Silent Ponyville: Mother
By: MrSmartusername
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Chapter 1
“Mommy, mommy look I did it!” an ecstatic grey filly ran up to her mother bouncing up and down. “I did it, I baked my first muffin.”
An older mare turned to see the small unicorn holding a plate with a single muffin, burnt to a crisp. “Oh, good… job Dinky… ah, what flavor is it?”
“It’s strawberry, are you gonna taste it mommy?” her face now lowered.
The older mare hesitated “of course I will.” The mare leaned down to the plate and took a bite out of the burnt muffin. “Its… good,” the mare uttered trying not to vomit.
The filly’s eyes lit up “REALLY, does that mean I get my cutie mark?”
“No sweetie,” her mother chuckled. “Come lay down muffin.”
“It’s not fair all of my friends have their cutie marks, I’m never gonna get mine.” Dinky cried laying her head in her hooves.
“Sweetie that’s not true I’m sure you’ll get your cutie mark very soon.” The mother said as she placed a hoof on her daughter’s blonde mane.
Dinky jumped up and bolt to her room.
“Sweetie, Muffin?” her mother stepped into the room and sat next to her bed.
“Leave me alone.” Dinky sobbed.
The mother closed her eyes and sung softly “oh do you know the Muffin Mare, the Muffin Mare, the Muffin Mare.” She opened one of her eyes only to see her daughter shift slightly. “Oh do you know the Muffin Mare who lives on Horseshoe Lane.” The mother sighed seeing her daughter’s position unchanged, and began to walk away.
“Oh yes I know the Muffin Mare, the Muffin Mare, the Muffin Mare.” Dinky sung quietly through broken tears.
Her mother walked back up her daughter placing a hoof on her.
“Oh yes I know Muffin Mare and her name is Dinky Hooves,” both now singing in unison and giggling.
“I love you mommy.”
“I love you too sweetie,” the mother said poking her daughters belly.
“Stop,” Dinky giggled.
“Oh… does that tickle?” the mother grinned and began poking the filly’s belly more.
“Stop ha-ha stop, yes it tickles” begged Dinky.
The mother continued tickling her daughter, “oh I don’t think so you can’t stop what’s-”
There was a loud crash from the living room followed by several voices.
“Check every room, I want them found alive,” Yelled one of the voices.
“Mommy, what’s happening?” questioned the filly.
The mother panicked “I… I don’t know, quick sweetie go hide in the closet.”
Dinky bolted to the closet closing it behind her.
“I found her, the mothers in here,” a black stallion stepped into the room. “Where is your daughter?”
The mother tried to avert her eyes from the closet but it was too late.
“The closet, she’s in the closet.” The black stallion yelled as he opened the door to see a terrified filly.
“No leave my daughter alone,” screamed the mother as two more stallions came in to the room and pinned her down.
A taller stallion stepped into the room, his fur pale and he had no mane or tail, the mother’s poor vision made it seem as if he had no visible face, he wore a sleek black suit and fashioned a crimson red tie.
“Miss Derpy Hooves under order of Princess Celestia, your daughter is to be taken into custody by filly services,” said the pale stallion.
“No,” Derpy screamed. With all her might she shoved the two stallions off of her and bolted out the door, several other ponies attempted to grab her but she only pushed past them.
“For Celestia’s sake will somepony stop her,” yelled the pale stallion.
Derpy ignored the pale one and continued to the door, each step she took seem to last forever. The door was in sight, as she exited the house she was stopped by a pair of hooves smashing into her face. She looked in every direction searching for the pony that had bucked her before collapsing. She reached out towards her daughter as her vision faded to black.
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“DINKY” Derpy screamed as she jolted awake. “Dinky, where are you?”
Derpy tried to wipe the tears from her face but was unable to move, “huh, what’s going on, where am I?”
The grey mare’s eyes looked around the room, “huh, oh right.” she squinted her eyes, revealing the horrors of her location. The room was dark, lit only by a single lantern. The floors of the room were a faded blue tile pattern, caked with blood and other fluids. The walls held various diagrams depicting pony anatomy as well as several cutie marks nailed to it.
