in ponyville..." Xe explained. "Wha- which doctor? Is there another way? Why get rid of them? HOW DID THEY CAUSE THIS? WHY DID THEY CAUSE THIS?!" Pinkie asked, anger brewing in her soul. She always knew that doctors were pure evil! "Neither you or I know who they are... so we should just get rid of all them! Doctors are evil anyway..." The voice responded. "Sounds reasonable enough..." She muttered, standing up and walking out the door and down the stairs, "But... It doctors are evil... Why only get rid of the ponyville doctors? Why not so if the doctors?" "That choice is yours. I am merely here to talk you through the process. You could save everypony, but you should start in Ponyville." Xe responded, in a rather monotonous voice, "But these doctors should be gotten rid of for good. We should -No. We NEED to kill them. "You are right!" Pinkie said as she bolted her way to the door, "Wait- Why am I doing this? Wh-What if you are wrong?" "Wrong? How could we be wrong? Your mother didn't die of disease until she saw a doctor! You never know you are sick until the doctor tells you that you are! Why are you doubting my trust? WHY AREN'T YOU DOUBTING THE DOCTORS?!?" The voice snapped back, changing from calm to angered in an instance. "Woah... Um... Are you okay? I just kind doubted you a teensy little tiny bit, because I guess I barely know who you are... I mean, we're friends. I trust you and all you have to say. I think... I just I dunno. My soul feels all angry, my head feels sick... I-I need to sit down..." She said her eyes drooping down as well as her mane. She felt sadness wash over her body, she felt empty. Her soul felt hollow and depressing. She stopped midstride and plopped herself down. "And now that I think about it, mom was there when she died... So was dad. I was, Maud, Inky, Blinky... Last time I got sick, other than now I guess, the cakes were there..." "Yes. You are right. Everypony had been around when trouble started. Every time you got hurt, every time you felt sad, every time you felt worthless, some pony else was there. You wouldn't make yourself feel bad or get hurt, right?" "Why would I? I hate feeling like that?" "Well, if you didn't make yourself feel bad then who did? Who else was there?" "Other ponies?" "So who yo you think caused you the pain and despair?" "Other... ponnies? So they caused me all that pain? Every single last one of them?! I thought they were friends! But NO! they were just jerks... No not just jerks... They were-they were... Bitches! Worse than bitches! I am my only friend! And you- oh you too! You are my only friend other than myself! You helped me see the truth!" The pony rolled back and forth on the rough hardwood flooring, splinters poking their way into her back. She laughed and giggled, not fleeting throughout her. She smiled a large devious smile. "Come on!" She giggled trotting down the stairs with her new found friend. "I thought, doctors are only part of the problem! We could just get rid of everyone! No more bitches, no more pain!" She giggled as she made her way into the kitchen. As she rummaged through the drawers she began laughing hysterically. She pulled out a glistening metal cleaver, often used to chop through very tough thick things. Only now did she realize that it was midnight, and the house was silent, with the sound of her cackling the only exception to the silence. All of the sudden she hard hoof steps. Coming closer. Coming closer from upstairs. She froze wide eyed wearing a large malicious grin. "Pinkie! Why are you being so loud?" Mrs. Cake scolded facing Pinkie Pie's back. She realized that pinkies hair was straight. "Oh god..." She whispered to herself knowing what could racing through that pink pony's mind. "I just... He you know... Kinda sorta..." Pinkie turned around still bearing her malicious grin and cleaver, " am going to kill you... " with that pinkie roared with laughter, and Mrs. Cake tried to run away. Pinkie snatched a hold of Mrs. Cake's hind leg and spun the blue pony around. The two were face to face, and pinkie leaned in close. Her laughter deafeningly horrifying. The blue pony shivered in fear as her ears drooped down and she shut her eyes tight. Pinkie gripped the cleaver with her spare hoof, swinging at the cowering pony in front of her. It hit Mrs. Cake right above the flank. Blood splattered on the two and all over the floor. Mrs. Cake tried to hold back screams of pain in fear her family might see. The cleaver repetitively hit the same spot, chopping her flesh. Whimpers of pain and get filed the air as pinkie continued stabbing her way to the spinal cord, until she hit a blow right between two of the disks. The two were now drenched in blood. Not them, but the floor and counter all glistened a shade of deep red. Mrs. Cake tried to move her free hind leg, but this only worsened the problem. The pain was far too much. She passed out. Pinkie pie realized this, and stopped with the cleaver. She dropped the unconscious pony