Guernica
Chapter 7: Too Weak To Be Your Cure
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Part Two
Chapter 7: Too Weak To Be Your Cure
We arrive in the throne room of Canterlot, to a truly horrifying vision. Celestia, dead on her throne, her corpse being consumed by her sister, Luna, who turned to glare at us like and animal and charged. I push Fluttershy to safety and misdirect the charging nightmare moon through the stain glass. As she falls to the sidewalk below, I chuck my bola which wraps around her wings.
The body of the fallen God doesn't seem to phase the rioting citizens of Canterlot. Sadly even with the approaching apocalypse the only thing these consumerist pigs care about is acquiring more wealth, they robbed and plundered what was left of the shops. I toss Twilight's horn outside, I'm somewhat surprised that it worked… and suddenly unsure how I even knew that it would.
Then I notice, Fluttershy is standing before Celestia's half-eaten corpse, crying.
"Are you okay?" I ask, albeit, a silly question during the apocalypse. I put my hoof on her shouldering in a reassuring jester.
"They were my friends…." She sobbed. "I don't understand! Fine destroy the world if that's what they have to do to make money, but why do we have to die so horrifically? It's like they don't even care! Like we're not even alive!"
I don't have an answer for her. "It's a cruel world designed by cruel beings."
"Then what's the point of escaping?" She lashed out.
"What? You mean aside from that horrible fate we just saw?" I snap back, then feeling bad. "Look. I'm an agent outside of this cannon. Whoever the person watching over me, I believe I can trust him, he's not gonna fuck us over. We'll be safe, I promise you."
"Okay." She says simply. I take it to be the end of the conversation, my words ringing through to her. I turn towards the machine, powering it on, trying to make heads or tails of the operating system. To pass the time, I ask what really bugging me "Were you really just inviting me to dinner that night to say thank you?"
"That again?" She sniffed, annoyed
"Just making small talk." I say defensively, "Sorry. It's probably incredibly inappropriate to bring it up now… But can you at least tell me what's wrong with me? Aside from the fact I'm not a mare?"
"You're anti-social, homophobic, misogynistic, emo, and possibly psychotic." She snaps at me.
I won't lie. That stung. "Yeah… I suppose I'm not really that good of a person am I?"
There's a pause. Then I say "I just thought you were rather pretty was all." answering a question that wasn't asked. I fiddle with the knobs and dials until I land on the Beast Wars universe, a relic from HASBRO's past that was never canceled and therefore always will exist as part of that cannon. We'd be safe there, on Beast Wars Earth. "Fluttershy I found us a place." I say cheerfully, turning my head to see her body slumped to the floor.
I run to her, and see she slit her throat with the glass while I was talking. I start screaming and primal horrible scream, crying. I cradle her in my arms, and I'll never know why she did it. Was it the character bible? The stress of seeing her friends die in front of her?
Or maybe the reality was she killed herself over the prospect of living forever with me.
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