Cheerilee was sitting in her teacher’s desk, surveying the kids and occasionally turning to them, quietly sipping on a piping hot cup of coffee. It had been a long day at school and she was just getting ready to go home when she hears a loud, heavy, CRASH. She looked outside and saw something that made her facehoof. Once again, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were at it again, and this time they’ve broken the playground. Apparently, they had tried to get their cutie marks in extreme sports. Unfortunately, all they did was destroy the swing set and further inflame the anger in the teacher’s eyes. She had no choice but to put almost the whole student body in detention. Overwhelmed with the sheer number of troublesome fillies, Cheerilee sent out urgent messages to Applejack, and Rarity, her good friends. She saw them arriving.
“Sorry, we came as fast we could” said Rarity gasping.
“What the hay happened now?” Applejack asked.
“They tried to get their cutie marks by skydiving and accidentally broke the swing, causing many others to fight” said Cheerilee serious, as she took a sip from the mug. “But that’s not what I called you for. You see, I need your help.”
“For what purpose?”
“Over here.”
She made them pass to the classroom, the mares observed the culprits carefully, there were too many foals in detention because of what the teacher previously said, between the detainees were the 2 brats: Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, Dumb and Dumber themselves: Snips and Snails, Derpy’s daughter Dinky, the editor Featherweight, the chubby Truffle Shuffle, Carrot Top’s child Noi, Berry Punch’s daughter Ruby Pinch, the filly Piña Colada and the Cutie Mark Crusaders themselves: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. Apple Bloom saluted her older sister, thinking time in detention will get better with her.
“Hi Applejack. Ah didn’t know you were comin’. How are ya?”
“Ah am not happy ‘bout this” Applejack was dead serious. “What did Ah tell ya ‘bout blowin’ stuff?”
“Ah know.”
“We’re sorry” said Scootaloo ashamed.
“It won’t happen again” Sweetie Belle continued. “We promise.”
Rarity glared to her little sister while Cheerilee explained the situation to them. The hoof that held the mug shook nervously.
“As you can see the detention room is overly overcrowded. And this happens every afternoon, if this continues I don’t know what to do.”
“I’m bored” said Snails.
“Yes you should have thought of that before you made that paper pegasus!”
Applejack and Rarity put a surprised face with an open mouth, it wasn’t common to hear the teacher freak out and specially in that mood. When she noticed their reaction Cheerilee came back to normal.
“Please forgive me” she took a last sip from her mug and left it on her desk.
“Don’t worry; I understand how foals can be” said Rarity.
“Soon will be lunch time. Would you mind if you help me with them? I beg you; I’m going to lose my mind if I can’t control them anymore.”
“Count with us” said Applejack.
When lunch time came the mares took out the foals to the play garden and prepare the food, the lunch consisted of hayburgers, apple puree with apple sauce, milk and cherry jelly. Each kid had to line up and took a plastic plate to receive the food from the main food bar and then sit on the picnic tables spread throughout the playground. Applejack cooked and prepared the presentations, alternating between the food bar and the kitchen, whereas Rarity picked up the leftovers and put them in a pot to afterwards throw them in a trash can. Meanwhile Cheerilee continued observing the little ones.
“These are the last apples of mah supply” said Applejack while she carried a bucket full of apples to the food bar. “Ah’m happy the foals can taste them but also sad that the entire town won’t.”
“You think that is sad? Picking up these plates is... ew.”
“Please concentrate” Cheerilee reflected. “This overcrowded detention is becoming critical. It’s a cloud factory waiting to go for an explosion.”
“Ah understand ya, the apple farm hasn’t been that profitable lately thanks to the recent drought, Ah recently branched the business but sadly that’s not enough and now Ah don’t have any supplies or substitutes for sale.”
“Wouldn’t it be wonderful if there was sort of common solution to both our problems?”
“That would be great.”
“Well that was a nice conversation and all” Rarity interrupted them. “But now if you permit me I have to give this apple puree for the kids.”
The 3 little fillies were eating their apple puree, sat near to their arch-nemesis.
