Derp.

Day had long since passed and the enraged pony folk, after having a thorough search for the “Tribute Wrecker”, had finally gone home. The streets were bare and Luna’s moon shone extra bright that night serving as a searchlight of sorts. A lone mare by the name of Lilith wandered the streets of the market, heading home after a long day of flower sales. The mare had gentle leaf green eyes, with a soft lilac colored coat and magenta hair with light pink stripes running through it, As she made her commute home a small stifled yawn broke its way through her body and out her mouth and she stopped and politely covered it with a hoof and resumed walking. It might have been her imagination, but she could’ve sworn she’d seen somepony duck into an alley way during her small yawn. Taking a closer look but seeing nothing much she decidedly brushed it off as simply being tired and blinked sleepily.

Although she had dismissed it, Lilith decided to go down a different alleyway to get home. She continued on her way peacefully, lulled into a sense of false security. A sudden crash resounded from behind her and she spun around her heart leaping into her throat as she looked up and saw a figure hovering in the air above her, the apparently female pony indistinguishable from the moon making her nothing more but a silhouette, hovered silently. Lilith couldn’t see the mare, just her blackened silhouette, but somehow she new that the mysterious figure was staring directly at her, locking a gaze with her. “W-who are you?” She called out, fear making her voice a tad scratchy.

The shadowy figure stayed silent but landed quietly in front of her, Lilith could now see who it was. “H-hey…”, she started, “Hey wait a sec, you’re the crazy chick who destroyed the tribute to the princesses!” Ditzy remained silent, but she moved a step closer. Lilith was growing a little more frightened each passing heartbeat, and the silent Pegasus before her was still looking directly into her eyes, never blinking. “W-What do y-you want?” She shakily stammered out, taking a compensating step back as the Pegasus took yet another step towards her, they were almost face to face now. Unable to stand it any longer Lilith cried out hysterically, “WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!” A stifled sob caught in her throat as she looked on in horror at the mare before her, she was directly in front of her now. Ditzy’s lovably “derped” eyes now had an almost horrifically blank ambiance about them, and had turned into bloodshot pinpricks. Lilith somehow knew deep down that there was no escape and found that she couldn’t even move or break the stare the deranged Pegasus was holding with her. In the last moment of Lilith’s life she saw the Pegasus’s eyes go from being derped to a completely focused and horrifying stare. She asked one more time, surprisingly clear and unshaken this time, as though her very being knew it was going to die and had for the most part accepted it. “What are you looking at?” Ditzy didn’t even twitch, instead she slowly leaned in and her mouth opened in sync with the movement, and in what anypony else would’ve though was a raspy sigh Lilith heard one last thing before she died… “You have beautiful eyes….”