Guernica

My Little Pony: Guernica

PART TWO

Interlude: Meanwhile, In The Real World

Business suits and ties, flapping in the early spring breeze as they drove the expensive convertible through the streets of New York. They are, in the entertainment world, Gods. Creators of all sorts of fictional worlds for various companies. They are a collective group of writers known collectively as the "Men Of War". Their job? To create brands that sell.

"Who would of thought turning Rainbow Dash gay would kill the series…" Jeffery said, they collectively had just been laid off after a board meeting. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic was canceled, pulled from the airwaves after it's controversial episode that hinted a former homosexual relationship between Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy. Jeff merely shrugged, blowing his cigarette smoke out the driver side window "Seemed like a brilliant idea at the time, I guess the world just isn't ready for it." He lamented "You'd think in this day and age people could just accept one another."

"Meh, we had a good run. " Noted Bob "I don't see why it matters, just a cartoon design to sell toys anyway." Said Bob "When you think about it, it's a shame Hasbro didn't stick to their guns. If anything, Lady Gaga proves there's a huge money to be made in pandering towards the gays."

Bob then notice in the seat behind him, Steve, the youngest writers of the team, furiously pounding away at the key board of his laptop. "Whatcha working on Steve?"

"Mmm? Nothing." He muttered, losing his train of thought he shut down the laptop and allowed it to go to sleep mode. He then sighed and said "Hey guys, ask you a philosophical question?"

"Like, where are we going to Eat?" Said the fat one sitting next to Steve, Kevin. "I want some Mongolian barbeque."

"Well yes, that…. I'd actually prefer Italian," Steve noted, "But what I wanted to ask was… Do you think they scream?"

There was a long unsettling pause. "I'm sorry, What?" Turned and asked Bob, bewildered and like the rest of them and a little creeped out by their young associate.

"The ponies. They're world is being canceled, basically, ya know, destroyed. Do you think they scream when they die?" Explained an increasingly more unnerved Steve.

Bob's eyes moved to Kevin's, where he was met with the same expression. A look that only said, holy shit, the kid has lost it.

"Honestly?" Began Jeff, coolly and ignorant to his young wards apparent change in disposition. "Knowing how we constructed them with all their character traits? They'd probably crack a little, become corrupted under the psychological pressure of knowing they'd all die soon." He took a drag "They'd probably try to spin it into a positive and resolve their internal conflicts before it arrived, just like they always have." Jeff flicked his cigarette out the window, and unconsciously began searching his shirt pocket for a new one. "At least that's how I would write it anyway."

"I'm glad you feel that way Jeff." Responded Steve, buckling his seat belt. Steve then pulled a magnum revolver out his laptop bag, and with out warning shot Jeff as he was driving. Bob cursed, and Kevin screamed, as the car started to spin out of control, flipping over in the middle of the intersection. Steve crawled out of the wreckage first, and bent down to shoot the still trapped Bob in the head as well. Standing back up, he spotted Kevin attempting to make a run for his life.

"Oh dear God, please, please, please!" Cried Kevin, "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die!"

But Steve carefully aimed the revolver and shot the fleeing Kevin right in the spine, dropping him to the asphalt with no chance he'd ever walk again if he in fact lived.

Steve took his time slowly approaching Kevin, who was inch by inch attempting to crawl away. "Wh-Why?" Kevin cried weakly "I-I don't wanna die!" he sobbed.

Steve turned him over, and smacked Kevin several times in the face with his gun. Then laughed as he looked at his worked, Kevin's broken nose. "You want to know why you're about to die, you miserable fat fuck?"

"Please don't kill me! I…" He gulped "I'll suck your dick!"

Steve shoved the gun in Kevin's mouth, "The ponies scream, Kevin." and pulled the trigger, and Kevin's brains were splattered all over the road behind him. Steve smiled, and then upon hearing the police sirens in the background made a run for his car. He retrieved his laptop, and took off on foot.

Eventually he would be caught, but he didn't care. He just needed to evade the police long enough, find a place to settle down for a few hours and finish writing. And once the story was complete, he'd put the gun in his own mouth and pull the trigger.

Then the brightside would be, everypony would be free.