Friendship is Deadly: The Creepypasta Six

"Great! The deadline is tomorrow! How am I supposed to finish this dress in time?" Rarity cried.

"No. Stop whining and get to work, Rarity! And I'm talking to my self. Again!" Rarity said. She ran around, gathering all the fabrics, ribbons, gems, and everything else she needed for the dress she was making for a pony named Phoenix. She took one last look at the drawing she did of Phoenix's dress and instantly started sewing everything together.

"Opal? Opal?" Rarity said. She stopped the sewing machine and looked behind her.

"Oh. Nevermind then." Rarity said and continued to sow the dress together. Opalescent was sleeping. A shadow suddenly appeared next to Opalescent and before it could do anything else, it jerked back and disappeared as Opalescent shifted into a more comfortable position for her. The shadow reappeared once Opalescent wasn't moving anymore. It slowly crept closer, making as little sound as possible. It quickly swirled around Opalescent and disappeared. A few minutes later, Opalescent was twiching ever so slightly in her sleep. She started to claw at the air and suddenly jolted up, jumping out of her bed and jumping onto Rarity, messing up her dress.

"Opal! What has gotten into you? You messed up the dress!" Rarity exclaimed. Before she could pick up Opal and put her back onto her bed, Opal lept towards Rarity's face and scratched her.

"AUGH!" Rarity screamed.

"No! No! Opal! You naughty cat! Get off! What was that for! These hideous scars!" Rarity screamed. She shoved Opal off of her and Opalescent was thrown onto the floor.

That night, Rarity thought of what to do to Opal. Though she liked the scars, she still wanted to punish Opal for what she did. A smile spread across Rarity's face as she thought of the perfect plan. She would take the life of her cat. But what would she do with the body? Rarity thought for a moment. She had started to like Pinkamena. Somehow she knew Pinkamena was alive somewhere. And Rarity. She thought of making a living Pinkamena doll.

"Perfect." Rarity said to herself. And she fell asleep, knowing what to do the next morning.

"Opal? Where are you?" Rarity called down the stairs. She heard a purr and saw Opal was stretching. She was about to leap onto the dress that Rarity had finished when Rarity used ger magic and floated her over.

"Opal? Do you know what your punishment for this is?" Rarity asked Opal, pointing to the scars she had from yesterday.

"Mreow." Opalescent meowed.

"Well then, let's do it now, shall we?" Rarity said. Using her magic, Rarity threw Opal against a wall as hard as she could head first, giving Opal a serious head concussion. Rarity did that again, splitting Opal's skull down the middle and killing her.

"That's your punishment. But I'm not finished yet." Rarity said. She made a Pinkamena doll, leaving a big hole big enough to fit a cat's heart. Rarity ripped out Opalescent's heart and put it into the Pinkamena doll. She sew the hole together and cast a spell.

"Hello, dear." Rarity said to the doll.

"Hi, mommy." the Pinkamena doll said back. Rarity smiled, not even knowing one of her eyes had a black sclera now and a glowing, white pupil.