//-------------------------------------------------------// Break up -by Hoping for death- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// All is bad. //-------------------------------------------------------// Author's Note I decided this story is garbage and you should not read it. All is bad. Our story resumes at Sweet Apple Acres in Applebloom's room. She was in there all day, not because she was being punished, she wasn't, because she was mad at herself. With the same knife which she tried to kill herself with in her hand, she was about to kill herself with it, she pulled up her shirt and tried to bring it across her heart once more, but there was one minor complication. Her hand wouldn't move. Her whole body just froze up, all she could do was blink and breathe. She tried so hard to bring the knife across her heart, but couldn't. Then she heard voices. "You can't do this, Applebloom" Cried a voice that sounded like Applejack. "Nope" Said a Big Mac voice. "Try it and you'll be sorry little girl." said a stern voice that matched Granny Smith putting an emphasis on the words "Little Girl." The voices circled in her head. Applebloom felt her whole body turn to stone but before she could scream. She woke up, Applebloom wiped her hand over her face and was ashamed to discover she had been crying. She looked out her window and it was still nighttime. Applebloom walked out of her room and carefully walked past the other rooms, careful not to alert anyone, she crept downstairs and started looking for the block of knives but strangely they were gone. Applebloom looked around for something sharp but all the knives and forks were gone. "Looking for these?" A voice behind her asked. Applebloom turned around and saw Granny Smith holding the knives, Big Mac holding the razor blades and Applejack holding the forks. "Yes," Applebloom yelled, "Give them to me. I have to die now." "I'm afraid we can't let you do that, sugarcube." Applejack said sternly. "Nope." Big Mac Said. "Put me out of my misery." Applebloom cried. Applejack tried to comfort her sister but she just flinched and ran back to her room with Applejack following. Applebloom opened her window and was about to swan dive out of it when Applejack grabbed her. Applebloom burst into tears, Applejack tried to comfort her but she shied away from it. "Why are you doing this?" Applejack asked, "We told you we love and forgive you." "I don't want your forgiveness." Applebloom snapped while the pain was still eating her alive. "Applebloom," Applejack said, "Do you want us to get you some help?" "I don't know." Applebloom sobbed into her sister's chest. "I know you don't think you want help, but you do." Applejack said. "Why won't you let me die?" Asked Applebloom. "Oh Applebloom, don't say that." Applejack said holding her sisters hand. The crusaders were back at the very same place they were before. Outside the barn at Sweet Apple Acres, even though it was freezing, debating the next plan to get themselves killed. "We could take a series of pills." Scootaloo suggested. "No, my sister got rid of 'em all the last time I tried to kill myself." Applebloom said. "Mine too, I just can’t believe you got us into this mess." Sweetie Belle said, getting Applebloom's attention. "Me?" Applebloom asked. "You are the one who started this whole thing." Sweetie Belle stated turning towards Applebloom. "I did no such thing." Applebloom said. "This blog was your idea and you know it, then at the very end, you were a wimp and revealed our secret identity." Sweetie said pushing Applebloom. Hey, hey, hey guys!" Scootaloo said trying to break it up. "But you are the little skank who ruined Sunset's life." Applebloom yelled. "Bitch, you started it." Sweetie yelled poking Applebloom's chest, "And at what cause? Because of your jealousy? You are a pathetic little piece of shit." "But you decided we should continue the blog." Applebloom snapped. "You calling me a liar?" Sweetie Belle asked. "I ain't calling you a truther." Applebloom responded. "Hey come on." Scootaloo said, "Let's just put this behind us and forget about this whole thing." "You know what, fuck you Scootaloser." Yelled Applebloom. "Oh, you did not just wazz up my name." Scootaloo said glaring at Applebloom. "Oh didn't I?" Applebloom said. "Say it again." Scootaloo threatened. "What if I do?" Applebloom threatened back. "Then I'm going to get physical with you." Scootaloo said. "Now we're all fighting!" Sweetie yelled. "I didn't even want to do this!" "Then why did you start this fight?" Scootaloo asked. "I said that I couldn't believe she started this." Sweetie Belle said, "That's all." "I know this will be controversial," Applebloom said, "But you mess with the pony, you get the hooves." She whipped her hair at her former friends. "Did you just hair whip us?" Sweetie Belle asked. Applebloom did it again. "You just hair whipped the wrong chic!" Scootaloo said. "I think you mean chicken!" Applebloom smirked. "Too far!" Scootaloo yelled. She smacked her friend. Thus, the fight got more intense. Pretty soon auroras of red, purple and white formed around each of the crusaders. Applebloom kicked Sweetie Belle so hard it sent her crashing into the barn, Sweetie Belle recovered from this and yelled so hard it caused a Sound wave to erupt from her mouth and strike Scootaloo. Scootaloo's hands were sparking in anger as she shot two lightning bolts right into Applebloom knocking her down. It was then that all three crusaders began to levitate off the ground and each built up negative energy so powerful that it caused three striking beams right into one another just like the Rainbooms did to Sunset Shimmer on the night of the fall formal. The blast from the beams was so powerful and effective that it caused a huge explosion, knocking the crusaders and author completely unconscious. It was then that the fight was officially over. The service was short. Everyone including, Applebloom's cousin Babs, Rarity and Sweetie Belle's parents Cookie Crumbs and Hondo Flanks and Some other Apples, were all mourning over the loss of the CMC. "They were too young to go out like this." Cried Lofty, "Sure what they did was wrong, but at least they learned from their mistake." "In conclusion, We loved our Scootaloo." Said Holiday, "We never wanted her to die before us." Scootaloo's aunts walked away from the mic. "Thank you so much Holiday and Lofty." Said Father Discord, "Up next we have Derpy Hooves to read a monologue from Tracks." Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow Dash were standing behind the crowd and out of the restrooms walked Applebloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo looking completely different. "How do we look?" Applebloom asked. "Completely unrecognizable!" Applejack said. "Excellent." Scootaloo said. "So, how's it feel to be at your own funeral?" Rainbow Dash asked. "Honestly, It's pretty weird." Applebloom responded. "Well, we'll leave you three to sort this out." Applejack said walking away with Rarity and Rainbow Dash. "Well girls, this is it." Scootaloo said. "The End of an Era. " "What are we going to do with our new lives?" Applebloom asked. "Well, there's two ways we can go about this." Sweetie Belle said, "We could help people or we could hurt people." "Why do we want to do anymore damage?" Asked Applebloom. "Scootaloo, what do you think?" Sweetie Belle asked. "I think we should stop being friends." Scootaloo said. "Maybe she's right." Applebloom asked, "All we do is make people's lives worse." "Well, It was fun while it lasted." Sweetie Belle said. With that, they went their separate ways. It was all over the three friends had officially ended their friendship Two years later "I now call the first reunion of the CMC to order." Applebloom called out.