The day after meeting the mane 6 was very gloomy and rainy since it was summer and very hot. Pearl was using her magic to carry an umbrella to cover herself from the pouring rain; she had a saddle bag filled with diamonds and rubies that she found in a rocky area by the Everfree forest. She was walking home since she thought it was better to wait till the rain stopped to go by Rarity’s to give her the jewels when she saw a mare sitting by a tree trying not to get wet; she was a blue unicorn with a sky blue and white mane and tail but also wearing a wizards hat and cape that was covered in stars. The mare looked sad and was drenched from the rain, so Pearl decided to check on her.
“Hey, are you ok dear?” Pearl asked kindly and the unknown mare looked up, her light purple eyes almost glossy and brimming with tears.
“No, I just basically lost everything to that loser Twilight Sparkle.” The mare said in anger, wiping her tears and stood up; she was slightly shorter than Pearl. Pearl frowned and nodded, thinking that meeting this mare was perfect timing since she had the urge to play again.
“Well, how about we go to my house and you can tell me about it?” Pearl asked kindly and the mare smiled, nodding in agreement and walking with her to the house.
“Thank you so much! I’m Trixie by the way, but everyone calls me the great and powerful Trixie!” Trixie said confidently and it made Pearl laugh; she was very spunky and it’ll make the playtime lots of fun.
“I’m Royal Pearl, but I go by Pearl.” Pearl said in her calm and kind voice as they kept walking; the rain getting worse by the time they reached the house.
When they got inside, Pearl took Trixie’s cape and hat to her washing room to dry then decided to make some tea; Trixie sat in the living room and looked around at the different pictures and furniture in the house. After a few minutes, Pearl comes back from the kitchen with a tray of tea, two cups, and some sugar cookies colored red and pink. For the next few minutes, Trixie tells of how Twilight over-powered her in magic and even called out on her using dark magic to prove she’s better; Pearl was interested in the story, but didn’t like how she seem stuck up and was full of herself.
After a while, she decided to go to her washing room to check on the hat and cape to see if it was dry; she actually went to the basement to prep for her fun time. After a minute, she calls for Trixie for some assistance; Trixie thought nothing of it and came down to help her out but once she got to the washing machine, she felt a stab in her back but then felt sleepy where it knocked her out and fall to the floor.
When Trixie came to, the basement was very dark instead for a lamp light by the washing machine. She stirred and tried to get up from the ground but failed to do so, realizing she was tied down. She tried to use her magic to untie herself but before she could untie one strap, she felt something cold clamp onto her horn and with a swift motion, it snaps off; Trixie screamed in pain when her horn broke off and blood dripped down her face and onto the gray concrete floor. After a minute, the lights come on and a pony comes into Trixie’s view, a light pink magic aura was holding a pair of clamps that had her horn; when her eyes focused on the pony, she realized it was Pearl and she had a smile that was calming but very haunting.
“Pearl?! What are you doing? Why did you remove my horn?” Trixie almost screamed at the pearlescent mare, her voice hoarse from the screaming; Pearl just giggled and set the clamps down onto a small table along with the horn.
“I thought we could have some fun Trixie, but I can’t do that if you remove the straps or stopped me with your powerful magic.” Pearl said kindly, almost sounding sarcastic when saying the last two words.
“What do you mean by fun?! What are you gonna do to me?” Trixie shouted in anger as Pearl used her magic to open the nearby closet and pulled out the machine she uses to rip out the hairs. Trixie’s eyes go wide as the heavy machine was moved to her head then felt her mane being tugged and clamped onto the machine.
“I’m using this special machine to pull out your mane and tail hairs, which I use to make into thread. You’re hair is so pretty, it’ll make such amazing thread for maybe a pretty white gala dress.” Pearl said in a slightly excited voice as she clamped down the hair.
When Pearl turns on the machine, it groaned and started cranking slowly, tugging on the hair. Once it started really pulling the hair, Trixie cried in pain and tried to move so it didn’t hurt but to no avail since she was tied down. After about 10 minutes, all the hairs from the mane and tail were ripped out and blood leaked from the wounds where it ripped some skin as well. Pearl looked at the blood stained hair and was happy with how it was removed.
“What’s wrong Trixie? I thought you were tougher than this.” Pearl said mockingly to the crying mare who just laid there.
She sighed and put the machine away, placing the hairs in the washer. She then looked at the bleeding pony, thinking of what to next. She then decided to grab a large kitchen knife and move to her left foreleg, cutting into the skin and slicing off big chunks of skin and fur; Trixie screamed but it sounded very hoarse and weak. After removing all the fur and skin from all four legs and a little bit from her belly, Pearl grabs a hammer and moved to her right knee.
“Please don’t do this Pearl. I was really hoping we could be friends.” Trixie said in between pained sobs, hoping to maybe escape; Pearl just chuckles and hit the kneecap with the hammer, making Trixie scream and cry.
“Dear Trixie, I don’t need friends. I don’t even have family because of my addiction; I was fine on my own before coming here, and I’ll be fine now.” Pearl said in her kind voice before hitting the other knee as well.
After hitting all four joints, Pearl sets down the hammer and grabs a scalpel. She starts cutting into the tendons as Trixie kept crying, but since she was screaming so much, her voice was very hoarse and it sounded more like a whimper. When Pearl was done cutting, she stood back and looked at the broken mare; the whole ordeal took about an hour and a half and she did do a lot to her, but now she was bored and decided the suffering was done. She walks to her bag and grabs a prepped syringe filled with a blue-ish liquid then walks over to Trixie and kneels down.
“Thanks for the fun Trixie, it really was great. But now it’s time to sleep and you’ll go to a place where you’re so great and powerful.” Pearl said calmly as she injected the liquid and waited for the effects.
After 5 minutes, nothing seemed to happen and it confused her a bit; usually the body would be seizing and shaking. When Pearl went to check on Trixie, she found that she was already dead. She stood up and had a very confused look on her face.
“Even when dying, she didn’t fight at all.” Pearl said with a sigh and started cleaning up everything, tears sliding down her face like usual; Trixie was definitely interesting, but not much of a fighter.
After about 2 hours of cleaning both the remains and the hairs, she packs up to walk down to Rarity’s to give her the jewels. After talking about selling the jewels, she ended up getting 1200 bits and even stayed to have some tea; she was able to make the hairs into thread and even met the Cutiemark Crusaders. Pearl got home before the sun set and made dinner, thinking of the fun she had with Trixie and was gonna miss her spunk, but she was too full of herself and vanity wasn’t acceptable.

Author's Note

I had a hard time choosing the next victim, but thanks to the suggestion of Trixie from my loving boyfriend, I was able to make this more interesting.

if you don't like this chapter or this story.....................................................................................don't shoot XD