Violet

Trixie and Flitter lay beside each other, their breathing calming down. "Wow," Flitter chuckled. "That was... actually really amazing."

"It was, wasn't it?" Trixie asked as she thought about her magic rod. "We should definitely do that again some time."

"Definitely." Flitter then leaned in. "You know, I'm... not quite sleepy yet."

Trixie smiled at her. "Neither am I."

Twilight's eyes shot open as she let out a yell and sat up. She looked to her left to see Rainbow sitting in the driver's seat of her car with wide eyes. Twilight looked to her right, out the window, and saw the hospital. "What happened?"

"What happened?" Dash asked, before she leaned in. "You got shot. But... Well, look!"

Twilight looked down at where she was shot to find the hole gone. "What the hell?"

"Yeah, I brought you to the hospital but... then I saw that."

Twilight felt her waist to make sure. "I can still feel it."

Rainbow sighed and let out a deep sigh of relief. "Shit... Well... At least now we know you can still be shot, so..."

"Right. Be careful with guns."

"What happened to your shield?"

"I-I don't know. I felt it getting weaker with each bullet."

"Like a health bar..." Rainbow muttered. "Your shield took too much damage. You need to beef it up."

"Beef it up?"

"Yeah. How does it work? Do you have to concentrate?"

"Sort of."

"What if you... focused really hard, or... quickly turned it off and back on again?"

"I think I just need to be careful with bullets." Twilight looked at the hospital again before she looked at Rainbow. "Can we go home and get some sleep?"

Rainbow smiled and nodded. "I was thinking the same thing."

Trixie sat on the edge of the bed and let out a soft sigh. She took one last look at the sleeping Flitter before she got up.

Snails entered his apartment and kicked the door closed while checking his phone. "Where the hell are you, Snips?" He asked as he walked past the kitchen area and entered the bedroom. He was far too distracted with his phone to notice the window slide open. "Come on, asshole, don't leave me hanging like this."

He finished taking a shower before he dried himself off. After getting dressed, he left the bedroom and went into the kitchen. After turning on the radio to play hard rock music, he opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of soda before he closed the fridge. When he turned around, he saw Trixie sitting at the kitchen table, her bare feet up on the table and leaning back in her chair.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Just catching up," Trixie cooed, wiggling her toes. "How ya been? Seen Snippers lately."

Snails' eyes narrowed as he set the bottle of soda on the counter. "My brother hasn't been home since yesterday morning. You know anything about that?"

Trixie chuckled. "Oh, I killed him. He's dead."

At first, it seemed like the man believed her. Then he scoffed. "Bullshit. You?"

"Is it really that hard to comprehend?" Trixie then giggled. "Well, maybe for a dimwit like you."

"Fine. Let's say I believed you. How'd you do it? Slap him to death?"

"Oh, no. No, nothing that stupid. I cut him in half with a guillotine."

The man smirked before he began making his way towards his bedroom. "You have ten seconds to leave before I grab my gun and shoot you."

Trixie summoned a spinning saw blade and threw it at the man's leg. He let out a yell of pain as the blade sliced right through the skin and bone, blood splattering the floor as he fell. Trixie got up and made her way over to the radio to turn up the volume. She closed her eyes and inhaled as she just listened. Meanwhile, Snails started to drag himself into the bedroom. If he could get to the bedside table, he could get his gun.

"You know, I went big with your brother," Trixie said before she glanced over at the injured man, a blood trail leading to his severed leg. "And I plan on going big with Garble. But a skinny little shit like you?"

"Just you wait, bitch," Snails grumbled as he crawled towards the bedside table. "Just you wait."

Trixie left the radio and casually walked after him. "Tell me... do you like raping helpless women?" She asked, summoning a knife above her right hand.

When Snails reached up to grab the table drawer, Trixie shot the knife forward. The blade pierced the man's hand and stuck it to the wood. He let out a yell of pain and grabbed the handle. However, the knife had went in down to the handle, so it was pretty stuck. Still, he tried.

"You really need to know when it's over," Trixie sighed, before she kicked his bloody stump, making him scream in pain. "Do you think if I slammed down hard enough, I could squeeze the meet out?" She then stomped on the stump, making the man scream again. Trixie sighed and went to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Now... What to do with you?" Snails was still trying to pull the knife out with pain grunts. Trixie turned and rested on her back on the bed. "I could... saw your limbs off one by one. Maybe puuuuull them apart slowly."

"You're fucking crazy!"

"Mmm... No. It's just, you three assholes were in charge before. Now it's my turn. Only, you should've killed me when you had the chance."

"We're not murderers! Not like you!"

"No, but you're rapists. Was I the first one? Or have you done this before?" Trixie turned her head to look at him. Snails said nothing. "What was her name?" Still nothing. "Their names?" Snails went back to trying to pull the magical blade out of the bedside table. "Glad to know I'm ridding the city of scum like you. I would love to let you live so you can tell Garble what's coming. But I can't have you running to the cops."

Trixie then let out a sigh and shrugged and began to undress. Snails was far too occupied to notice. When she was fully naked, she rolled off the bed and landed on him. The force of which pushed him all the way down to the floor as his hand was yanked down with him. He screamed as it was cut partially in half by the knife. Blood poured out as his disfigured hand was now free. The woman then knelt on his back and snapped her fingers. The knife vanished and two strings appeared, wrapping around his arms. They pulled up and snapped his arms back until there was a sickening snap. Due to the volume of the hard rock music, no one could hear his screams.

Trixie took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly exhaled. "I love this part." She then held her arms out and summoned a large buzzsaw in front of her. She slammed it down on the man's neck, slicing his head off as blood sprayed all over her. "Fuck, yes."

After the blood had stopped, she got up and went into the bathroom. Using her magic, she turned the shower on and stepped inside, letting the water wash the blood off. Afterwards, she whistled a tune to herself as she got dressed and headed back into the kitchen. She turned the volume back down to normal before she left. It was around midnight when she arrived back at Flitter's apartment. The door was still unlocked, so she entered and locked it before undressing. Heading back to bed, she slowly climbed back under the covers and cuddled up to Flitter.