“This apple-related food is gross” said Diamond Tiara.
“Even the smell is terrible” Silver Spoon added.
“Hey, mah sister cooked this food with love” Apple Bloom heard them but they neglected her.
“Sorry did I ask your opinion?” she was about to break their faces when her friends stopped her.
“Ignored them Apple Bloom” said Sweetie Belle.
Apple Bloom sighed. “Ah wish somethin’ bad happen to them.”
“Me too” Scootaloo added.
Both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon caught their attention with a little whistle.
“Hey blank flanks, watch this.”
While Rarity was passing, handing out the dishes to the kids Diamond Tiara stretched her leg when she passed nearby them and she made her trip. The unicorn fell to the ground and in the process she accidentally dropped the pot over the brats, covering them in apple puree. The Cutie Mark Crusaders sat up from their table and they, along with Applejack and Cheerilee, ran to help Rarity stand up.
“Rarity! Are you ok?!” exclaimed Sweetie Belle worried about her sister.
“Yes, thanks you Sweetie.”
“What happened?” asked Applejack.
“Those 2 made Rarity trip” answered Scootaloo referring to the spoiled fillies.
“Ow, I think I twisted my ankle.”
“Let us help ya Rarity.”
All of them carefully placed Rarity on 4 legs... or I should said 3 legs?
“What about us?!” asked Silver Spoon.
“Our coats are ruined!” screamed Diamond Tiara.
Cheerilee was pissed off with those 2 brats. It's not as if she hadn’t been with them before but this was far beyond the expectations so she approached to them.
“Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon! This is by far the worst thing you’ve ever–!”
But when she was about to shout to them or worse she smelled the apple puree, took a little portion from their bodies with her hoof and tasted it. Unexpectedly the puree’s flavor tasted better and after a second tasting and a whisper with Applejack and Rarity she proceeded to talk to the spoiled girls.
“Eh, why don’t both of you assist Applejack in the kitchen?”
“Bite me Cheerilee” said Diamond Tiara.
“Well might we.”
Both accompanied Applejack to the kitchen and were promised to help her throughout an hour, after they passed she closed and locked the door. No images available, only audio.
“It’s hard for us to clean this giant pot from the inside when you keep spilling apple sauce all over us.”
“And why do we have to work in the dark?”
The hour passed and both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were not seen. It’s hard to say this but the Cutie Mark Crusaders, or at least Apple Bloom, were worried about them.
“Ah wonder where Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are.”
“Why? They’re disgusting” said Scootaloo.
“Ah know but they should’ve returned from the kitchen an hour ago.”
Because of her leg now Rarity had to check the food bar and Applejack was handing the dishes, although the orange pony still alternated it with the kitchen. While passing nearby Apple Bloom talked to her older sister.
“Hey sis, where are Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon?”
“They’re still in the kitchen” answered Applejack calmed. “In fact, they said that they were so happy with this new experience that they decided to spend the rest of the day helpin’ me” she cuddled her little sister. “Don’t worry ‘bout them sugarcube, ya don’t have to worry ‘bout them anymore.”
She departed. As they were lined for the next dish Snips and Snails cut in line.
“I’m hungry dude.”
“I’m starving to death, it wouldn’t mind if I eat more of this burgers and fries all afternoon.”
Cheerilee noticed them and, annoyed by their behavior, approached and interrupted them.
“Now that’s your third helping young colts. Do you want to be fat and soft–” Cheerilee began to bit her lower lip and drool. “Like a pumpkin?” she realized her actions and had control herself. “You just cut in line, didn’t you? Both go to do social service in the kitchen.”
“For how long?” Snips asked.
“...About 7 minutes per pound should do it.”
During the rest of the day, all the classmates started to disappear. One by one, once they entered the kitchen they never came back. Eccentric dishes like pie, muffins, milkshakes, smoothies, cupcakes and tart came out occasionally, both the teachers and the remaining foals ate of them, even if they were full. By the end of the afternoon only 4 foals remained in the classroom: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and Dinky. They were sitting on their benches as they watched a stuffed Cheerilee writing the homework on the blackboard as she sipped a cold drink.