as if it was nothing. Mr. Cake was a heavy sleeper, boy was he in for a surprise. The pink pony walked out still carrying the cleaver and soaked in blood. It was far too late for anypony to be up. Mrs. Cake would bleed to death soon, and pinkie could manage to find a place to stay the night. Author's Note Xe is pretty much He/She but gender neutral. Implying that "the voice" Has no gender/ is un-determined. Also sorry for turps Typos, this was typed late at night on mobile. VI. Sweetie?"S-Sweetie belle? Are you okay?!" Rarity panicked. Sweetie belle looked around as she opened her eyes, the room she was in was mostly white and clean... well except for her. She was missing an arm and her face was covered in blood. She had a bandage wrapped around her waist. What was this place? Oh- it was a hospital. great. "oh, you're alive... a-are you okay?" Rarity asked. "Why does it matter?" Sweetie belle snarled back, sure she was in pain but a hospital is just an awful place to be. "I'm still mad, you know. This is the last place I'd want to kill you at. "W-what?! Kill ME? You could have died! I saved you!" Rarity burst out, "That was rather reckless! Wait- oh my... could this be..." She trailed off. "Be what?" Sweetie belle glared, "Wait- I don't care. Now, if you'd excuse me, I have to go pee." Sweetie belle struggled to get out of the bed, and hobbled her way out of the room. "Wait! Sweetie belle? Come back! I fear your lo- oh its no point... She can't hear me now..." At that moment Dr. Medicine walked into the room. He was holding a clipboard with his magic, suddenly he dropped the clipboard, his eyes widened, and he turned to Rarity. "Wh-What, WHAT?! Where is the patient? Where did she go?!" He yelled. Rarity looked back and blinked a bit, "She went to the bathroom?" She squeaked nervously. Sweetie belle might not have ACTUALLY gone to the bathroom, but she didn't want to sound like she unleashed a potentially insane filly to the public. Dr. Medicine just looked at her in awe. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it and just ran out of the room. Meanwhile sweetie belle had just ran out of the hospital. "Stupid rarity... putting me in the hospital" She stopped for a moment looking back, "I-I know, I'll just go to apple bloom's! She won't go all crazy and take me back to that stupid hospital!" She looked around getting her bearings, before running off towards sweet apple acres. Eventually, she made to the her friends house. "I don't think I can just walk right in... considering the fact that i'm missing an arm and have blood on my face." She tilted her head, making apple bloom's window come into sight. "Maybe I can just-" She thought out loud as she put all of her effort into lifting herself. Her whole body glowed a light lime as she hovered off the ground a bit. "Oh well what do you know?" She smiled, "I'm flying! Whee- ah!" the filly fell to the ground hitting her back. It stung a little bit, but her back did have a bandage on it so it might have been padded a bit. "Thats probably going to bruise. Oh well, never stop trying!" She lifted herself up again, but failed once more. "You know what? I think I'll just use the door." She walked back to the front door and used a bit of magic to pick the lock. She'd gotten far better at walking with three legs, and didn't really need to limp at this point. She trotted her way in and closed the door behind her. She made her way through the hallways without anyone noticing. "Where is everypony?" She whispered. Eventually she made her way over to apple bloom's room and opened the door. The yellow filly was sitting at her desk in silence. "Uhh- Hi Apple bloom! I like what you did to the walls, is that new wall paper? I always figured this room would look nice if it were red..." Sweetie said. Silence. "Perhaps we could turn on the light?" She flicked on the light switch and saw a red lump by apple bloom's bed. "Uhh whats this? A new blanket or something?" Still silence. She walked closer to it and saw that it wasn't a red pile of blanket. "Is this Big Mac?" She said poking the lump of corpse. Apple bloom turned around and nodded. The yellow filly was smiling, her face also covered in blood. "Why are you so quiet?" Sweetie asked. Apple bloom pointed at her smile, still as wide as ever. Upon closer inspection Sweetie belle saw that the filly's mouth was sewn shut. "Oh- I guess that why it feels like I'm the only one who's talk-" She paused since her stomach was growling, "You know I'm kind of hungry. Do you have any apple snacks?" Apple Bloom pointed to the lump of corpse."Eh, it's food." Sweetie belle shrugged as she walked over to the corpse as she began chewing on it. "It's not that bad actually, I mean- don't knock it till you try it...." Author's Note Hey ^w^ It's been awhile, I've just been busy with life and dragons on flight rising. Still hope the pacing isn't off, but you guys can tell me if it's fine or not. Anyway I may or may not update it more frequently now.
