All My Friends Are Heathens

~Pinkie Pie’s POV.~

It has been another good week at Sugar Cube Corner. Today, Derpy volunteered to play with our new playmate today, while Apple Bloom, Frostie and I prepared the kitchen for our next batch of ingredients.

Everything was fine, until, while playing with the fondant icing, Frostie froze and dropped the icing on the table with a thud. She began to tremble for no apparent reason. The fondant icing impact with the table caught our attention, as Apple Bloom and I turned to the frozen, Bat Pony mare.

“Frostie? What’s wrong?” I asked, worried about my older sister. Frostie didn’t reply.

I narrowed my eyes and leaned closer to my sister. The white parts of her eyes, went black, and her irises turned golden. This has happened before. This indicates that Frostie is seeing from another Pony’s eyes. But… Who has golden eyes?

Frostie blinked, her eyes returning to their normal green color, and she gasped.

“What did you see, Miss. Frost?”Apple Bloom asked.

Before Frostie could answer, a familiar voice wailed from the cellar, "Pinkie Pie!!"

Frostie and I went galloping toward the sugar pink door to the cellar and down the stairs, both pair of eyes wide with worry. Derpy was sitting in a corner, her face in her hooves and her wings wrapped around her. Something was wrong.

~Obsidian Frost’s P.O.V.~

"Derpy!" Pinkie exclaimed, running to the grey Pegasus and kneeling down. Ditzy's crossed golden eyes tried to focus on Pinkie as they swam with tears, "Derpy, what happened?" Pinkie asked.

"I..." Ditzy gasped, sobbing, "I... D-did... It... Wr-wrong...! I m-messed up!!"

Pinkie Pie turned to Ditzy’s playmate, Roseluck, and saw the split in her Cutie Mark. Pinkie smiled and faced Ditzy again, stroking her mane, "It's fine, Derpy!" She cooed, "It's your first time! No one's perfect!"

"B-but I w-wanted to d-do it on m-m-my own this t-time!!" Ditzy cried, digging her face into Pinkie’s chest.

I walked over to the crying Pony and put my hoof over her head, "Tell you what, Ditzy. Pinkie and I will help you today and you can take another shot at it next time." I suggested soothingly, "Is that okay?"

Ditzy looked at me, wiped her eyes and nodded, giving a weak smile. I gave her a gentle smile back.

"Pinkie Pie?! Obsidian Frost?!" Roseluck shouted, getting our attention, "What are you two doing?! Why are you teaching her these things? She doesn't know right from wrong, she's too stupid to know what she's doing!"

Pinkie's expression became mutinous. I lowered my head, so my bangs shadowed over my eyes. I walked over to the tied up flower Pony. With one swift motion, I ripped Roseluck's Cutie Mark all the way off with my teeth. Roseluck shrieked in pain, looking down at her bleeding flank.

I didn’t care if anyone heard her from the cafe. She called Ditzy stupid. Nopony calls my Ditzy stupid!

"Don't you dare call my Ditzy stupid!" I told Roseluck in a low and dark tone.

"Pinkie, she also said I was a... 'Retard,'" Ditzy told Pinkie with an angry pout.

Pinkie Pie gasped, her eyes angry with flames. My body reacted to this blaze of anger and punched Roseluck across the face with my right hoof, giving her a black eye.

"HOW DARE YOU!!" Pinkie bellowed in her high pitched voice. She ran to the bottom of the stairs and called up, "Apple Bloom!! APPLE BLOOM!!!"

The door opened again and the little filly came trotting down.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Apple Bloom asked in an urgent tone.

Pinkie Pie's murderous glare moved to Roseluck. Next to her was the teary eyed Ditzy, looking nervous, unsure if she should stand up.

"Roseluck called Derpy a retard," Pinkie answered in an acid voice.

Apple Bloom gritted her teeth as she slowly approached the trapped Pony, "Well that wasn't very nice..."

"Apple Bloom?!" Roseluck screeched, "You're part of this too?!?"

"Of course I am!" Apple Bloom answered happily, "I've gotta earn my Cutie Mark somehow!" Roseluck started crying, and Apple Bloom took a look at Derpy's tools, "We need to punish you for hurting our sweet Derpy." She chose a small axe and held it up, ready to swing--

"Wait!" Ditzy cried, Pinkie, Apple Bloom and Roseluck looked at her. Ditzy stood up and slowly walked to Apple Bloom, taking the axe from her. She turned to face Roseluck, "I'm going to do this on my own like I said I was."

"D-Derpy!" Roseluck sobbed, as Apple Bloom and Pinkie Pie cheered, I took a step away from Roseluck, "Please, you don't know what you're doing!"

"I know just what I'm doing!" Ditzy screamed, "I may not understand so good, and I may not talk so good, but I do know that I am going to chop you into bits and make you into muffins." She gave an evil grin and narrowed her crossed eyes, "Didn't I tell I love muffins?"

"You're going to kill me!" Roseluck cried, struggling violently.

"Yup." Ditzy smiled, and she swung the axe, chopping off Roseluck’s left arm. Roseluck screamed even more as Apple Bloom rushed forward with a bucket to catch the blood.

"I'M NOT STUPID!"

Ditzy swung again and chopped off Roseluck’s right ear.