“Homework for today: eat a snack of butter” she turned around to the class. “Since all of you are in permanent detention” she burped while covering her mouth. “I decide to merge all of you in one class. I suppose there is no objection.”
The Cutie Mark Crusaders tried to keep themselves calm but Dinky looked so nervous that she accidentally moved her pencil and dropped it to the floor.
“Ha!” Cheerilee spotted her. “Detention!”
A sad Dinky sat up and headed to the kitchen while she was crying internally.
“Could the rest of you please sit down and remain quiet for the rest of the hour?”
“Sure Miss Cheerilee” said Apple Bloom nervously.
Sweetie Belle raised her hoof. “Miss Cheerilee, can I ask you a question?”
“What?”
“What are you drinking?”
“Oh, it’s a piña colada smoothie.”
“It looks delicious. Can I take a sip?”
“NO!” the little fillies altered a bit when they witnessed her teacher’s reaction, Cheerilee put herself together once more. “I mean of course not, you’re so young to drink this, it has cider.”
“But Applejack said that the apples she brought were the last ones in our farm.”
“Please just be quiet.”
Cheerilee sat and put her hind legs on her desk and as she lay the smoothie on it she took out a book to read in the meantime. Everything would be normal if Scootaloo didn’t notice something suspicious: the cover of the book. The title was ‘The Joy of cooking Scootaloo.’ She warned her friends about it whispering.
“Hey girls think about it, any of us could be the next one. We have to escape.”
“Ok” Sweetie Belle nodded.
The little fillies crawled to evade the teacher without making noise and headed to the door. Their goal was to reach the main door and exit the school through the garden. Sounded easy, right? Apparently yes, the problem was that when they reached the classroom’s door and closed it they noticed a large, dark hallway. They didn’t remember one was there or that there were so many doors to choose from, it looked more like a maze, they knew it would be a long afternoon.
While they were exploring Apple Bloom got curious by the lights coming out from one of the doors.
“Girls, ya should look at this.”
What they saw shocked them: it was the kitchen’s main door and inside of it they could see Dinky chained to a table, lifeless. Suddenly a pony appeared and removed the organs from the filly, disguised them as carnival food, packed them in a cardboard box with the legend ‘Class F biscuits: The best for this summer’ and placed them close to other packages probably full with their classmates’ remaining flesh. But the great scare was for Sweetie Belle: the one who did the killing and packaging process was no other than her older sister.
“You’re telling me” she was frightened. “That they killed our friends; processed them and the food we ate was actually their meat?”
“What are ya doin’ here?”
They turned to their right, where they spotted a shadow illuminated partially by the lights of the hallway and remaining still. The accent revealed her identity and Apple Bloom ran at her.
“Applejack!” she hugged her. “Ah’m so glad it’s ya! We need to get out of here, they’re killin’ ponies in the kitchen to sell their organs and flesh as snacks!”
“Ah know Apple Bloom” Apple Bloom got surprised when hearing those words and she separated from Applejack as she noticed a red liquid on her hooves. “Ah’ve always known.”
Applejack was covered in blood, with a sinister look and a chainsaw on her hooves. She laughed evilly, switched it on and the 3 little fillies ran away to save their lives, Cheerilee suddenly appeared with a knife on her hoof. A soaking in blood, maniac Rarity with an axe exit the kitchen, joined the other mares and began to chase the little fillies.
A 3 way-tunnel was the only thing that separated the Cutie Mark Crusaders from the entrance, each one chose a route and one mare chase a specific filly: Applejack-Apple Bloom, Cheerilee-Scootaloo and Rarity-Sweetie Belle. Although she couldn’t ran as fast as Applejack and Cheerilee due to her wounded ankle, Rarity still was a challenge for them to avoid. Afterwards the Steadicam chase finally the girls reached the garden but when they arrived they knew they were trapped: there was nothing, literally the school was floating in a black space and below them a giant blender that the mares switched on. The sound of the blades screeched the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ ears but they couldn’t came back: Applejack, Rarity and Cheerilee blocked their path and the only trace of road left was a dirt track that felt more like a wooden plank, leading to the blender. The adults slowly walked to the fillies and the only thing they could do was walking backwards to their doom.
