The Horrors That Lay Inside The Carousel Boutique

Rarity’s sapphire eyes met the oddly shaped button eyes of the doll. The button’s glowed green, and soon after Rarity’s eyes flashed green as well. She stopped running from it and turned to walk towards it.

“Rarity, what are you doing?” Sweetie Belle screamed as she tried to run down the stairs without falling down them.

Rarity didn’t answer as she continued to walk up towards the doll. Opalescence meowed as she came up behind the doll. Her eyes flashed green as she stared at Rarity.

“Rarity! No!” Sweetie Belle screamed as Rarity unwillingly approached the murderous doll. Opal purred quietly as Rarity got closer, swishing her fluffy white tail back and forth.

Sweetie Belle looked away and continued running down the stairs. She heard Rarity scream, which must have been the last thing she would ever do. Sweetie Belle threw open the door to the Boutique and ran out into the dark, empty streets of Ponyville.

She continued running randomly through the streets she used to know so well until she couldn’t run any longer. Then, Sweetie finally looked behind her, expecting to be taken over by some evil power that would lead her to her own death. Instead, she saw nothing, just the darkness that had been there before.

Sweetie Belle sat there alone in the darkness, breathing heavily. The cuts she had collected had all scabbed over and stopped bleeding. Sweetie tried to get up and keep going, or at least get to some place she could hide.

She looked around in the darkness. She couldn’t see anything. She closed her eyes and lay back on the ground. When Sweetie opened her eyes again the full moon had come out from behind the clouds.

She took advantage of the newly found light source and looked at her surroundings. She was on a dirt road, and on both sides of her was a fence. Inside the fencing were trees. Sweetie couldn’t tell what kind of trees they were just by looking at them, but when she looked closer, she saw apples hanging from their branches.

“Apple trees.” Sweetie said to herself. “That means I must be close to Sweet Apple Acres. Maybe the Apple Family can help me.” She forced herself to her feet and stumbled along the dirt road.

Sweetie Belle was walking along the road and her vision had started getting foggy. She was approaching the barn when it started. Sweetie Belle arrived at the door of the barn, at which point she could hardly see anything. She began to feel dizzy, she lifted her arm up and leaned on the barn wall with it. She lifted her other hand to knock on the door, but before she could, she fainted.

Big Macintosh was the first to see her. She was still unconscious when he found her. Big Mac picked her up and carried her into the spare bedroom. When Applejack and Apple Bloom both woke up he told them he had found her, and the state he had found her in. He told them where he had left her to rest and Apple Bloom immediately rushed to the guest room to tend to her wounds.

Sweetie Belle woke up screaming, her eyes still closed. Apple Bloom rushed to tell her that everything was ok.

“Sweetie Belle, everything is alright now.” Apple Bloom said, hugging her.

Sweetie opened her eyes and looked at Apple Bloom, then she hugged her back. When the hug finally ended Apple Bloom asked Sweetie what had happened.

She looked down at herself, “I don’t want to talk about it.” Then Sweetie looked at her arms and noticed that all her cuts had been treated. “Did you do this?” Apple Bloom nodded.

“Oh, and when Big Mac found you he told me that this was lying next to you.” Apple Bloom said, pulling out the doll that had tried to kill her last night.

“No.” Sweetie Belle whispered. She began shaking her head and tears were forming in her eyes. “No, no, NO!” Sweetie Belle starting screaming. She put her head in her hands and starting crying. “Get it away, please.”

Apple Bloom left the room with the doll. She threw it in the trash can in the kitchen and then went back up to Sweetie Belle to comfort her.

“I-is it gone?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking up at Apple Bloom.

“Yeah. Its gone. Are you going to be alright?” Apple Bloom asked. Sweetie Belle nodded and wiped away some of her tears, and then she hugged Apple Bloom.

Apple Bloom hugged her back. “Is there anything you need? Something to eat? Something to drink? If you need anything, anything at all, I would be happy to get it for you, all you need to do is ask.”

“I’d like some water, please.” Sweetie Belle said, wiping away the last of her tears. Apple Bloom nodded and left to get her some water.

While Apple Bloom was gone, Big Mac came to check on Sweetie Belle. “Are you alright?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m fine now. Thank you for taking me in.” Sweetie said.

Big Mac nodded, “Eeyup.” He said, and then left the room to get back to his work on the farm.

Apple Bloom came back with water and handed it to Sweetie Belle. She took it and drank all of it. “Could I have some more please?” She asked.

“Of course.” Apple Bloom said. She took the glass and left to get her some more water.

