Of all the things Sunny Starscout had expected, little candy stars raining from the sky was not one of them.

She eeped and whinnied as she hopped around trying to avoid them, beside her Izzy was giggling and catching them in her mouth.

"What is happening?" Sunny asked, giving one of the stars a taste to confirm that they were indeed candy.

"I dunno, but I can't complain about candy falling from the sky!" Izzy responded.

“Candy doesn’t just fall from the sky!” Then, Sunny gasped. “It must be the work of Butterscotch! He did say he’s the new spirit of chaos.”

“Senor Butterscotch,” Izzy pointed out, though her enthusiasm had died at the mention of his name.

“This must be a distraction so he can escape, he’s gotta be nearby!” Sunny said, then she gestured for Izzy to follow her as she bolted ahead.

Sunny’s alicorn magic had gone away shortly after Senor Butterscotch’s escape, and she hadn’t been able to re-summon it since. She didn’t know why her magic was finicky like this, from what was documented it seemed like the alicorns of the past had solid wings and horns.

Sure enough, not too far ahead, Senor Butterscotch was marching through the brush. Something glinted in the moonlight, catching his eye. He turned to face it, and then with a growing grin he levitated his sword out of a bush.

“Aha!” He said, admiring the shitty makeshift weapon.

“AHA!” Yelled a familiar voice, right before a weak beam of magic shot out of the tree’s and in his direction.

He didn’t even have to teleport to avoid it, since Sunny Starscout still wasn’t very good at magic.

The little orange pony jumped out of the woods and landed so hard her hooves dug into the dirt, her golden luminescent wings spread as she charged up her fake horn once more.

Maybe her magic was controlled by emotion? Who knew, but this was the second time it had appeared in the face of danger.

“Senor Butterscotch!” Sunny yelled, glaring at him with a fire burning in her eyes. “It is time for you to PAY!” And then she went flying backwards from the force of the last word.

Senor Butterscotch only blinked in confusion, he stood stalk still, his sword levitating at his side, as he waited for Sunny to get up.

Sunny hopped out of the bushes once again, this time it was a lot less dramatic.

“What??” She snapped when she noticed his look, she really hadn’t expected her voice to suddenly boom and echo like that.

“Is that one of your ‘alicorn powers’?” Senor Butterscotch asked as he slowly stepped backwards.

“I don’t know!” Sunny said, she huffed, then she lit up her horn.

A blast of magic shot out of her horn and directly toward him, though he dodged it and even successfully deflected the beam with his sword. It bounced back at Sunny and she eeped as it hit her, however she was relieved to find that it had no effect.

Sunny grabbed him with her telekinesis, and she aimed her horn at him once again. Senor Butterscotch grit his teeth, before teleporting out of her grasp just in time to avoid her attack.

“Where did you go!?” Sunny yelled, now enraged. She stomped her hoof as she twirled around, not willing to just give up and let this monster escape again.

There was a flash above her, and when she looked up her vision was suddenly overcome with frosting. Sunny stood from the mess of goop that now covered her, she wiped it away and was dumbfounded to find that it was cake.

The bastard had dropped a cake on her.

Sunny fought the urge to taste said cake as she heard snickering, she glared to her left where Senor Butterscotch was perched on a tree branch.

“You aren’t taking this seriously!” Sunny said, pointing her hoof at him.

“You’re taking this way too seriously,” He said, giving her a sharp-toothed grin.

“You have killed COUNTLESS ponies and tortured MANY more!” Sunny said, her voice cracking as tears returned to her eyes.

She struggled to climb out of the pile of cake, before she gave herself a good shake. Not once did she remove her glare from Senor Butterscotch.

“You ponies deserve it after what you did to me, is locking an innocent being in a closet for months not considered torture?” He returned her glare.

“Izzy already told you that she didn’t KNOW you were alive!”

Several feet away, Izzy hid in the bushes as she listened to the conversation. She hiccupped softly, holding her hoof to her mouth as she tried to remain quiet.

“That’s not true!” Senor Butterscotch said, he hopped down from the tree and landed across from Sunny. “She locked me up because I was alive! She was ‘scared’ that I’d started talking to her, but I’d been talking to her all day! I was just whispering before because I was weak!” He snarled.

“THAT DOESN’T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO MURDER PONIES!” Sunny quickly lit up her horn and sent a massive beam of magic toward him.

Senor Butterscotch teleported away, re-appearing behind Sunny. He looked up and his jaw dropped, her magic had dug a burning crater in the ground, several tree’s having been reduced to smoldering stumps.

“I think that’s my cue to leave,” He said.

Sunny whipped around just in time to see him teleport again, except this time she could not find him no matter where she looked.

“NO! COME BACK! COME BACK YOU DEMON!” Sunny sobbed, her shoulders trembling as she fell onto her rump.

Izzy finally left her hiding place, running up to Sunny and wrapping her in a big hug.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” Izzy gasped as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault! You didn’t d-do anything wrong,” Sunny said, she wrapped her arms around Izzy and pulled her into a comforting embrace.

Senor Butterscotch was not seen again after that. Sunny and her friends, along with several other search parties, conducted a thorough search of the woodlands, but they didn’t find any trace of him. They found many corpses littering the woods, some rotting and some fresh, all of which matched the missing ponies' posters that had been set up around Maretime Bay.

It was heartbreaking, Sunny had never seen Maretime Bay so desolate before. How could something like this even happen? Sunny scoured through many old books and all of her notes for some idea of what had given Senor Butterscotch life, but she hadn’t been able to find anything useful.

The only thing she could find was about unicorns purposefully bringing inanimate objects to life, but Izzy swore up and down that she had not intended to do that.

Sunny didn’t blame her, and although she suspected that Izzy had really wanted her made up friend to be alive –considering he was literally made to replace their friend group– she couldn’t bring herself to interrogate Izzy further.

Possibly the worst thing, aside from the deaths, was that the three tribes had only just started to accept each other. But now? Earth ponies and pegasi were terrified of unicorns, some even went so far as to spread rumors that unicorns were planning to take over Equestria with living inanimate objects.

All of that hard work, all of Sunny’s effort to get the three tribes to be friendly, it was all gone. The unity crystal’s flickered occasionally, just like they’d done many months ago during Maretime Bay Day.

Ponies who had previously started to treat Sunny like a leader now gave her a wide berth, and she hadn’t received a single report since the day of Senor Butterscotch’s attack. They just didn’t trust her anymore; it didn’t help that her alicorn magic was acting even crazier now.

The least Sunny could do was keep ponies from harassing Izzy. She made several public announcements that Izzy had nothing to do with Senor Butterscotch, but plenty of ponies had been there when he’d confronted her.

It didn’t take long for word to spread to the other towns and cities of Equestria. One of these towns, a tiny little place that was the closest town to Maretime Bay, had even begun to experience their own little tragedies. Though, these tragedies were a bit different.

A cream-colored mare screamed in terror as streaks of red coated her forelegs, several other ponies crying out and running away from her as she begun to sob.

“My beautiful coat!” She cried, lifting one one of her hooves from the giant cherry pie that had just randomly appeared beneath her.

A pair of crimson eyes watched her from the window of a sweets shop, tan ears perking under a black hood as the pony listened to a confused yell from the kitchen.

“Now where did that pie go!?” The baker pony asked as he darted into the main area, he gasped as he saw the mare outside, then he burst out of the shop to confront her.

The mysterious hooded pony grinned as he watched the affair, levitating a donut to his muzzle with magenta magic.

Oh, how I love chaos.

Author's Note

I don't know what inspired this concept, I watched the T.U.E.S. day episode and decided to be weird. There will be a sequel