Trixie's Uprising

I stood there behind the slide while a figure stalked immense out from the shadows further under the building of the playground. I called out “Hello? Are you here?”

“HAHA HA, why yes, Trixie it’s nice to meet you!” The pony glided out of the darkness and was indeed confirmed the pony in my classroom.

“I’m so glad you decided to be my friend!” I spoke with glistening eyes and hope.

“Me, you’re friend? Ha you’re joking, please... Oh I see you met up with my friend Mira, and why would I be friends with your creepy face? Hold her down girls!”

My eyes went cold and small. I stood there silent, scarred, and betrayed. I felt a warm drop of salty water slide off my nose and trickled onto my muzzle.

“How could you!” I barked as one pony grabbed my right hooves.

“How could I what? Hrm? Ohhh, now I see; you wanted me to be your only friend.” She spoke with a smirk.

“You know… you’re a pathetic creature, I almost felt sad for you.” She remarked, and came closer.

“I’m not the pathetic one!” I shouted in disgust.

The other pony grabbed my left hooves. The two ponies both pulled me back.

“Ha, so I’m the pathetic one now? Let me get this straight; I have parents that care about me, I have a cutie mark, and I wasn't abandoned by my true parents. I’m pathetic? You’re mistaken,” She snapped back at me, then commanded her friends to tie me onto the slide.

The two goons held me against the slide before I knew what was happening.

I stayed silent. It was pointless… I am pathetic, I do live in a backroom shop, and I don’t have parents. I didn’t know what she was going to do to me, but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be short or painless.

The filly's words still echoed relentlessly in my brain, bouncing around helplessly. I had already known these things... but out loud... in the open... it hurt... that much more.

The next thing I knew I was bound. The rope cut across my chest, holding me tight against the cold slide, the slide that brought so much joy during the day would be the table during my torture. Screaming wouldn’t help... I was pathetic... no one would hear... I’m not worth it... but that didn’t stop my pulse that was hammering against my temples and chest.

The filly with the bit on her flank reached down and took a hoof full of dirt from the ground. She moved closer and I tried to squirm my way out, but I couldn’t do crap! I made the mistake of looking at her.

That smile; it scared me. I felt like the headless horse had nothing on her; she was like tenfold more horrifying than the devil himself.

She was right in my face now. She was like a ninja; I didn’t even hear her move. I didn’t know her next move, but I was paying Celestia my last dues.

“Trixie, you’re such a freak. Why do you even show your face here?” She then stomped on my hoof.

“AW—“I exclaimed, was soon stopped by the two other ponies who tied me up.

Suddenly, the pony with the bit cutie mark shoved the dirt into my mouth!

“Eat this you trashy slob! Go back to where you came from, Freak!” The pony mocked.

“mhan- gamhar!” I tried to speak, but couldn’t with all the dirt in my mouth. It tasted awful, like sand that crunches on your teeth.

“Look, filly, either eat the dirt, or stay there forever!” She starred at me hard with a menacing look.

I gagged, but I had half the dirt down now. It really wasn’t much different then the food I get. I don’t know why; I guess some ponies are nice and leave food out in a can for me. Finally, I swallowed the last chunk.

“I don’t have time so I’m outta here. Girls you know how to handle her. Ohhh, and for your sake Trixie, stay away from me and never forget this name: Amanda,” She teased, and then she galloped off hard.

I gagged a little and felt sweaty. The ponies who tied me up quickly untied me and galloped off.

I wasn’t going to let her get off so easy now; I sprinted towards one pony who tied me up. She had a yellow coat and promising blue eyes, like the devil. Handsome, but fearsome, is the devil.

I grabbed her by the tail, and she and I both landed hard on the grass. Fear swarmed into her eyes. I quickly shoved my hoof into her mouth. Sure enough, a really quiet yelp released.

“If I remove my hoof you won’t scream, right?”

She nodded her head, yes.

“Ok, but if you scream, I will hurt you.”

I removed my hoof and sat there, watching her breathe. Sitting filly to filly felt great, like she was a friend. I never experience that before. It felt great! Although, she was, the filly I hated the most besides apparently Amanda.

She looked scared and jumpy. Her breathing slowed and eased into regular breathing.

“I-I… I had to.” She spoke with sorrow. “I had to or else…” She shuddered.

I tried my straight face, but a small frown crept onto my muzzle. I had known where this was going; she must have been forced to by Amanda.

“Amanda forces us to do stuff,” She said with ease, but yet also sorrow.

I thought for a little bit… I couldn’t decide what to do. I’m not a leader, and I’m not that smart. I thought for a long disturbing five seconds. Nothing.

“If you speak of this, you’ll regret it!” I told her half heartedly.

“Now run.” I spoke sharply. I figured before lunch is called, I should go and clean up.

I ran my hooves under the cold water of the sink. Whispers flooded my ears, but all I heard were faint whispers. This spiked my curiosity. As do, I have a problem with just letting mysterious things go. I left the sink water running for less suspicion and trotted over to the side of the stall, standing on two hooves to make sure I wasn’t seen. I gulped in a deep breath to hold myself in as tight as possible.

Words slowly became clearer with every second of air released. My lungs felt like a vacuumed sac, like those cleaning bags. My head swam, but I hear the words now.

“That was a close one!” Spoke softly a familiar voice.

My curiosity now was now its peak; I didn’t know who, but I could hear movement of eight hooves. There were two ponies in the stall. Now I HAD to know what was going on.

“I can’t believe that stupid Trixie filly actually fell for it!” Another voice said snidely.

“GASP!” Slipped out of my muzzle, as I realized who those ponies were now…