I. A Common ColdTwilight woke up to Celestia's beautiful sun rising and bringing in day. Rays of golden light shot through her window pane as she let out a small yawn. "Good morning Sp- *Cough*" Twilight said as she broke out into a fit of coughs, " Ah- *Cough* gosh! when did I get *Cough* sick all the sudden?" Twilight got out of bed and made her way down the stairs into the library, Trotting her way over to a small cabinet. She grabbed a small bottle and used her magic to materialize a spoon, with a quiet poof sound and a cloud of sparkles the silver object appeared. Twilight opened the bottle and poured the thick syrup into the spoon, taking in a whiff of the artificial cherry scented red goop made Twilight gag. "Ughh- I hate cough syrup..." Twilight grimaced before gulping it down. "Oh heya there Twilight didn't notice you woke up! I finished organizing the scrolls for you. Ready to open up those library doors?" Spike waved walking into the main room of the library. "Actually I'm going to have to take a sick day, Spike. *Cough* I've got a bit of a cold... I think its going around" Twilight said as she put the bottle back and poofing the spoon back out of existence. "Alrighty then, Twilight! But don't worry I can help you out, and I won't get sick!" He paused and pointed to his scales, "I've got thick scales!" Twilight chuckled a little and walked her way down the hall to where her favorite books were. She liked to keep them away from the main library so that she can read them in peace in her make-shift lounge. The Library was completely Empty, with just the ambient noise of the clock ticking and hoofsteps whenever Twilight moved around. Using her magic she lit up the room, her horn glistening softly with a magenta aura as the room became flooded with light. She then levitated the book over to her bench as she trotted over and lay down on the soft cushions. The opened up the book, this particular book was her absolute favorite. "Little Mares..." She whispered as the lifted the cover page "Chapter one- *Cough* - Maybe I'll just read it in my head..." Meanwhile in SugarCube Corner "Mrs.Cake! MRS.CAKE!" Pinkie Pie yelled, "MISS-ES-CA-KKKK-EEEEEEEE?!" Pinkie Pie trotted around in circles in her room, waiting for the blue mare to trot her way on up the stairs. "Yes Pinkie?" Mrs.Cake asked, "What's wrong dear?" She walked into the room, carrying a sleeping Pound Cake. "Can I take a sick day? I'm feeling a little woozy..." Pinkie Pie asked, "I mean all last night I was getting headaches on and off- I think I've got like a head-cold or something..." Pinkie Pie stopped in her tracks, and stared at Mrs.cake awaiting an answer. "If it's really bothering you that bad Pinkie..." Mrs.Cake hesitated "You're running out of sick leave, you know..." The Blue mare sighed and began trotting out, just as Pound Cake woke up and began screaming and crying. "Shhhhh- Shh! Quiet Pound Cake!" She said stuffing a pacifier into the young foal's mouth. She trotted out of the room and down the stairs, Pinkie was now left alone in her room. The Room was silent just the sounds of her worried pacing filled the air. "You're okay Pinkie, absolutely fine..." Pinkie thought out loud, "Just remember what good-old-Auntie-Pinkie Told ya'! No medicine till you can't move- a little pain just toughens ya' up..." She paused in her speech to look down the hallway near her room, to make sure no pony was walking by her room. She popped her head out the door and looked out into the hallway. It was empty all except for pictures hanging on the walls of the cake family, and a candy themed door leading to the bathroom. "Maybe just one Motrin would be okay..." Pinkie assured to herself walking down to the bathroom door. She paused just as she reached the door, hesitating whether to open the shut door or not. "knock knock!" Pinkie Pie said knocking on the door to make sure nopony was on the other side. "Uh-Just a minute Pinkie..." Mr.Cake called out "I'm almost... almost finished..." With that Pinkie Pie sat down near the door and began waiting. "Ughh..." Pinkie grimaced as she brought her hooves up to her forehead, "Stupid headaches!" The pain was light, but just enough to make a difference. Like hitting your head on a table made of rocks covered in wool continuously. "I'm done." Mr.Cake announced walking out of the bathroom, "Excuse me, Pinkie..." The yellow stallion trotted down the hallway his loud hoofsteps filling the air with sound. Pinkie crawled her way into the bathroom, not bothering to stand up, and reached into the medicine cabinet. She grabbed the bottle of pills and took two out. Holding the pills in her hoof, she got a glass and filled it with water from the sink. *Gulp* She swallowed the pills and drank the rest of the water. "Now to wait a while..." Pinkie Pie said sitting down on the ground and locking the door. She stared out the window, watching the clouds roll by and pass over the sun on occasions. She looked down and saw the lush green grass of the park, as all the little foals played around and laughed. "Aww- That looks like fun. I wish I could be outside... Stupid Headaches!" Pinkie Sighed as her headache passed, "I wonder if anypony else is sick..." The pink pony was left alone with her silence, normally she'd go outside right now or go and bake some treats, but she was just out of it today.