“Help,” Derpy yelled as she frantically attempted to move. “Why can’t I…” she looked down to see she was on top of a gurney, all four of her hooves were tied down tightly.
Her breathing became more frantic, her eyes darted back and forth spotting various tools of surgery. “No… oh no, no, no” she began to shake the gurney as she pulled and tugged at her bindings. She gave one final tug and the entire gurney flipped to its side loosening one of her straps, she quickly unstrapped her other hooves and stood up.
‘What is this place,’ she thought to herself as she picked up the lantern. ‘Am I in a hospital, was I in an accident. Oh I hope Dinky is alright, I gotta find her.’
Derpy opened the door revealing a long corridor lined with several doors on each side. The hallway itself appeared to be in disrepair; wallpaper peeled at almost every inch, ceiling panels were either on the floor or close to falling, papers and overturned gurneys littered the ground.
Derpy heard a soft humming coming from the door at the end of the hallway. “H…hello, Dinky is that you sweetie?” She heard no verbal reply only a giggle. Her ears immediately shot up as she charged to the door.
The mare stared at the door; it had white padding covering it and a small peephole covered by a metal slider, the number 303 was above it.
Derpy placed down the lantern and whispered, “Dinky?” another giggle. Derpy quickly opened the window hatch to see a small grey unicorn colouring. “Oh Dinky mommy was so worried, are you alright?”
The filly didn’t respond only continued to colour.
“Don’t… don’t worry mommy will get you out of there.” Derpy looked over the door quickly spotting a key hole and a note taped below it:
Ignorance Is Bliss
Derpy stared at the note in confusion then flipped it over:
Nurse Velvet, Doctor Ironbuck told me to inform you of the new keys storage room. I’m running late for a dinner party, but I know you love visiting your patients so I’m sure you’ll get this note. The keys have been moved to the old gurney storage room in B Wing.
Derpy picked up her lantern and looked around just two doors from her position was another hallway with a sign reading ‘To B Wing’ “I gotta hurry up.” Derpy attempted to open her wings but quickly realized she was unable to. “What?”
Derpy turn her attention to where her wings were to see they were bound and locked by a straightjacket ‘great another key I have to find.’
Derpy ran through the destroyed halls turning at each sign she came to. She finally hit another corridor, she squinted her eyes revealing a sign that read ‘B Wing’ “Finally.”
Derpy made her way to one of the doors and attempted to open it. “Locked,” she huffed before moving to the others. “Locked, locked, locked,” she said in frustration. She walked to the last door and closed her eyes. ‘Click’ Derpy jumped in delight and threw open the door.
The room was small and cluttered with envelopes and folders; at the very back was a large panel that had many key hooks with room number labels under them.
Derpy walked up to the panel seeing only one key with 303 etched into it. “Don’t worry Dinky I’m coming” she grabbed the key and wasted no time heading back to her daughter.
“Dinky mommy’s back,” she stated in excitement as she looked through the peephole, her daughter was still colouring.
Derpy carefully slid the key into the hole and turned it, when she opened the door her excitement vanished. “Dinky, Dinky where… what?” Derpy snapped her head side to side looking around the small padded room, but her daughter was nowhere to be found only a picture.
Silent Ponyville: Mother
By: MrSmartusername
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Chapter 2
Derpy walked closer to the picture and squinted her eyes.
The picture was crudely drawn and coloured in with crayon. It depicted three ponies siting on a green plot of grass with a blue sky. One of the ponies was grey and appeared to have wings much like those of a Pegasus, its mane and tail both were yellow. The other two were unicorns, a larger one sat left of the Pegasus, its coat was a smooth purple and its mane and tail were yellow. To the right of the Pegasus was a smaller unicorn; its coat, mane, and tail matched the Pegasus. Written in red across the top was ‘A Happy Family’.