When Apple Bloom got down to the kitchen, she noticed that the doll she had thrown in the trash can had disappeared. She stared at the trash can in disbelief for a moment, and then shrugged it off. “I guess Applejack or Big Mac must have taken out the trash.” She said to herself.

She walked to the sink and filled Sweetie’s glass with water. She looked at the knife holder and saw that one was missing. It was the largest one, the one she was Big Mac sharpen every single day. “Maybe he’s just sharpening it now, and that’s why it’s gone.” She said to herself, turning the faucet off.

She didn’t notice that the knife sharpener was still inside the knife holder. She left the kitchen to return to Sweetie Belle with more water.

Suddenly she heard a scream, she jumped and some of the water from the glass spilled out, and onto the floor. Apple Bloom started walking faster and she slipped on the water that was on the floor. She fell on the ground and the glass of water broke underneath her. She screamed in pain and pushed herself up.

Glass pieces fell from her and onto the floor. Blood poured out of her cuts; she ignored it and rushed to help her injured, and deranged friend.

Sweetie Belle was screaming and crying, from what Apple Bloom could hear. She could hear something else as well, but she couldn’t tell what it was. She ran as fast as she could to help Sweetie.

When she arrived back in Sweetie Belle’s room, what she saw was unbelievable. The doll was holding their largest kitchen knife and attacking Sweetie Belle with it. She had new cuts all over her and she was screaming. The doll was laughing and slashing at her.

“Sweetie Belle!” Apple Bloom cried. The doll turned around to face her. The knife it was holding was covered in blood. There was so much that the blood was dripping off the knife and onto the floor.

Applejack must have heard Sweetie Belle screaming, and not a moment later she was there. The doll’s eyes flashed green once again, as it was staring at the two sisters. Sweetie Belle stared at the doll as it was about to kill her friends.

Applejack and Apple Bloom’s eyes glowed a sickly green and then stared unblinking at the doll. When it neared them, they didn’t run away.

Just before the doll stabbed its knife into Applejack, Granny Smith jumped in front of her. The doll stabbed Granny Smith in her stomach. She grunted softly and lifted her hands to where she had been stabbed. The doll pulled the knife out and Granny Smith fell to the floor, she was dead.

Applejack and Apple Bloom blinked. The green color left their eyes and they looked down, seeing Granny Smith on the floor in a pool of blood. Apple Bloom started crying and Applejack scowled at the doll. She screamed angrily and kicked the doll into the wall next to Sweetie Belle.

“Sweetie, come on. We’ve got to get out of here, now.” Applejack said.

Sweetie Belle looked at the doll one last time before running out of the room with Applejack and Apple Bloom. The three of them ran out of the house. They found Big Mac, told him what had happened and they all ran out of Sweet Apple Acres.

They took Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom to the Ponyville Hospital to treat their wounds. Once they were better, Applejack and Big Mac asked her what had happened.

“Well, I’m not exactly sure what happened.” Sweetie Belle explained. “Rarity gave me a doll and it sort of came to life. Then it got a knife from the kitchen and attacked me. Opal also attacked me.” She paused. “And Rarity.”

“Where is Rarity?” Applejack asked.

“I think she’s…. Dead.” Sweetie Belle said. “That or she’s joined The Doll and Opal.”

Applejack and Big Mac looked at each other. “How did she die?” Applejack asked.

“I’m not sure. All I know is that while we were running away from it she stopped and turned around. When I turned back to look for her, she was right next to The Doll. I looked away and ran out of the Boutique. I heard her scream, and I don’t know what else happened.” Sweetie Belle said. She was shaking all over.

“Could you explain to us what The Doll looked like?” Applejack asked.

“Well, it was by far the ugliest thing Rarity ever created. It looked like it was made out of a dirty dish towel, she would never make something out of a dish towel. Also, the stitching on it was crooked, and uneven. The scariest part was its eyes. Those buttons, they’re different colors and different sizes. Sometimes, they even glowed green.”

Applejack and Big Mac looked at each other again. They looked over at Apple Bloom, who had also seen The Doll up close. She nodded; her entire body was shaking as well.

“You two need to get some rest. Me and Big Mac will stay up and keep an eye out for that cursed doll.” Applejack said. She pulled an extra blanket over Sweetie Belle while Big Mac pulled one over Apple Bloom.

“Good night you two.” Big Mac said as he and Applejack walked out of the room.

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom looked at each other one last time before they both fell asleep in the hospital room; wary of the evil doll that was chasing them.