The sun had finally risen over Camp Everfree, revealing a much different sight than the previous morning.

“Good morning, girls! I hope you all slept well! I had a bit of a rough time with a troublemaker, but I hopefully we didn’t disturb you too much!” Pinkamena said, bouncing up and around the campfire. Her flat hair bounced along with her, and she still had a wide grin plastered on her face, but it was notably more forced than the grins she had previously worn, and her eyes were wider and more unfocused.

“Oh, it’s okay, Pinkie. We know you had to take care of business,” Pinkamena grumbled in a rough imitation of Twilight’s voice, elbowing her friend’s corpse.

Over the night, she had retrieved all of her friend’s bodies and now had them arranged around the campfire. Although the bleeding had mostly stopped, their fatal wounds were still blatantly obvious. Especially Twilight, Timber, and Fluttershy. Their bodies were stiff and starting to discolor.

“Yeah, we’re glad you’re always looking out for us. We appreciate it more than you know,” “Rarity” said, having her arms flailed around from behind by Pinkamena.

“Aww, that means a lot, thank you,” Pinkamena gushed, just the tiniest hint of a blush managing to break out on her gray cheeks. Her respite was paused however as Applejack and Rainbow Dash fell backwards on the other side of the campfire. With a noise of exasperation, Pinkamena went to help her friends.

“Come on girls, I know you’re into each other, but you don’t need to be holding hands constantly,” she huffed, shoving them back onto the log bench. She tried to separate their intertwined fingers, but they had grown too stiff, and she didn’t want to break them off. Giving up, she walked away again. “Alright, alright. Just don’t let me catch you doing anything inappropriate.”

As Pinkamena went back to her seat, her stomach grumbled. Placing a hand to it, she realized that she hadn’t eaten anything since dinner the previous night. She was absolutely starving. She quickly made her way into the mess, but stopped at the door and called back to her friends.

“Don’t worry about breakfast. It’s on me! You all deserve something special for being my friends. After all, life is a party!”

The End

Author's Note

And that's my slasher EG story! I've had this one in my mind for a while, and am glad to finally get it out. To anyone who reads it, thank you. Comment if you like, just be sure to be respectful.