Derpy picked up the picture revealing a small black box-like device. Along its side were various buttons, one of the buttons appeared to be smeared with green crayon.
“What is this thing?” Derpy arched one of her eyebrows and pushed down on the green button.
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There was a long silence then a ‘click’. The world around Derpy began to change as she stared in amazement. The once dark padded room morphed into a dimly-lit office; the white flooring was replaced with an intricately designed red carpet. A desk, several chairs, and cabinets seemed to grow from the carpet.
“Drink?” asked a rough voice.
Derpy snapped her head to see a tall white unicorn with a broken horn standing next to a bottle. His mane and tail were both a dark brown. His entire muzzle was replaced with a thick goatee. Most curious was his cutie mark, unlike most simply designed cutie marks his entire flank appeared to be covered in a black blotch riddled with white holes.
“Who… who are ---” Derpy began to ask but was cut off by a familiar voice.
“No thank you” Derpy turned back around to see herself sitting on the other side of the table.
“Very well let’s get started shall we, I am Doctor Inkblot, and you are?” the unicorn questioned, already knowing the answer.
“Oh, um my name is Derpy hooves… um excuse me doctor… where is my daughter?”
The real Derpy's ears perked up at this.
“In time Miss Hooves, first I would like to know a bit more about you and then when we reach a breaking point and help you realize why you’re here, then I will tell you about your daughter,” Inkblot finished with a smile as he took a drink.
“Okay… what do you want to know first?”
“Right lets jump straight into this, tell me about your family; was your family nice, did you have a good fillyhood?”
“Of course I did, we were a happy family,” Derpy stared intently at the doctor.
“Were? Miss Hooves everything said here is completely confidential and is only kept by me in my own personal patient records… you don’t have to hide anything.”
“… I’m telling you the truth, my fillyhood was happy. When daddy went to work, mommy would play with me and we’d bake muffins all the time and when daddy got back from work he would play colouring with me… he would teach me all the different colours.” Derpy sat in the chair patting heavily as tears began to form in her eyes.
“Okay, okay calm down there’s no need to get so defensive,” the doctor raised a hoof to calm down the angered mare. “Hmm, let’s go with a different approach… Miss Hooves, would you mind telling me a story from your fillyhood?”
With that the world began to change again both the doctor and Derpy disappeared, leaving the real Derpy in darkness. “Hello---” Derpy was once again interrupted by a familiar sound.
“Mommy my tummy hurt,” whined a small filly Derpy.
“Oh Derpy, sweetie that just means you’re still hungry, here have another muffin,” cooed the mother as she pushed a plate of freshly bake muffins.
The real Derpy stared at the mother as she choked. She was a light yellow Pegasus with a golden yellow mane and tail. “Mom? …wha, what’s going on?”
“Okay” moaned Filly Derpy as she took a bite from a large purple muffin.
The front door opened as an angry grey Pegasus marched through it “I’m home!” yelled the stallion as he tossed briefcase to the floor.
Filly Derpy nearly choked on the muffin as she began jumping up and down “DADDY'S HOME, DADDY'S HOME!” she bolted out of the kitchen and tackled her father.
“Ah-ha there’s my little princess, and how are you?” he asked quickly changing his anger to happiness.
“Fine, me and mommy baked muffins all day and…” before she could finish her sentence she hurled purple bile onto her father’s hooves causing him to jump back.
“Sweetie!? Are you okay” the terrified father placed a hoof on Derpy as she laid in her on bile now in the fetal position crying, he looked up just in time to see his wife popping her head back into the kitchen.
“Is she alright?” questioned the mare.
“I don’t know, you tell me. What the hay did you do to our daughter!?” he yelled now standing behind the yellow mare.
“What do you mean, are you accusing me of doing something to my own baby girl?” she began to smirk, but was stopped short as a hoof smacked her face.
“Celestia dammit, I swear Amber if I find out this is your doing, I’ll make sure you regret it.”
Amber sat on the kitchen floor with a hoof on her cheek, “and where are you going?”