II. Little Colds"Rise and shine everypony!" Applejack yawned, grabbing a rusty old pot and a metal ladle and she began banging the two together. Applejack always woke up the family like this, for no apple would ever be left out of a bright new day. "Ugghh- APPLEJACK" Apple bloom whined "Not so loud... *achoo* I feel a little *sniff* sick" The yellow filly looked tired, light bags forming under her eyes, her hair was tangled, and her lips were chapped, the filly looked miserable. "Ya' all right Apple bloom?" Applejack said as she wiped the young filly's bangs back into place, "Ya' need some tissues sugar cube? Wanna take the day off from school?" Applejack handed Apple bloom a box of two-ply tissues, and the filly blew her nose, feeling a little more satisfied she nodded her head."Alright Sugar cube, you just lay back down. I'll go ahead and tell Big Mac and Granny Smith." Applejack gestured the yellow pony back to her room as she trotted off to Big Mac's room, leaving Apple bloom to walk to her room alone. "Ughh" Apple bloom shuttered "This hallway gives me the creeps!*achoo*" She blew her nose again, taking time to clear the nasal passages. She walked into her small room. gingham curtains drawn shut, no sunlight flowing through. The desk lamp turned on with an unfinished sewing project on the desk. The green wallpaper was beginning to peel, giving way to a sticky yellow-ish wall behind. The filly walked over to the desk picking up the sewing needle and trying her best to thread it. She was an earth pony so this task proved difficult, but with an equal amount of frustration and effort she did it. She hummed to herself a lullaby Applejack used to sing to her, as she pulled the thread through one end of the fabric and out the other repeating the process.What she had sewn do far was the body and arms of a stuffed pony, and she was working on the head. "What are ya'? a vampire? Let some light in here!" Applejack teased as she opened the curtains and the room flooded with light, "Celestia gave us the sun, use it Sugar cube! I brought you some water. You doing okay? Can I get you anything?" The glass of water made a light thud as it hit the desk. "No I'm fine sis' I just need to get a little rest... *achoo*" Apple bloom said as she grabbed a tissue and blew her nose. She tossed it into the trash can, and walked over to her bed and laid down. "Alrighty, you get your rest..." Applejack said as she tucked the young filly into the bed, re-closing the curtains and turning off the desk lamp. She walked out, and closed the door behind her leaving the room pitch-black. Apple blooms eyes shot open. "Sis'! The night light!" She said, "You should know my fears by now!" Applejack ducked back into the room, flicking on the night-light and ducked back out. "that's better..." Apple bloom whispered to herself, closing her eyes once again, nuzzling against the pillow. And in the Carousel Boutique "Uh, Sweetie Belle, could you do me a favor and try this dress on for me?" Rarity said as she levitated a foal sized dress with her blue aura, "It's for Hoity Toity's daughter. Sure its just a little rough, and still needs improvement, but I need to size it properly. The dress was a beautiful Ombre, Starting as a pale yellow and fading into pink. The chiffon ruffles and bows along the edges where a light orange blending well with the pink and yellow, and it tied in a bow in the back. "Really? Wow! this dress is SO awesome!" Sweetie belle cheered in celebration, it wasn't often she got to try on something she liked. And with that, Rarity untied the back bow, placed the dress on Sweetie Belle, and retied the back. "How do I look?" Sweetie belle asked. Rarity used her magic to pull a mirror over, and the filly's jaw dropped down in pure awe. "It-it-its..." Sweetie belle stuttered as she was too stunned for words. "Well, how is it?" Rarity said interrupting Sweetie's fantasy. "Amazi-" Sweetie belle was interrupted by a sudden pain in her stomach, a swirling churning feeling overtook her, she felt her throat filling up and all of the sudden her mouth poured out a foul smelling substance. "SWEETIE BELLE! Go take the dress off, wash up, and straight to bed. You should have told me that you were sick!" Rarity yelled in anger, as she watched the dress she worked her plot off on be ruined right before her eyes. "But I- but" Sweetie stuttered. "Ah! No buts! Do as I say!" Rarity interrupted. Sweetie belle took the dress off, and stomped up the stairs. "Stupid Rarity..." She mumbled under her breathe, "Go die in hole or something..." She started drawing a hot bath, watching the water swish and swirl around the white tub. The waves rolled back and forth, forth and back, it was transcending... The filly began spacing out, just sitting and staring at the water. "Snap out of it!" She whisper shouted at herself, as she plopped into the tub.
