Stuffed Toys

Doctor Whooves drearily opened up his eyes. He was tired and felt a little bit numb, but when he tried to get up he felt a tug on his chest. Looking down, he saw a hoof around him and a knife to his throat. His eyes widened, hooves shaking. His eyes bolted to see who his captors were, and, to his surprise, he saw the two ponies that had offered him tea. The Doctor jerked his head to find a place to run if they ever loosened to grip, but he saw that the only exit was a door that StitchedHeart was sitting next to. Nightlight made sure that Doctor Whooves couldn't move. He saw that the unicorn was talking to some ponies that were outside the door.

Stitched had a dazed look in her eye. Her hair was messy and her tail went stiff. She looked like a mindless zombie as she spoke to the other ponies from the other side of the door. She blinked once every two minutes, keeping her eye on her hostage. Nightlight only held the Doctor so he wouldn't escape, but he wasn't the one holding the knife. That was StitchedHeart. She levitated it near his throat so whenever someone pisses her off she could threaten to stab him.

"You're too late." StitchedHeart began. "You're all too late to save anyone."

"What does that mean..?" Twilight asked from the other side of the door. "What did you do to all the ponies you kidnapped?"

"Dead." Stitched laughed. "All of 'em."

"Ah don't believe ya!" Applejack spat. "Tell us where you hid 'em!"

"A few are in our basement." The pink unicorn grinned. "But the rest are with our daughter."

"So she's also behind all this?" Dash yelled.

"No." StitchedHeart shouted. "Leave her alone, she did nothing wrong. She's upstairs sleeping, but I guess not any more due to the loud helicopter noises. She wasn't apart of this, she didn't know."

"But if some are with her, how doesn't she know, dear?" Rarity asked.

"Go upstairs, find the basement, see for yourself." Stitched replied.

Some police ponies looked at Twilight, who signalled for them to follow her. A group went upstairs, and found a door that had Firefly's name on it. Twilight carefully opened the door and slowly crept in, only to be greeted with a small filly looking out the window at the helicopters. Turning around, Twilight saw that she had just woken up due to the messed-up mane. All of a sudden, she looked down to see what she was holding. An Applebloom plushie.

"What's going on..?" Firefly stuttered sleepily.

More ponies barged through the door and crowded around the tired filly. The police paused to see the teddy. It frightened them as much as Twilight was. They gently grabbed Firefly and took her downstairs. Looking in her room, Twilight found more plushies that looked like ponies. She shook in fear as she walked down the stairs. When she got to the bottom, a group of police ponies had already found the basement. Twilight walked up to the kitchen door to talk to Stitched.

"Please tell me that Fluttershy is alive...." She whispered through the crack of the door. The rest of her friends' eyes widened.

"Fluttershy..?" StitchedHeart muttered. "Find out for yourself."

Rainbow Dash looked towards the basement door and saw a couple of more police ponies come out of it. They looked at Dash and shook their head. Her face went red. She slammed her hooves on the door, yelling at the two ponies in the kitchen.

"WHERE IS SHE!?"

"They ain't found her yet?" Nightlight asked his wife.

"No. Remember, I threw out the remains?" StitchedHeart responded.

"R-Remains!?" Rarity squealed. "What..."

"Yeah, I forgot to cast the decomposition spell on her remains and she rotted under my daughter's pillow." Stitched giggled.

Rainbow Dash stood still. Her face was expressionless. Twilight looked to Applejack to make sure she wasn't looking at Firefly coming down the stairs. The apple pony was stressed, focusing on nothing but the door. She really wanted Applebloom to be with her. Twilight put her hoof on her friends' shoulder, and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Applejack." Twilight murmured. "We found Applebloom, but...."

Applejack slammed her hoof on the wall before Twilight could finish. "She's alive, Twilight. Ya hear me!? Alive!"

"Denial, denial, denial." StitchedHeart chuckled. "You ponies are so full of denial. Applebloom is oh so well dead. You should've heard her screams... They were so cute, like a little mouse."

"Shut up!" Applebloom warned her.

"Twilight, dear, may I speak with you for a second?" Rarity asked.

"Sure." Twilight nodded.

The two ponies stood outside, looking out on all of the police forces and helicopters. A crowd had started to build with cameras and angry ponies. Twilight turned to her unicorn friend and sighed.

"We're not anywhere near getting them out, are we?"

"Probably not, dear." Rarity raised Twilight's chin. "But that doesn't stop us from trying. I have a plan."

"A plan? Finally." Twilight felt a little bit better now that someone has came up with something.