“I’m taking Derpy to the hospital.” He walked up to Derpy and helped the still teary-eyed filly up, “come on sweetie”
“So… is she gonna be okay doctor?”
“Well, I’ve got to be completely honest with you Mr. Hooves---”
“It’s Atticus,” interrupted the grey Pegasus.
“Well… Atticus, your daughter seems to have consumed a large amount of Narcissus.”
“Narcissus?”
“Daffodils… now in small amounts it’s not lethal or even harmful, but in large amounts it can cause nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, and can even be fatal,” The doctor finished seeing Atticus even more worried than before. “There is no need to worry Mr. Hooves your daughter will be fine, but I suggest you keep a closer eye on her a make sure she doesn’t get into your garden again. ”
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The world began to slowly return to its former shape. Derpy looked around to see she was back in the small padded room.
“My… mother tried… she tried… kill me?” Derpy’s mind began to whirl with questions, but she was stopped by a ‘click’ on the device.
“He-he, mommy where are you? I miss you.”
Derpy whirled around to the black box, “Dinky?” before Derpy could say anymore the box clicked again and then silence.
After shaking her head she walked up to the small blue saddlebag and opened it. Inside Derpy found a small bottle simply labeled ‘Health Drink’, she moved the bottle to reveal a small silver key with 111 etched on it.
“Maybe Dinky is there,” she muttered to herself as she placed the bag over her bound wings and stepped out of the room. “Okay room 111, which way,” she turned her head to the hallway that lead to B Wing, picked up the lantern and began moving through it.
The entire building seemed to be in disrepair, not only the floor and ceiling were falling apart, but each door she past was either partially smashed in or jammed.
She reached the end of the hallway which split into two more hallways one had a sign labeled ‘B Wing’ the very hallway she had taken that lead to the gurney closet, the other sign read ‘Offices’.
“Offices,” she began down the hallway, but soon began to notice a soft static sound that only grew louder with each step, she looked up and notice a small intercom box, but only shrugged and continued.
The static emanating from the intercom was now an almost deafening roar. Just down the hall Derpy noticed the path was blocked by a collapse in the roof and spotted a dark figure facing away from her.
“Um excuse me, do you know how to get to the offices?” she called out.
The figure made a twitching motion as it slowly twisted around and started towards her, each step it made released a sickening sound of bones snapping.
“Are… are you alright?” she whispered as she began backing up
The figure came into view; it was a mare dressed in a white nurse’s garb, its face was distorted and severe burns covered every visible inch of its mane and tailless body. Derpy could recognize an injection needle filled with some kind of fluid clenched within its mouth.
Derpy gagged at the smell of burnt flesh emanating from the nurse, no matter how much she back up the smell seemed to follow, with one finally step back she realized that nurse had backed her into a room.
The nurse was upon her, it pulled back its head ready to attack with the needle in its mouth. Derpy hugged the wall; fear filled her mind, thoughts of failure… her mom… her dad… her daughter, her daughter, just beyond the nurse a small unicorn stood in a large hole in the wall.
“Dinky?” Derpy quickly jumped out of the nurse’s attack and charged for the hole. “Dinky, Dinky wait up sweetie! It’s me, its mommy,” but it was no use the purple filly seemed to be only focused on where she was going, leading her mother through several more holes that lead through different rooms, leaving behind the static.
Derpy climbed out of another hole and looked around the decrepit room there was no more holes for her to go through only a door; the static from the intercom had stopped.
Derpy stepped out the door and was almost taken aback; the hallway was small with only one other door labeled ‘stairs’ but unlike the other halls this one, excluding the path blocked by the collapsed roof and the room, was completely unscathed and appeared to have been taken care of quite well.
“Well this is the only possible way she could have gone,” she reassured herself as she opened the door and headed down the stairs. Her trip down them ended only one floor down the remaining stairs had collapsed despite the well-kept condition of the entire stair case.
She pushed open the door and stepped into a well-lit hall.