III.Baby stepsTwilight, was in her bed coughing. "*cough* ack! Stupid darn cough *cough*" the purple pony hacked, spitting out some mucus. Her room was a mess, for the past two days she had done nothing to clean it, and generated even more mess. Her mane was unkempt, tangled and greasy. The blinds were drawn down, and the room was so dark to the point where your average pony could barely make out what was what and where that what was. Her eyes had bags, making her look as if she got no sleep for the past week, however these bags were stress induced. Twilight got out of her messy bed, messing up the covers even further, not even bothering to clean it up. She fabricated another spoon, grabbing the cough syrup bottle that she had on her dresser. She poured the goopy red liquid into the spoon, and gulped it down. It tasted so bad that it made her cringe. She began reading the back of the bottle, curious as to why it wasn't working. "If sickness does not improve, or worsens within two days, please consult a doctor." The pony read out-loud, "GOD! I need to go to the doctor, somethings not right!" Twilight trotted down the stairs at a very urgent pace. "Heya Twilight! Did you sleep well, I've been managing the library for you!" Spike cheered seeing his owner. "No time to talk, gotta go to the docto-" She paused. The Library was filled with ponies. All looking at her in shock, for she didn't look like the princess's prized pupil, but instead some deranged phsyco. "SPIKE!" she yelled "What is with all the ponies?! I TOLD you, to close the library!" Twilight paced circles around spike, her steps screaming in anger. "I-I-I'm I'm sorry Twilight! I-I'll close up... RIGHT NOW!" Spike stuttered in fear and guilt. He walked over to the center of the library, and took a look at all the ponies who had stopped in their tracks blinking in disbelief. "Go home..." Spike ordered walking away. "Is that really the mare who saved us from discord?" Somepony said. Twilight shot the mare an angered look, and everypony else stayed silent fast-walking out of the building. "Now then- Off to the doctors!" Twilight said trotting her way out the door as well. She hurried over to the doctor's office along the dirt roads, trying her best to ignore the mix of shocked and dirty looks that were shot her way, but she eventually made it. "I need to see a doctor." Twilight said to the nurse mare behind the window. "Ye-Yes right away! By the looks of you... you'll need more than a doctor- but a doctor is the least I can do!" The mare said fumbling with the clip-board and quill. She looked panicked as if Twilight were -again- some kind of deranged phsyco. Twilight levitated the quill with her magic, signing her name onto the list. "O-Okay... right through that door... On the l-left!" she pointed her white hoof to a door that read "Dr.Medicine" "Okay!" Twilight cheered giving the mare a smile, which cause the mare to duck in fear. "What has gotten into her..." Twilight muttered under her breathe as she opened the door. "Ahh! oh- sorry! Hi..." A brown stallion greeted, "Umm... Doctor medicine." "Twilight." The purple pony smiled walking deeper into the room. "AHH!" She screamed seeing herself in the mirror for the first time in a couple days, "I-I look like a monster! Ha! That explains why everypony was looking at me weird!" She turned around with a creepy smile on her face, as she chuckled to herself. She found it so funny that she was a blind idiot. "Okay- so. Open wide." The stallion ordered, and Twilight did so. The stallion pressed a popsicle stick down onto her tongue looking into her throat. It looked red and bumpy, with a slight bit or blood around the side. He took the stick away, and she closed her mouth, and he grabbed his stethoscope. He pressed it against her chest "Breathe." he ordered. She followed the order, but started laughing. "I'm already breathing!" She laughed rolling her eyes "If I wasn't breathing, Then I'd be dead, and if I was dead I wouldn't be here!" The stallion drooped his ears down. She truly was mad, wasn't she. He pulled his stethoscope away, and put in back around his neck. "You know... I think the disease is in your brain, and I think- know that it would benefit everypony if I searched for it... to find a 'cure'." he said, "what I'm saying is that I'm offering YOU a free brain operation for the greater good of science..." There was a gap in the conversation that lasted awhile, it didn't phase the stallion, but for Twilight the silence was deafening. "YES!" She abruptly said trying to break the gap, when she felt a shot in her flank as a numbness swept her over. "W-wwaait! Ii maent tooo ssay n-" She blacked out. And when she woke up she was at home in her bed, "Spike... how did I get here?" She asked. There was no response. She tried to drift off to sleep but instead found herself tossing and turning. But then... She started smiling. Laughing. Against her will, "W-Why?!" She laughed as tears started bubbling up in her eyes. Author's Note Okay so... There was about a day long gap between twilight blacking out and waking up. Everypony with the disease is either "mad" now, or about to be. Sorry if ponies are out of character, for they are losing grip of their mind... and sorry if the pacing is off! I'm still in middle school! I'm not great at writing stories!
