The Scrapbook

by Fancy Mark

Rating: teen
Tags: Anthro, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Death, Alternate Universe, Anthology
Length: 1400

A collection of short stories that were just too short to make into their own story.

This is an anthology of horsewords that involve horses. If that isn't obvious, then what the heck is wrong with you?

Will be updated whenever I write another short story

Published 2022-04-27 01:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-04-27 01:50:01 UTC

Horns (Dark/Gore/AU/Comedy [Mane 5 {G5}])

Izzy smiled at her friends as they admired the horns she had given them to borrow. Sunny was most pleased with hers, as Hitch seemed a little uneasy with such a thing upon his head. Pipp and Zipp were geeking out over how cute each others horns looked, and Izzy felt a sense of pride well up inside her.

"Where did you get such beautiful horns from? Did you make them?" Sunny asked, smiling.

Izzy gave a big grin and said, "Nope! The unicorns I captured were kind enough to let me saw their horns off of them!"

Sunny's eyes widened and asked, "I'm sorry, what?"

The pegasi twins shrieked in disgust and pulled the horns off. Hitch shook his horn off and shouted, "You WHAT??"

Izzy seemed a little confused. "What? Is that not normal?" She asked innocently.

Hitch groaned, pulling a hoof down his face. "Not only is it not normal, it's also ILLEGAL! We don't saw off other ponies' appendages to let others use them!" He was visibly sickened by Izzy's actions.

Sunny was genuinely shocked. "Izzy, where are the unicorns you got these horns from?" she asked carefully.

"Oh, they're in the basement; they're such a nice group. I can introduce you if you'd like!" Izzy did a little jump and grinned happily.

"Take us to them, now!" Hitch shouted.

Izzy giggled, "Somepony is excited, aren't they?"

Sunny smiled nervously, "Alright Izzy, take us to the nice ponies in your... basement." She said the last word with a sense of disgust and fear. Izzy nodded ecstatically and bounced over to a door plainly labelled in loud, red letters,

"DO NOT ENTER."

Izzy swung the door wide and led Sunny and Hitch down a steep set of stairs into a poorly lit concrete bunker. As Hitch looked around the room, there were unicorns of all colours laying dead on the floor, blood poured out of the stump left behind by the removed horn. Sunny gasped and choked at the smell of desiccating corpses.

Izzy cocked an eyebrow. "Huh, they were awake yesterday, they were so nice!" Hitch facehoofed.

"Izzy, THEY'RE DEAD!" Sunny shrieked. "YOU KILLED THEM!"

Izzy's eyes suddenly widened and tears brimmed her eyelids. "I did this? Oh gosh, what have I done?"

Hitch shook his head and went upstairs, unaware of how to deal with such an innocent pony, not to mention he didn't know much about Unicorn law.

Sunny followed Hitch and left Izzy to contemplate what she had done.

When they came back up, the twins were profusely washing their hair in the sink. "Have you been doing this the entire time we were down there?" Sunny asked, annoyed.

Zipp nodded her head, water flying everywhere.

"Great, we've got an accidental murderer and two vain airheads. How're we gonna get magic back now?" Hitch sat and just groaned loudly as he regretted joining Sunny on her quest.

League (Dark/Gore/Horror/Thriller/Sci-fi/Anthro) [OC]

The first thing I remember was waking up. I was inside a tube, connected to wires and some thick fluid surrounded my body. Several scientists were moving about outside. I looked down. I had a featureless, chromioid body. Simplistic and sleek in design, humanoid at best. But yet, I was still imperfect. That matters not. I looked upward toward the opposite wall, and a large logo of an L decorated with stars and gold streaks stared back. I heard some commotion just outside, and my eyes darted toward them. My head raged with the want to kill. The two scientists quit their bickering and gazed back in terror.

