My Little Pony: Justice is Served

Disclaimer: I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic and Cupcakes

The line to the ticket booth seems endless. What's so special about The Crystal Empire, anyway? I've never been there before. It sure sounds wonderful, though. I could probably walk to The Crystal Empire by the time I get the tickets to the train. I could teleport myself to The Crystal Empire, but not with Thunderwing and Honey Flower. The pouring rain drizzles down my somber face.Honey Flower hasen't stopped yapping about how pumped he is about going to see The Crystal Empire. Thunderwing hasn't said a word all day. We used to be able to talk about everything to each other. Now I never know what to say to him. He occasionally says a few things to Honey Flower, but not me. I guess that's normal because she's his marefriend. Did I do something wrong? He'll probably cheer up eventually. It didn't take me that long to get over the loss of Clovermane. I should probably try to talk to him.

"Thunderwing," I say quietly.

"What?" He asks not even looking at me.

"It's nothing. I was just wondering why we never talk anymore like we used to." I say.

"I'm sorry, Sprinkles. You just remind me of Lightning Dust." He says. Me? Lightning Dust was a steroid addict. How am I anything like her?

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah. She never gave up and she never let anypony get in her way." He says taking a seat in the train.

"I wish I could fly. I'd be able to visit you everyday at Cloudsdale." Honey Flower says.

"It's not that cool there. Ponyville is where all the food is at." Thunderwing says.

"I bet the Crystal Empire looks incredible." Honey Flower says sticking his head out the window. "I wonder how many ponies live there."

"We don't have that much time to look around. Somepony might be killing everypony back home as we speak." Thunderwing says.

"All we have is a pink hair. Nothing else seems to be adding up." I say. The train comes to a complete stop. Princess Cadence is standing outside the station waiting for us.

"There you all are. We've been waiting for you. Come with me." Princess Cadence says leading us into her castle. Princess Celestia levitates three folders onto Cadence's throne.

I take a quick glimpse of Spitfire's criminal records. She committed a few minor crimes. She often gets in trouble for flying dangerously fast at night.

Fluttershy has a perfectly clean criminal record. She's such a waste of a folder.

Pinkie Pie hasn't done anything that bad. The only thing she did wrong was disturb the peace by yelling in public. There's another slip of paper behind the criminal records. I levitate it closely to my face. The paper has Cupcakes written at the top. Cupcakes? What's that mean? Is it some kind of recipe. I read the disturbingly gruesome story silently to myself. It's about Pinkie Pie mutilating Rainbowdash and baking her into a cupcake. I cringe. What kind of wackjob would write something like this? Would Pinkie really rip Rainbowdash to peices and make her into a pastry snack? What the hoof have I been eating? Everypony reads over my shoulder.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Honey Flower says.

"Rainbowdash might be in big trouble." I say.

"I hope she hasn't gotten her already." Thunderwing says.

"Sprinkles, look!" Honey Flower says pointing his hoof underneath the title. Underneath cupcakes it says by SargentSprinkles in tiny letters. I gasp.

"Sprinklejinx... Is this true?" Honey Flower asks.

"No. I didn't write this." I say taking a few steps back.

"Her mane does kind of look pink in the light." Princess Celestia says suspiciously.

"Sprinklejinx, I thought you were my friend." Thunderwing says.

"You don't trust me after all we've been through. You don't honestly think I did this. Did you? I didn't do it! I'm innocent!" I plead.I can't go to prison.

"Guards! Get her!" Princess Celstia says.

" I didn't kill Lightning Dust or the Mayor. I would never do that. Let me go. Please!" I say. Four guards surround me and drag me through the front doors. They shackle me to their wings and force me to walk. I don't know where I'm going, but I know it's not a good place. They could be sending me to jail or they might just execute me immediately. I turn around and take one last look at the glistening Crystal Empire. It seems to get smaller and smaller the farther we trot away.

"Am I going to be put on trial?" I ask.

" Quiet, murderer. Speak when spoken to." The guard says as he spits on the back of my head. I scream in anger and kick the stallion in the jaw. He bites his tongue and yelps.

"You'll regret that, little monster." Another stallion says ramming into my side.

I've been walking for hours without anything to eat or drink. I didn't mind. I just miss it when everypony would respect me. I used to hate the sound of my own name, but now I want to hear it more than ever. I'd rather be called Sprinklejinx than murderer or killer. I see a village up ahead. It looks like Ponyville. Everypony gathers around us shouting words of hate at me. Murderer...Killer...Beast...Monster... Menace...Fiend...Devil...Vixen...Wretch...Vermin...Abomination... Those words begin to lose their meaning. I've been hearing them so long that it seems like they're everyday words like the and glares at me as I pass by and some even spit in my face. Some pony hurls a rotten apple at my face. Everypony joins in with laughter. The real killer could do what they want with everypony in this town. One less stupid pony in the world. I swallow a lump in my throat. My tears wash away some of the sticky apple substance. I'm like a helpless filly.