IV. On The brinkRarity trotted out of the boutique, and down to where the stone paved path met with the dirt road. She lit her horn up pulling the newspaper up to eye level flipping through the pages as began she walking back. An article (that wasn't the gossip column) caught her eye, "Disease outbreak... Mentally unsafe... Coughing and such... escalates... as confirmed by Dr. Medicine!" She skimmed through, dropping the paper and running inside. Busting through the door to Sweetie Belle's room "SWEETIE BELLE!" She yelled out, panting from running "Are you okay? ARE YOU STILL SANE?!" "Oh, well look who it is! RaaAAaaRiity!" Sweetie Belle mocked as she turned her head around, smiling "What are you doing here? Did your HOOVES get dirty on the DIRT road? Oh no! boo-hoo! SOME BUCKING DIRT!" She snickered as she stood up staring at Rarity. "Good God! You've gone mad!" She screamed as her horn lit the room up a bright blue, and the sounds of a nearby curtain being ripped off the rode filled the room. The white curtain hovered into the room as it wrapped around the white filly and the room was filled with a bright white light. As the light faded away, Sweetie Belle was left in a straight jacket, struggling around. "This will, hopefully, prevent you from going mad... sure its only been a few days... but better safe than sorry!" Rarity said looking at the filly struggle. "YOU are the one who's bucking INSANE!" Sweetie Belle yelled, "But NO! Blame it on your sibling! LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO! But boo hoo! Don't cry to me when you're insane!" Rarity looked astonished, she opened her mouth, only to fall into a coughing fit. She backed out of the room slowly raising a hoof to cover her coughs. Sweetie Belle squirmed around, as Rarity left her alone. "Stupid Rarity! Leaving me alone! smiling..." The filly said as she struggled around. She banged her head on the floor, tangling her mane. She tried to break the seems of the jacket with her magic, but she was far to weak. She laid down feeling defeated, and oddly hungry. She smirked, an idea popping into her head, as she looked at her arms. She lowered her head into her right arm gnawing on the fabric until her teeth sunk through. She winced a little, and bit down as hard as she could ripping through the fabric and a few layers of skin. A red liquid was on her teeth and peeped through the teeth prints on her fore-arm. She chewed, moving the chunk of skin around in her mouth, and swallowed. She bit down more, blood gushing out into her mouth. The red liquid oozed out and dripped onto the carpet. Her arm was covered with blood, and her white teeth now made it look like she had been eating cherries. Eventually, after eating a good portion of her arm, she wriggled her stump of an arm out of the jacket. With one "arm" out of the jacket she managed to take the other arm out. She pulled it off with one hoof, standing up on her hind legs. She trotted over to the window and paused to look at her severed hoof. She turned her head back to the window and jumped out with no second thoughts. Her body made a loud thud as a sudden pain jolted through her body. She felt ribs crack and a churning pain in her stomach area as her organs wiggled back and forth. The broken rib chunks pushed against her chest and she slid across the grass. Her vision blurred as the world spun round and round. The spinning grew faster and she felt queasy, her mouth opened up and a brownish yellowish reddish chunky liquid poured out. Everything faded to black and her head slumped down. Author's Note I still think the pacing is off
V. Quiet Voices V. Quiet Voices Pinkie Pie rolled around on the carpet in her room holding her hoofs up to her forehead. For the past four days she had been getting horrible headaches, and her hair had gone unkempt. The pony was once all smiles had decayed into a miserable pony of pain and fear. "Agghh!" She grimaced in pain, "Get out of my head!" "No, we are going to help you out of this." A little voice whispered. "What? How can you help me?" Pinkie questioned, as she ceased her rolling and looked around, "Where even are you?" "I'm a part of you," Xe whispered back, "and I know who caused this. I know how we can stop them!" "Who? Who did this? Tell me!" She more or less ordered. "Its was a doctor, and if you want to stop feeling this pain you should get rid of all doctors in