"I'M NOT A RETARD!!"

Ditzy threw the axe to the floor, breathing hard and grabbing her scalpel again. She trotted over to Roseluck's other Cutie Mark and managed to carve a neat circle around the rose. Roseluck was breathing heavily, sobbing still, her voice hoarse from screaming.

"Alright, Derpy!" Pinkie Pie cheered, "That was a perfect Cutie Mark cutting!"

Ditzy smiled and nodded, "Thanks Pinkie! I'm glad to do good! I'm not nervish anymore!"

She gave a small dance, her hooves clapping on the cement floor. Then she suddenly slashed a deep cut in Roseluck's chest. It started to bleed freely.

Derpy gasped and covered her mouth, "Oh sorry! I'm so clumsy. Lemme make you better!"

She took a needle and thread and started sewing the wound shut very roughly. Roseluck winced, shaking her head back and forth desperately.

"Oops! Clumsy me! I messed up."

Ditzy cut the wound again, slicing the stitches, then started sewing it back up.

"Oops!"

She repeated this process a few times before just giving up and jabbing the needle right into the gash.

"I just don't know what went wrong!"

"Hey Derpy." Apple Bloom spoke up, "I've got something special for you!"

She held up a large pair of pliers, and Ditzy took them.

"What should I do?" Ditzy asked.

"Whatever you want!" Pinkie answered with a bounce.

A dark smile grew on my face, “I have an idea, Ditzy.” Ditzy turned to me. I walked over to her and whispered something into her ear.

Ditzy's evil grin returned and she nodded. She suddenly forced Roseluck's mouth open, "I wanna play dentist!"
She started ripping out Roseluck's teeth one by one with the pliers. The teeth landed on the floor with a little tink sound against the concrete. Once Derpy was satisfied, she dropped the pliers and started chucking the teeth at Roseluck as hard as she could. They left scrapes and welts on her body.

"Derpy..." Roseluck sobbed weakly, "Please..."

Ditzy pulled a lever to rotate the chair to stand vertically. Then she turned away from Roseluck and started kicking her repeatedly with her back hooves. There were cracks as ribs were broken, and large bruises began to form.

"Careful, Derpy," Pinkie spoke up, "We don't want to damage her organs too much!"

"Okie dokie lokie!" Ditzy smiled, and started kicking Roseluck's legs, breaking them in several different places.

Pinkie giggled and turned to Apple Bloom, "I'm so proud of her!" She cheered excitedly, “It's like having a little sister!"

"You sure did teach her good, Pinkie Pie!" Apple Bloom smiled.

Finally, Ditzy ceased her kicking, Roseluck's legs resembling a couple of strangely shaped sticks. Roseluck was still crying, but didn't even bother to scream or plead; she was too weak.

"Pinkie, should I finish up?" Ditzy asked.

"If you feel you've had your fun!" Pinkie replied.

Ditzy fluttered briefly with happiness, and then took her scalpel again. She cut two horizontal lines, one below her ribs, and one above her pelvis. Then she connected them with a vertical cut straight down the middle.

"Don't you want to numb her first?" Apple Bloom asked.

"No," Ditzy answered, opening up Roseluck's abdomen, "I want her to hurt lots. She called me stupid."

"Revenge!" Pinkie sang, "It's best served in muffins!"

Apple Bloom came forward with her bucket and held it up for Ditzy, who started pulling organs out.

"We return to the story of Lively Liver and his friends," Ditzy started her story, pulling out the liver, "Bad Bladder and Sad Stomach form a new plan to make Lively Liver very sad." She pulled out the bladder and stomach, "They want to make Laughing Lungs think that Lively Liver stole her favorite dress! This makes Laughing Lungs not laugh so good, and Lively Liver keeps telling her that he didn't do it! Playful Pancreas knows Lively Liver wouldn't ever do such a bad thing and tries to prove that he is good. And down comes Kind Kidney to tell that Bad Bladder and Sad Stomach do bad, and all the other organs know the truth. Helpful Heart comes over to make happy again, teaching them all about friendship and honesty..." Ditzy dug out the remaining organs, including the heart, and dropped them into the bucket. As Roseluck's head lopped forward, Ditzy finished, "The end!"

"I think we've got everything we need!" Apple Bloom smiled, holding up the bucket.

"No, we still need to skin and debone Roseluck and collect the rest of the meat." Pinkie chirped.

"Oh yea!" Apple Bloom replied.

"Did I do good, Pinkie Pie?" Ditzy asked nervously, bowing her head and putting her ears back.

Pinkie gave her a huge hug, nuzzling her, "You did fantasterific!" She giggled, "I'm making you my new little sister! I love you, Derpy!"

"Yay! I have a sister!" Ditzy cheered, overcome with giddiness.

Ditzy, Apple Bloom and Pinkie Pie turned to me, who still had her head low and haven't said two words to anyone. I walked over to Ditzy. Ditzy braced herself, until I took her by surprise by throwing my arms around her.

I smiled and giggled, "You did awesome, Ditzy. I'm happy that you're part of the family."

Ditzy smiled and wrapped her arms around me, "Thanks, Frostie. You're the best."

"Now let's get to work." Pinkie smiled, holding up a knife, "We gotta make those muffins!”