Cutiemark crusaders Reunion

by Derpylicious

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark
Length: 1033

friendship is magic so how far will one filly go to keep her best friends

OK this includes lyrics from "the orphanage song" from friendship is witchcraft

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-11 22:40:01 UTC

Edited version

It was a nice day, a normal day, a bit too normal Applebloom sighed she had have nothing to do it, just wasn’t her at all to not be adventuring with her friends,but they wouldn’t need her anymore… she glanced down to her flank and on it was a picture of a zap apple that she had earned last season and she hated it more than life itself only no she hated her life more than anything. She wanted to go and see canterlot or manehatten or fillydelphia  but she had to stay on the farm whenever there was a school trip or anything to “do her duties at the farm” It was not too bad when she earned it as sweetie belle and scootaloo where understanding .

“Well if she has her cutiemark then she can help us get ours” suggested Scootaloo.

“Yeah that’s perfect scoots I never thought of that!” Sweetie Belle squeaked.

But Sweetie entered a talent show last summer and was now the main attraction at the music hall down town and had Scootaloo found hers in flying when she cleared the sky in less than 10 seconds flat rainbow dash was so proud of the young filly and since they had their cutiemarks the cutiemark crusaders was pointless.

Applebloom was angry she was furious in fact she got very frustrated and ran to the kitchen and slipped a large butcher knife in the work dungarees she had over her fur to protect from mud.

She walked out calmly and quietly so she was not seen applejack big Mac or granny smith so she left to sweetie belles house and asked if she could come to sweet apple acres.

“Oh sure Applebloom! it has been a very long time since we last went on one of our adventures  this will be so fun just let me get my boots” she exclaimed.

Applebloom stood calmly at sweetie’s door and saw scootaloo gliding past.

“Hey scoots we are having a get together at sweet apple acres can you come” smiled Applebloom as if nothing was wrong although the knife was digging her side but the madness in her head caused no pain to her physical body.

“Defo AB I always find time for you and sweetie so what are we doing” asked Scootaloo.

“Come on girls just this cellar here girls I have something cool down here” she manically laughed. In fear sweetie and scootaloo glanced at each other concerned for their friend.

*uhh… Applebloom are you ok you seen a little …” but Scootaloo couldn’t bring herself to say crazy.

“I’m fine soon we will all be of you” she turned around and moved to the side so they could go first.

Gingerly they stepped forward and where pushed down the stairs before both blacking out.

When they woke up they were strapped the wall by old hinges used to hold saddles and rope’s Applebloom laughed manically and lunged forward slashing scootaloo’s ankles in one quick move causing her to screech as loud as a mare giving birth to a foal. “Ugh come on Scoots you’re not a cry baby you never where except the last day your mother and father lived…little orphan Scootaloo little orphan Scootaloo you where so young!”

Applebloom started singing cruelly

Step one: Try not to be so self-conscious

two: Shift your weight into your haunches

Three: Give a leap into the air and

Four: Just forget your parents are both dead!

Chin up! Even if you're not adopted

It's not because you are unwanted

But it might help if you were magic

Not just a boring ugly orange Pegasus who nopony will ever love because you're unworthy!

Scootaloo started crying at this. “Well that crying was satisfying but not the aim of this exercise at all” she giggled manically “this was” she positioned her knife at the top of the orange filly’s cutie mark and circled it a few times keeping Scootaloo screaming even louder than before as blood tricked down her hoof “and those lovely things that gave you your mark: your wings” said Applebloom repeating with her other mark scootaloo was crying now as she knew what was happening next.

“please stop Applebloom I don’t know why you are doing this and don’t need or want to know just stop I beg you we can take her to nurse red heart and say we were attacked by a madman in the Everfree forest just please STOP!” Sweetie Belle pleaded.

“Actually scoots I will spare your wings at the moment and move on to the voice of reason maybe we should get rid of that beautiful voice that gave you that pretty little mark?” Applebloom walked to the corner of the cellar to fetch a small candle some cloth some gasoline and a lighter “this might taste a little bad at first” said Applebloom dousing the cloth in gasoline and forced it into the young filly’s mouth choking her before lighting the candle and holding it to the corner of cloth hanging out of sweetie belles mouth.

“What was that for!? Her plan was perfect I would have protected you your like a sis to me!” Applebloom went up to Scootaloo and pressed her hoofs lightly against her wings “bored now”  with both hoofs she ripped of Scootaloo’s wings in one smooth movement.

She was done with scootaloo so she just left her bleeding to death. The cloth in Sweetie Belle’s mouth was still burning and Sweetie was still muffled but not dead Applebloom ripped it out her mouth and sweetie took the deepest breath she could and screamed

“Oh really! Stop that silly noise it’s simply uncouth” said Applebloom in a nasty Rarity impersonation. Now your marks she was quick with this one slicing a large asterisk into her side and repeating both ponies where left bleeding to death but not yet dead   “now for me” using the edge of the bade she scraped away the skin and fur over her mark she then lay out her hoofs and slit each rist she then curled up at her friends feet and fell asleep with them the only three blank flanks in the school…