“I’m going to enjoy devouring you Scootaloo” said Cheerilee drooling. “You know? I’ve always wondered if you really taste like chicken.”
“Don’t worry girls. Something always comes along to save us.”
“Are ya sure?”
The fillies approached more to the limit as they were avoiding the sharp objects.
“Why are you doing this Rarity?”
“Because I’ll finally have my beauty sleep without interruptions from a filly asking me if she can sleep with me because she made a disaster!” a single tear dropped from Rarity’s eyes, just to vanish as quickly as it appeared. “23 years washing sheets. 23! Fucking! Years!”
“I don’t have 23!”
“I will not take the risk!”
The girls reached the limit; the only step left was the death jump. They couldn’t hold their tears and, desperate and hopeless, Apple Bloom tried one last thing.
“Applejack, stop! We’re sisters!”
“Ah have no sister.”
Applejack cut the path with her chainsaw, the 3 ponies fell screaming to the blender and the 3 mares laughed evilly. They reached the blades and as before no images available, just an interrupted heartbeat and the sound of blood splashing.
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Sweetie Belle took a deep breath frightened and woke up, she looked around to discover not only she was in her bedroom in Rarity’s house but also Princess Luna standing in front of her.
“Are you ok?”
“I guess so. Princess Luna what happened?”
“You were having a nightmare and I barely woke you up. I’m sorry to keep you waiting but other foals were having the same shared nightmare. Now I have to leave you, there are things I need to fix, I guess there’s somepony you need to talk.”
Luna vanished herself in a flash. Sweetie Belle relaxed when she found it was a dream until she touched her bed couch.
“Ow, this is not sweat.”
Sweetie Belle loaded up her blanket and headed to Rarity’s bedroom. When they were younger she constantly went to her sister’s bedroom every time she had a nightmare and she left her to sleep with her, but times had changed and she was questioning: What would she think of her when she found her still doing this at her age? When she was about to knock the door she regretted her decision and returned sobbing to her bedroom until she heard a screech from the door and a tired elegant voice asking “Sweetie, are you ok?”
“Oh Rarity, sorry to interrupt your beauty sleep. Don’t worry about me, I’m going back to bed.”
“What happened now?”
“Nothing, nothing happened.”
Rarity suspected about her sister’s behaviour.
“Please don’t tell me you–”
“No, please Rarity don’t go to my room.”
Rarity came out from her bedroom and went to the entrance of hers, Sweetie Belle tried to stop her but it was worthless. She found the truth and was disappointed.
Rarity sighed. “How many times do we have to go through the same thing? How is it possible you still–?”
Sweetie Belle started to contract herself, giving evidence that she was nearly crying. When Rarity realized this, she tone down her voice and began to speak softly.
“I’m sorry. It’s just–”
Sweetie Belle sniffed.
“What happened?”
“I had a nightmare and when I woke up I think that you might let me sleep with you, like before, when we were younger. But now I know you won’t let me in because you don’t love me.”
Rarity grabbed her little sister’s face and they both looked directly to each other.
“...Don’t ever say that to me. Maybe we fight sometimes but I don’t care because I love you, I love you so much and I don’t know what to do if something happened to you.”
“Really?”
“Yes darling, no matter what I’ll be there for you. Let me take you.”
Rarity took her little sister to her bedroom and she laid her down on her bed, she covered her with her blanket alongside hers and then she got into bed while putting on her sleep mask. They hugged each other and slept in peace for the rest of the night.
“I love you Rarity.”
“I love you too Sweetie.”
Author's Note
Buffet Facts:
-This was written before "Crusaders of the Lost Mark", so no Cutie Marks or good Diamond Tiara.
-Originally I described which foals become which dish but I dropped it because it made the plot more predictable than usual.
-I implied that Sweetie Belle still wets the bed, if you didn't understand the last part.
