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- >You are a purple alicorn, protégé to the greatest ruler of all time.
- >You know soon you will have to move on to greater duties but you still have one nagging question.
- >You can’t leave unfinished business.
- >Something has always bothered you and today you are going to study it.
- >You found a spell in your mentor’s books and now you can experiment the way you want to.
- >The purple tool watches as you walk down into your lab in the basement.
- >”Spike, I need time alone for research. You are excused the rest of the day.”
- >You don’t give him time to protest as you close the basement door.
- >You hear him leave the library.
- >Good, now you won’t be interrupted.
- >The thing has left behind some of her hair on a brush.
- >This is perfect.
- >You lay out the hair on a table.
- >You concentrate on the spell and cast it on a few strands.
- >It glows a dark purple hue and morphs.
- >There is a small explosion on the table and as if popping into existence a pink ball of fluff forms.
- >It looks up at you, “Whewe fwuffy? New fwen?”
- >Her pink fluff and mane taunt you.
- >She stares up at you with her blue eyes, “Fwuffy wan pway! Pway pwease!”
- >She smiles at you as she sits
- >You place a little device on her head.
- >”Yay! Hat fo fwuffy!”
- >”No, it is a measuring device little one.”
- >She sits up and claps, “Yay! Fwuffy wub meashhhh… metering demise!”
- >You levitate a book.
- >”How ting fwoaties?”, The fluffy looks at the book inquisitively.
- >”It’s called a control test my little test subject.”
- >”Wha contwol tess… why fwuffy tail have twichies?”
- >You drop the book on the fluffy’s head.
- >”WHAAA! Owies! Why hewt fwuffy?”
- >The fluffy falls down and covers its head and starts to sniffle.
- >You bring up your note book, “Twitchy tail means falling things… check!”
- >She is still sniffling and trying to rub her head through the measuring device.
- >Such a simple minded creature!
- >Way beneath you!
- >You place her on the top of the stairs.
- >”Fwuffy nee huggies mommeh! Fwuffy nee…”
- >She stops and start to spasm, her ears flop, her eyes fluffter then her knee twitches.
- >She finishes just as you open the door slamming it in her face.
- >She starts to drop blood from her nose as she tries to run off.
- >Her cries fill your laboratory.
- >”Pwease! Wahhhhhhh… fwuffy nuu wike dis game….”
- >”Quiet! We are not done yet!”
- >The fluffy just whimpers as you carry her to a table and place her in a big glass box.
- >You slide a covering over it as you grab your note book.
- >”Opening door combo… check!”
- >The pink fluffy pony starts to run randomly in the glass container.
- >She keep swatting at her nose.
- >”Owies! Hu uu huuu… fwuffy sniffy pwace haf big itchies mommeh!”
- >She is trying to scratch her nose as you turn and look at the container.
- >A smile crosses your face as you bring out a small box.
- >You open the top and slam the box in breaking it.
- >You place the cover back just in time as the bees from the box start to swarm.
- >”Itchy nose… check!”
- >The fluffy pony starts to roll around as the bees sting her over and over.
- >Her nose has three bees on it each pushing their stingers in.
- >They crawl into her fluff and on her rump stinging her mercilessly.
- >”Wahhhh! Pwease hewp fwuffy mommeh! OW! OWCHIES! Hewp mommeh!”
- >You stare on coldly as the bees each sting and die.
- >When they are all dead you open the container and take out the fluffy pony.
- >One of her eyes are swollen shut.
- >Her nose is a big red welt.
- >She has red bumps all over her body visable through her fluff.
- >She opens her mouth to talk.
- >She spits out a bee as she does.
- >”Fwuffy sowwy mommeh… pwease gif huggies?”
- >You snicker at her simple mind still trying to make you happy.
- >You drop her to the floor where she lands with a thump.
- >”Owie…. Huu huuu huuuuu…”
- >You look over the graph reading from your measuring device.
- >This seems somewhat consistant with your theory that the earth ponies have a keen sense to magnetic fields which grant them a higher understanding of the dirt and earth where minerals lie.
- >You have to go on.
- >The fluffy starts to roll around crying.
- >You stare down at the pitiful creature, “What is wrong? What are you feeling?”
- >”Fwuffy back buwnie mommeh! Fwuffy nuu feew gud…”
- >You smile and say, “Excellent, that means you are about to have a drill shoved through your leg.”
- >The fluffy looks up with a tear stained and swollen face, “Wha mommeh mea- EEEEEEEEEE!!!”
- >You levitate an old hand drill you found that had a rusty bit in it and spin it amazingly fast.
- >You shove it through the front knee of the fluffy pony.
- >You magically hold it in place as you go through flesh.
- >A small stream of smoke comes from the wound as white bits start to fly out.
- >You ignore it screams of pain as you jerk the drill out of its leg.
- >It falls over with blood spurting from the wound.
- >”Wahhhh! Fwuffy hewt mommeh!”
- >She is flopping toward you, “Pwease nuu mo sowwies… gif huggies… wub… owie owie owie owie!”
- >”What is wrong now?”
- >”Fwuffy moufie hewt mommeh! Few wike fwuffy get sowwt stick to mouf! Huu huu huuuu… fwuffy nee hewp…”
- >You pick up your note book, ”Ok, aching mouth means a red hot poker in the ass.”
- >The fluffy looks up confused as you levitate a poker from the fire place.
- >The end is glowing red.
- >You shoot it across the room ramming it into the rear of the squirming fluffy.
- >It screaches as the searing pointed piece of metal embeds itself into its pooper.
- >”EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
- >You pick her up using the fire poker.
- >Smoke boils out from the wound opening and the smell of burnt flesh permeates from her.
- >She pathetically spasms and flops impaled on the superheated metal.
- >Slowly she quiets and her eyes glaze over.
- >”Ok subject, tell me what you feel now.”
- >Gurgles escape her mouth.
- >She stares blankly into space.
- >You huff and rip out the poker annoyed.
- >A stream of intestine comes out stuck to the fire device.
- >”Now I won’t know the predictor of suffication…”
- >You throw the lifeless thing into a jar filled with alcohol.
- >A few bubbles escape is mouth as you place on a top and put the dead creature on a shelf.
- >You hear a knock from upstairs.
- >You teleport up to the door and open it.
- >”Hiya Twilight! I came over just like you asked! Whatcha need?”
- >”Just need your help with some experiments I am working on Pinkie.”
- >”Of course, I could never say no to the newest princess in Equestria!”
- >You smile at the pink earth pony that is at your door.
- >You look at her, “I am working in my basement, could you go down there with me?”
- >She hops past you and starts going down the stairs.
- >She stops and starts to writhe a bit.
- >You trot up behind her, “What’s wrong Pinkie?”
- >”It’s strange… my back just started burning.”
- >She shrugs it off and walks down the stairs.
- >You smile as you follow, closing the door slowly behind you.
- >”Oh don’t worry about it. It’s just the control part of my experiments.”
- >Such a simple minded creature!
- >Way beneath you….
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