ponyville..." Xe explained. "Wha- which doctor? Is there another way? Why get rid of them? HOW DID THEY CAUSE THIS? WHY DID THEY CAUSE THIS?!" Pinkie asked, anger brewing in her soul. She always knew that doctors were pure evil! "Neither you or I know who they are... so we should just get rid of all them! Doctors are evil anyway..." The voice responded. "Sounds reasonable enough..." She muttered, standing up and walking out the door and down the stairs, "But... It doctors are evil... Why only get rid of the ponyville doctors? Why not so if the doctors?" "That choice is yours. I am merely here to talk you through the process. You could save everypony, but you should start in Ponyville." Xe responded, in a rather monotonous voice, "But these doctors should be gotten rid of for good. We should -No. We NEED to kill them. "You are right!" Pinkie said as she bolted her way to the door, "Wait- Why am I doing this? Wh-What if you are wrong?" "Wrong? How could we be wrong? Your mother didn't die of disease until she saw a doctor! You never know you are sick until the doctor tells you that you are! Why are you doubting my trust? WHY AREN'T YOU DOUBTING THE DOCTORS?!?" The voice snapped back, changing from calm to angered in an instance. "Woah... Um... Are you okay? I just kind doubted you a teensy little tiny bit, because I guess I barely know who you are... I mean, we're friends. I trust you and all you have to say. I think... I just I dunno. My soul feels all angry, my head feels sick... I-I need to sit down..." She said her eyes drooping down as well as her mane. She felt sadness wash over her body, she felt empty. Her soul felt hollow and depressing. She stopped midstride and plopped herself down. "And now that I think about it, mom was there when she died... So was dad. I was, Maud, Inky, Blinky... Last time I got sick, other than now I guess, the cakes were there..." "Yes. You are right. Everypony had been around when trouble started. Every time you got hurt, every time you felt sad, every time you felt worthless, some pony else was there. You wouldn't make yourself feel bad or get hurt, right?" "Why would I? I hate feeling like that?" "Well, if you didn't make yourself feel bad then who did? Who else was there?" "Other ponies?" "So who yo you think caused you the pain and despair?" "Other... ponnies? So they caused me all that pain? Every single last one of them?! I thought they were friends! But NO! they were just jerks... No not just jerks... They were-they were... Bitches! Worse than bitches! I am my only friend! And you- oh you too! You are my only friend other than myself! You helped me see the truth!" The pony rolled back and forth on the rough hardwood flooring, splinters poking their way into her back. She laughed and giggled, not fleeting throughout her. She smiled a large devious smile. "Come on!" She giggled trotting down the stairs with her new found friend. "I thought, doctors are only part of the problem! We could just get rid of everyone! No more bitches, no more pain!" She giggled as she made her way into the kitchen. As she rummaged through the drawers she began laughing hysterically. She pulled out a glistening metal cleaver, often used to chop through very tough thick things. Only now did she realize that it was midnight, and the house was silent, with the sound of her cackling the only exception to the silence. All of the sudden she hard hoof steps. Coming closer. Coming closer from upstairs. She froze wide eyed wearing a large malicious grin. "Pinkie! Why are you being so loud?" Mrs. Cake scolded facing Pinkie Pie's back. She realized that pinkies hair was straight. "Oh god..." She whispered to herself knowing what could racing through that pink pony's mind. "I just... He you know... Kinda sorta..." Pinkie turned around still bearing her malicious grin and cleaver, " am going to kill you... " with that pinkie roared with laughter, and Mrs. Cake tried to run away. Pinkie snatched a hold of Mrs. Cake's hind leg and spun the blue pony around. The two were face to face, and pinkie leaned in close. Her laughter deafeningly horrifying. The blue pony shivered in fear as her ears drooped down and she shut her eyes tight. Pinkie gripped the cleaver with her spare hoof, swinging at the cowering pony in front of her. It hit Mrs. Cake right above the flank. Blood splattered on the two and all over the floor. Mrs. Cake tried to hold back screams of pain in fear her family might see. The cleaver repetitively hit the same spot, chopping her flesh. Whimpers of pain and get filed the air as pinkie continued stabbing her way to the spinal cord, until she hit a blow right between two of the disks. The two were now drenched in blood. Not them, but the floor and counter all glistened a shade of deep red. Mrs. Cake tried to move her free hind leg, but this only worsened the problem. The pain was far too much. She passed out. Pinkie pie realized this, and stopped with the cleaver. She dropped the unconscious pony as if it was nothing. Mr. Cake was a heavy sleeper, boy was he in for a surprise. The pink pony walked out still carrying the cleaver and soaked in blood. It was far too late for anypony to be up. Mrs. Cake would bleed to death soon, and pinkie could manage to find a place to stay the night. Author's Note Xe is pretty much He/She but gender neutral. Implying that "the voice" Has no gender/ is un-determined. Also sorry for turps Typos, this was typed late at night on mobile.