"They have a daughter, right? Firefly?" Rarity suggested. "Maybe she can help us bring them out..?"

"You're suggesting we use a filly to draw out two murderers!?" Twilight yelped.

"Well, they are her parents. Besides, if she doesn't agree to doing it, we'll try to get Scootaloo and Sweetie Bell to convince her."

"That is a good plan..." The alicorn admitted. "Fine. At this point, I'll do anything it takes to not get another pony killed..."

Firefly had been taken to the police station. She was left in a room filled with toys and drawing materials to play with, and all of her teddies had been taken away from her. She was bored and confused, and a little tired. Her mane was still in knots and her eyes kept drooping to the ground every time she'd try to look up. Suddenly, the door to the room flung open, and out stepped Cold Clue, a detective that Firefly had met a few days back.

"What's goin' on, ma'am?" Firefly said, wearily. "I wanna go home now..."

"I'm afraid you won't be going home any time soon..." Clue informed her. "...So you have no idea what's going on?"

"All I know is that I heard helicopters and then was dragged out of my home, and then they took my teddy away!" Firefly complained.

"I'm sorry." Clue sighed. "But I'm going to have to tell you the truth."

"Please tell me."

"Your mother and father..." Cold Clue began. "They're murderers. They slaughtered innocent ponies and turned them into... Well, into your teddy bears. We found the basement and the remains of each pony. We had even found Fluttershy's remains in the trash. I'm so sorry you had to hear this from me..."

Firefly rushed to the bin, throwing up in there almost immediately. The fact that she had been sleeping with corpses made her dazed and confused. Her parents were good ponies.... Why would they turn ponies into teddies? It was sick and cruel, and Firefly had lost all love for the two ponies that had raised her.

"Those monsters..." Firefly muttered. "Why would they do that..?"

"They said that it was for you." Cold Clue looked to the ground. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry!" Firefly spat. "They were the ones that murdered my friend! And more!" Anger filled the poor filly's eyes.

"We need y-your help." Clue sat down next to Firefly. "We need to draw them out. They have a pony hostage. They will kill him if we don't get him out soon. Do you understand what we're asking of you?"

"I'll help." Firefly puffed up her chest. "I don't like what they're doing. They'll listen to me!"

"Thank you."

Upon returning to the house, Firefly had an emotion of justice on her face. It was scrunched up, as if she wanted to yell at her parents. Everypony stepped aside so that the little filly could go near the door. After she had sat down next to it, she gently knocked on the door and put her ear against the crack.

"Mama?"

Stitched and Nightlight raised their heads. "Firefly!?"

"Firefly, they're tricking you." Nightlight yelled.

"Is it true?" She asked quietly. "Are you two..."

"It's true, but you shouldn't trust the police." StitchedHeart interrupted. "They're using you!"

"When were you gonna tell me?"

"We thought that your cutiemark had something to do with this like ours were." Nightlight pointed out. "We were gonna tell you soon. I promise, we were!"

"Okay..." Firefly raised her voice. "But why kill innocent ponies? Applebloom was my friend... And you made me sleep with her corpse!"

"I... I'm sorry." StitchedHeart sighed. "We didn't..."

"If you're really sorry, then release the pony." Firefly yelled. "Let him go!"

"Can't do that, sweetie." Nightlight's voice cracked. "You know that."

"You can." Firefly frowned.

"I don't want to get caught, dear." StitchedHeart informed her.

"You're already caught!" The young filly snapped. "You're surrounded and the only way out is through this door!" She slammed her hoof on the door.

Stitched sighed. "You're right. But..."

"Please, ma.... Come out..." Firefly slumped to the floor.

Nightlight felt really bad. He loosened his grip on the Doctor, before letting go of him completely. Stitched's face looked to the ground. As she played with her hooves, she used her magic to open the door for the pony. Once he had ran out of the room, half of the police force ran into the kitchen and slammed the two ponies on the ground, handcuffing them. They were taken away, but not before having one last glance at their daughter, who scowled at them and turned her back.

The jail was cold. The two ponies had two separate cells, isolated from any other pony in the prison. Nightlight sat there, rocking back and forth, slowly going insane. They had been put on a death sentence, and Nightlight didn't like the place he was in. It was five months until they kill the both of them, and he did not want to wait. Looking over at the corner of his bed, he saw an opportunity to take the easy way out. The next day, the newspapers were filled with stories about Nightlight killing himself by smashing his head multiple times on the corner of his bed. He bled out and suffered blood force trauma to the head. No pony could save him in time, as he was found dead in his cell. When StitchedHeart found out about her husband, all she could do was laugh. She was put on suicidal watch.