"Stop it! Leave her alone!" Thunderwing says standing in front of me.

"What are you doing here?" I ask hiding my face.

"Don't go near her. She's dangerous." The guard says.

"I'm going to do whatever I can to prove that you're innocent." Thunderwing says. The guards walk past him without even saying a word.

I take Cupcakes out of my saddle bag. Could Pinkie have wrote this to accuse me of framing her? No, Pinkie Pie can't keep a secret. Pinkie Pie couldn'ty keep the fourth wall a secret. I take out the note explaining the fourth wall.

You are a character in a fictional story. There is a human called TheSnarkKnight30 who controls our lives for pleasure. That's what the fourth wall is. Don't tell Twilight I told you this or I will get in super sized trouble. I read to writing on the note is much sloppier than the writing on Cupcakes. Maybe Pinkie Pie is innocent afterall. I press my horn against the note and the world fades into darkness.

I wake up face to face with the most hideous creature I've ever seen. It has no hair except on top of it's head and over its brown eyes. It had strange clawlike appendages growing out of its hooves. It stanson two legs. She didn't even have a cutie mark. It wraps it's brown mane around its claw.

"You shouldn't be here." The creature says.

"You can talk?" I shreik.

"Of course I could talk. I'm a human." The creature says.

"Are you a mare human or a stallion human?" I ask.

"I'm a girl." Snark says bitterly.

"What is going on?" I ask.

"You went through the fourth wall. I'm your creator, TheSnarkKnight30." Snark says.

"You write stories about me?" I ask.

" Look behind you." Snark says. I turn around and see a white rectangle with words inside. The white rectangle has a black frame. This white rectangle has all my thoughts, feelings, and actions. I back up a few steps. And stare at the title, My Little Pony: Justce is Served.

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"SPRINKLEJINX, STOP STANDING ON MY KEYBOARD!" Snark snaps.

"Sorry." I say stepping off of the strange object. I trip over a strange black object. " What's that?" I ask.

" That's my mouse?" Snark says. It doesn't look like the mice we have in Equestria. It didn't squeak, scamper, or eat cheese.

"A mouse?" I ask.

" Get out of here. You can't go behind the fourth wall yet. You're ruining everything. The readers are going to get confused. I hope you're happy, Sprinklejinx." Snark says.

"If you were the one who made up the story, does that mean you could tell me who killed Lightning dust?" I ask.

"I can, but what's the fun in that." Snark says.

"Ponies are being slaughtered as we speak." I say.

"Yeah, ponies that don't exist. Why should I care? It makes the plot more exciting." Snark says.

"You killed these ponies, didn't you?" I ask.

"Sort of. But I'm not a villain." Snark says.

"So I'm just a fictional character." I ask.

"An anti sue to be exact." Snark says.

"You can't control me anymore!" I say levitating my sharpened shovel out of my saddle bag. I thrust my shovel at Snark with full force.

"Go ahead. Kill me. It'll be the last thing you'll ever do. If you kill me I won't be able to finish the story and you won't be able to solve the mystery. You're nothing without me. With one click of the backspace key you won't even exist." The sadistic human scoffs. Backspace key? There's a key that unlocks backspace? I don't want to go to back space.

"If you're not evil, give me a hint." I say.

"Fine! The killer isn't Pinkie Pie, are you happy now?" Snark asks with a hint of attitude.

"How do I know if you're telling the truth?" I ask.

"You don't." Snark says grimly.

"I went through the fourth wall without you. What makes you think you have power over me?" I ask.

"You don't see any ponies riding on my back." Snark says shoving me into the white rectangle and cackles. What kind of a stupid comeback was that? What does it even mean?

I wake up in the dark cell again. Cold water drips from the ceiling. There is a thin layer of mold on the walls. I slam my hooves against the bars. CLANK! The bar bends slightly. My back legs throb. I levitate my shovel out of my saddlebag and hit the bar again. CLANK! The dent grows wider.

"Who keeps making all that noise?" The guard asks as he gallops over to my cell. "Give me that shovel!" He demands.

"No!" I say.

"Let me have it!" He says. A wicked grin spreads across my freckled face. I swing my shovel in between the bars. WHACK! The guard topples to the stone floor. He's  knocked out cold. If I want to get past the rest of the guards I should wait to night fall. For now I examine the Cupcakes story. Now that I read it for the second time it seems more civilized. When I read it the first time, I thought torturing, killing, and devouring ponies sounded barbaric. Now I look at the way everypony treats me and it seems almost acceptable. Meat isn't very appitizing. I tried it once. When Derpy burned Gilda in the soup bowl,I decided to give it a taste just to know what it tasted like and why Diamond Dogs like it so much. I never told anypony about the incident with the soup. Eating Griffons is a little out of the ordinary, but eating other ponies is just plain twisted no matter what way you look at it. I wonder who I ate at Sugar Cube Corner or if this story isn't true at all. There is only one way to find out.