Derp.

A few months had passed by, and hearing nothing from Ditzy, her grandmother had decided it was safe enough to send little Dinky home. Said filly had just gotten off the train and was walking through the town. She couldn’t help but notice that there were “Missing Pony” posters everywhere with some mare named “Lilith” featured on them. She decided she’d ask her mom about it later and continued to head home. She was shocked to see that everypony refused to look at her directly and almost looked scared of her when she passed by. Feeling a little intimidated and hurt, she hurried away and was relieved to see her home not far away. Little Dinky finally reached her home and knocked calling out, “MOM!” The door and house remained silent. A confused Dinky tried the knob just for the door to swing wide open at the slightest touch, as though it had never been properly closed in the first place.

Dinky made her way into the house and found it completely dark inside. She called out once more, “Mom? I’m home!” She heard a faint voice coming from her mother’s room upstairs, “Dinky baby? I-is it really you this time?” A little confused, Dinky hesitantly called up, “Y-yeah mom, who else would it be?” Getting no response she slowly made her way upstairs in the direction of her mother’s shaky voice. Reaching the top she was a little frightened to see that the hall leading to her mom’s room was pitch black compared to the rest of the house. Her only comfort as she made her way down the hall was the fact that she could see a faint light under her mother’s door. Dinky stopped just before entering and in a surprisingly shaky voice she said, “M-mommy? A-are y-you in there?” A little giggle sounded from the other side and Dinky shivered when she heard the bitter chill of madness that laced it. She heard her mother stop all of a sudden and she was just about to ask again when her mother suddenly said in a chipper voice clear of any insane undertones, “Yes baby I’m in here, come here honey, don’t be afraid….” Dinky trusted and loved her mother and so she opened the door and stepped in brightly calling, “Mommy I missed you!”

Her mother was facing away from her looking into the mirror less frame on her dresser table. Dinky looked shocked around the room taking the sight and smells around her. The rest of the house was perfectly untouched, like she had only left yesterday, but the inside of her mother’s room was another story. Wallpaper was peeling off of the walls, various stains of decaying and indistinguishable origins splattered the walls, every mirror was smashed out and the windows were boarded up and had claw marks around them. The room also smelled of death and decay, and Dinky was shocked to see her mother in the middle of it all, but still facing away from her. “Mom?!”

She cried out in horror as her mother turned around to face her. What was once her kind, sweet mother was apparently replaced with a horrific monster. Her mane, once soft and blond, was now unkempt and matted with what looked like blood, her hooves were cracked and caked with various bits of blood and other unidentified pieces of matter from the destruction she’d caused, her coat was also filthy and stained, even torn and cut in some places, bare scarred skin showing through. The thing that called itself her mother also had its wings, now just literal bone with feathers stripped off, and what little remained clinging pathetically to sinews and bloodied strings of nerves twitching and dripping on her bony back.

Though all of these horrific sights were no match to her mother’s eyes, or, should she say, eye. Her mothers happy lively yellow eye looked at her, and next to it, instead of the adorably “derped” match, was a blank green eye crudely stitched into her eye socket. Blood soaked the area around the new eye, it was horrifically obvious that the old one had been forcefully gouged out and in its place the new one crammed in and sewn into place. Dinky felt like throwing up but found all she could manage was a choked scream. Her mother only smiled and said quietly, contorting face into an insane grin as “both” eyes looked directly into hers, “Hey….. Ditzy…” She took a step towards her daughter and twisted her new eye into her once familiar look and whispered insanely, “Derp.”