The House on the Edge of Town

Applejack bolted out of the house, out of the front yard, and to the nearest, safest looking tree. She was out of breath from fear and running and was desperately trying to catch it. Her mind whirled with thoughts about what had happened. Something in the house had appeared that looked like a ghost, said something floated over to her and forced her to swallow it, whatever IT was. As her breathing finally slowed back to normal, Applejack felt her stomach began to churn around her impromptu meal. The sounds of glurps and gurgles came from her belly as she felt herself getting sleepy; her stomach kicked into overdrive to digest the bulk held inside. Too tired from her meal making her overstuffed as well as being scared stiff from the excursion into the house, she passed out underneath the tree.

Hours passed while she napped while her stomach loudly processed what she had swallowed. Chunks of the glowing blue goop were worked over and processed into a glowing blue soup that gathered at the bottom of her stomach. And while what had been Rainbow Dash’s soul digested away, portions of her memories were transferred to the sleeping mare.

Applejack began to dream about the haunted house she had been in. In her dream, she saw the kitchen where the blue glow had been. She looked around, seeing thick dust everywhere, the fridge with rotting food, the mason jar. Out of everything, that mason jar seemed to stand out more than anything else. She became fixated on the jar. She didn’t know why, but something was special with the jar. That’s when she saw Rainbow Dash enter the kitchen.

She watched as the dream Rainbow Dash explored the kitchen before she wandered up to that all-important jar. Rainbow Dash considered the thing briefly before she opened the jar then drank from it. Applejack watched as a familiar-looking blue glow engulfed Rainbow which quickly increased in intensity until there was a bright flash. Where Rainbow once stood was now just a floating blue, glowing, vaguely pony shaped blob.

Applejack understood. Whatever was in the jar did this to Rainbow Dash. She could feel a similar desire course through her that had gone through Rainbow Dash. That need to be eaten. The need to get more ponies to drink the liquid to give them that need. Applejack understood.

In the middle of her dreaming, Applejack shifted slightly and let out a large belch. Light wisps of blue escaped from her lips and her belly visibly became smaller. The blue glow that had settled in her stomach also faded slightly as well as she slept off the soul that had fed herself to her. She would wake up hours later, feeling rejuvenated and full of energy, if just a little late to the Nightmare Night party with the rest of her friends.