VI. Sweetie?"S-Sweetie belle? Are you okay?!" Rarity panicked. Sweetie belle looked around as she opened her eyes, the room she was in was mostly white and clean... well except for her. She was missing an arm and her face was covered in blood. She had a bandage wrapped around her waist. What was this place? Oh- it was a hospital. great. "oh, you're alive... a-are you okay?" Rarity asked. "Why does it matter?" Sweetie belle snarled back, sure she was in pain but a hospital is just an awful place to be. "I'm still mad, you know. This is the last place I'd want to kill you at. "W-what?! Kill ME? You could have died! I saved you!" Rarity burst out, "That was rather reckless! Wait- oh my... could this be..." She trailed off. "Be what?" Sweetie belle glared, "Wait- I don't care. Now, if you'd excuse me, I have to go pee." Sweetie belle struggled to get out of the bed, and hobbled her way out of the room. "Wait! Sweetie belle? Come back! I fear your lo- oh its no point... She can't hear me now..." At that moment Dr. Medicine walked into the room. He was holding a clipboard with his magic, suddenly he dropped the clipboard, his eyes widened, and he turned to Rarity. "Wh-What, WHAT?! Where is the patient? Where did she go?!" He yelled. Rarity looked back and blinked a bit, "She went to the bathroom?" She squeaked nervously. Sweetie belle might not have ACTUALLY gone to the bathroom, but she didn't want to sound like she unleashed a potentially insane filly to the public. Dr. Medicine just looked at her in awe. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it and just ran out of the room. Meanwhile sweetie belle had just ran out of the hospital. "Stupid rarity... putting me in the hospital" She stopped for a moment looking back, "I-I know, I'll just go to apple bloom's! She won't go all crazy and take me back to that stupid hospital!" She looked around getting her bearings, before running off towards sweet apple acres. Eventually, she made to the her friends house. "I don't think I can just walk right in... considering the fact that i'm missing an arm and have blood on my face." She tilted her head, making apple bloom's window come into sight. "Maybe I can just-" She thought out loud as she put all of her effort into lifting herself. Her whole body glowed a light lime as she hovered off the ground a bit. "Oh well what do you know?" She smiled, "I'm flying! Whee- ah!" the filly fell to the ground hitting her back. It stung a little bit, but her back did have a bandage on it so it might have been padded a bit. "Thats probably going to bruise. Oh well, never stop trying!" She lifted herself up again, but failed once more. "You know what? I think I'll just use the door." She walked back to the front door and used a bit of magic to pick the lock. She'd gotten far better at walking with three legs, and didn't really need to limp at this point. She trotted her way in and closed the door behind her. She made her way through the hallways without anyone noticing. "Where is everypony?" She whispered. Eventually she made her way over to apple bloom's room and opened the door. The yellow filly was sitting at her desk in silence. "Uhh- Hi Apple bloom! I like what you did to the walls, is that new wall paper? I always figured this room would look nice if it were red..." Sweetie said. Silence. "Perhaps we could turn on the light?" She flicked on the light switch and saw a red lump by apple bloom's bed. "Uhh whats this? A new blanket or something?" Still silence. She walked closer to it and saw that it wasn't a red pile of blanket. "Is this Big Mac?" She said poking the lump of corpse. Apple bloom turned around and nodded. The yellow filly was smiling, her face also covered in blood. "Why are you so quiet?" Sweetie asked. Apple bloom pointed at her smile, still as wide as ever. Upon closer inspection Sweetie belle saw that the filly's mouth was sewn shut. "Oh- I guess that why it feels like I'm the only one who's talk-" She paused since her stomach was growling, "You know I'm kind of hungry. Do you have any apple snacks?" Apple Bloom pointed to the lump of corpse."Eh, it's food." Sweetie belle shrugged as she walked over to the corpse as she began chewing on it. "It's not that bad actually, I mean- don't knock it till you try it...." Author's Note Hey ^w^ It's been awhile, I've just been busy with life and dragons on flight rising. Still hope the pacing isn't off, but you guys can tell me if it's fine or not. Anyway I may or may not update it more frequently now.