The liquid began to drain and I felt my circuits cool. The front of the tube opened up, and I stepped out, heavy body clanking. A stallion with a white beard, decorated with wires and streaks of grey, stood tall before me in his musky yellow coat. He must have been at least six feet tall, but I was marginally taller, most likely seven feet. I looked down upon him, silently judging. He stared me dead in the eyes and with a sense of what ponies call regret, he commanded,

“Activate Protocol Icarus, identification code Daedalus Alpha Romeo King.”

My body flared to life as I levitated, verifying, “Protocol Icarus activated.”

I felt myself fly up trough the ceiling and blasted to the coordinates in my system. I was travelling at Mach 3. A city rose on the horizon. My eyes heated, and I began to destroy anything and everything in sight. People’s screams filled my ears and I still destroyed. A man atop a building screamed “For Celestia!” He leapt toward me and I dodged. He began to fall to his doom, and I blasted him to pieces. Blood rained down on the people below, and I began to destroy them as well.
A small filly stood amid the chaos, staring up at me, tears streaking her face, mixing with the blood of the people surrounding her. A small teddy bear was clutched in her arms as she shook.
I flew down before her and knelt. She took a fearful step back. I looked at her and asked, “Where is the nearest bunker?”
She pointed to the northeast.
I nodded and said, “Thank you, little one.”

I turned back and stared her in the face. My eyes heated again, and blasted her head off. Her scream was cut short. Blood and skull shards exploded about me. I stood up. If I had a heart, it would have certainly ached. But that is the advantage of a robot.

They have no heart.

Uh, My Name's Rob (Random/Comedy) [Deputy Sprout, Rob the Pony] {MLP:ANG}

"Ahh," I sighed. "It's a beautiful day here in Maretime Bay." The sun was shining brightly, and things were going smoothly. Of course, there was that unicorn attack just yesterday, but that doesn't matter to me much. I'm just here to enjoy the sunshine, and breathe the crisp morning air, and-

"Who are we?"
"We're an angry mob!"

The voices seemed so distant, but they were definitely there.

"What are we?"
"We're an angry mob!"

"What the heck?" I turned to see a large amount of ponies singing.

"Look at this corn!" Sprout sang.
"It's on the cob!" the crowd responded.

He came running over next to me and said, "Look at that guy!"

"Uh, my name's Rob."

Oh my word, what the actual freak? Why did I say that? That's the lamest sentence ever! Oh my FREAKING WORD WHY??

Making Muffins! -ORIGINAL- (Random/Comedy/Slice of Life) [Derpy Hooves, Carrot Top]

Derpy is feeling hungry. REALLY hungry. A special kind of hungry. Muffin hungry. Then again, when is Derpy never NOT hungry for muffins? Derpy knows that Carrot Top had left her in charge of the house, and usually Carrot would make her muffins... But honestly, what could possibly go wrong? Derpy was the most responsible pony Derpy knew! She can make her bed every morning without fail! Of course, muffin-making isn't easy, Derpy knows that. But, determined to get her muffins, Derpy gets up from her place on the couch, and wanders into the kitchen.

She ever so quickly grabs all the ingredients and begins putting them in a small bowl. The flour, sugar, and baking powder goes in a bowl with a dash of salt, and Derpy begins to mix, flour flying everywhere.

She then plops an egg into the powdery mix, with some veggie oil and vanilla extract. She mixes quickly, wanting her muffins, and dough flies everywhere, and gets stuck in Derpy's mane.

Then she adds the blueberries, fresh from their garden. And into the muffin tin the dough goes, and the muffins began to cook in the small muffin oven Carrot and Derpy owned.

Derpy looks into the oven, waiting anxiously for her muffins. And the timer dings, the hungry grey pegasus snatched the muffin tin, and began to eat her lovely muffins! Derpy loves her homemade muffins. She makes a mental note to make her muffins herself, even though she knows full well she'll forget.

Then Carrot comes home. Derpy freezes. Carrot smiles at Derpy, knowing what she did, and goes to the kitchen to clean up. Derpy hadn't realized she made a mess; she just wanted her muffins! And so, Derpy apologizes to Carrot Top, with her famous words: "I just don't know what went wrong!"