The Princess

"IMMA KIIIIIIILL YOU!" You exclaim.

"W-what?" Twilight asked fearfully.

"I'M A MURDER!" You said. You were actually a crazy nut who escaped from the asylum believing a lie you made up in your head.

"AHHHHHHH, SOMEPONY SAVE MEEEEEE!" Twilight screamed, running as fast as her legs could carry her away from you.

"YOU ARE MY PREY, YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM ME!" You chased after her. You were surprisingly fast. Eventually, you caught up to her. You pulled out, a large, big knife and held it over your head. Twilight's pupils shrunk at teh sight of it.

"SAY HELLO TO MR. KNIFE!"

"So, how do you feel after what you've done?" The psychiatrist, a red stallion with a green  mane asked.

"I FEEL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!" You answer. The psychiatrist notes down a few things on his clipboard.

"Do you have any regrets?"

"NOTHING AT ALL!"

"What will you do aferwards?"

"IMMA KILL CELESTIA! I WONDER WHAT HER BLOOD TASTES LIKE?" You answer.

The psychiatrist nodded and write down a few more. "Well, it seems that you'll be staying here in the asylum for a few more years."

The End.

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