Cupcakes, The Movie

>Be an average day in ponyville
>by the lake
>Chilling with dash, watching her do tricks 'n stuff
>Reminiscing over your past life
>How long ago was it?
>sudden wave of uncontrollable sadness fills you
>don't even notice she has stopped flying around
>"ANON!!!!"
>Hoof to stomach
>brought out of your state of mind-numbing depression
>seeing your bro cheers you up.
>"Why are you looking so sad?"
>"Donno Bro, missing my old life"
>"I know, i can understand that. but remember, Twilight said there is minimal chance of you ever getting back home"
>sigh.jpg
>"Hey, I know what'll cheer you up!"
>"Movies and booze?"
>"Nope, Booze and Movies"

>You cheer up now.
>make it back to your house.
>"So, what you got this time?"
>"Remember you said you liked horror movies?"
>"Yeah, i think they are funny"
>"Thats weird"
>"Yeah, their always badly done and you know its not real"
>"So what you got?"
>"Oh, just something I starred in myself"
>grin from dash
>You do not comprehend
>"What, you act now?"
>"Not really, pinkie and me saw this ad one day, said they were looking for actors for an up and coming indie film"
>"So you decided to sign up?"
>"We didn't just sign up, we got lead roles"
>"So why didn't you tell me?"
>"oh, it wasn't that good"
>you smile
>You want to tell her that anything with her in it is good, but it sounds weird.
>"Whatever, lets watch it anyways"

>Getting the booze and blankets ready
>and snacks, can't drink on an empty stomach right?

>She puts the disc in
>climbs on your couch
>"So, what is this thing called anyways?"
>"Its called "Cupcakes""
>Sounds odd
>starts, RD gets comfortable
>She knows the whole plot
>Movie starts
>All in HD Glory
>basic plot outline so far: Pinkie wants dash to help her bake cupcakes
>Dash accepts
>Goes over to pinkie's
>eats a cupcake
>weirdest movie ever.
>"Bro, this looks like a porno or something"
>Dash Giggles
>"I thought the same thing when I first saw it."
>Oh God please let it not be a porn movie
>Even the thought of it gives you a mighty erection
>Thank fuck for blankets

>Realise your bro would never spring that up on you.
>Dash passes out in the movie
>OK What the actual fuck
>Dash is giggling in real life

>Ok now its getting interesting
>Dash is tied down in some dark room
>Damn they did this scene well
>Pinkie comes down
>Starts talking to dash
>still confused
>Pinkie looks phsychotic
>open curtain, there lie various sharp objects and dangerous instruments
>SawVIII.jpg
>This can't be good
>look at dash, she looks chilled
>She knows the whole plot anyway
>Pinkie gets to work in the movie
>OK she's got a scalpel
>Whats she doing with a scalpel
>this can't be goo-
>OH FUCK SHE JUST CUT OUT DASH'S CUTIE MARK
>OH FUCK MIND WARPED

>Dash is screaming in the movie
>Terrible screams
>You feel sick
>like really sick
>WTF is this?
>Confound these ponies.
>Ok, now pinkie got a butcher knife
>Why would she need a-
>OMG SHE JUST CUT DASH'S WINGS OFF
>OK THIS IS DISTURBING
>you feel like speaking, but your stomach casually says "If you open your mouth, I'm gonna make you puke!"
>Oh no not now stomach please
>You want to turn it off
>you feel disturbed
>No human movie comes this close
>well, maybe Saw and -
>No ways, not even close.

>OK now pinkie has got some can
>theres nails in it
>oh please
>please
>plea-
>OH MY ACTUAL FUCK
>She's forcing the nails into dash's hooves
>Dash is screaming in the movie
>Dash is wincing in real life, suppressing a smile when she looks at you.
>No one says a word in the room
>Both you and dash are dead quiet
>You have to say something
>Stomach is back
>Worse than ever
>This is it.
>Its getting worse
>You have to do something
>Cant find the remote
>Probably under the couch
>All the booze you consumed earlier isn't helping
>You feel sober
>The movie has taken the drunk out of you

>Heart racing
>You have never seen your bro like this
>More nails
>last one goes in
>You feel numb
>You are witnessing your bro being tortured
>IN HD
>Its not real
>Its not real
>you like horror movies, you tell yourself
>Whats that thing pinkie has there
>A battery
>Connects the nails
>You feel the vomit rising
>Suspense
>eerie music
>Pinkie flips the switch

>Black screen.
>"no image is currently being received, please check connections"
>You kneel with the cable in your hand
>In front of the TV
>Its stopped
>Don't even know how you got there
>You are breathing heavily
>"Wha- hey, what you do that for?" yells dash.

>No answer
>"Anon?"
>Her tone is more sincere
>Your mind cannot comprehend the movie
>Like a bad dream
>Only worse
>Dash realizes there is something wrong
>"Anon? can you just answer me?"
>"Yes"
>"Why'dya yank the cable out?"
>"Dash, what the actual fuck was that?"
>"It was a movie. I thought you liked horror movies."
>"Well not this one"
>"Why? we watch horror movies all the time and none of them do this to you. You don't think i am a bad actor do you?"
>"Dash, I - I - I couldn't watch that."
>"Well why the buck not?"
>She does not comprehend
>"Because - Because I couldn't stand watching all that shit happen to you, It made me fucking sick to watch that. I couldn't stand it, even if it was just some made up shit."
>Dash is motionless.

>remember your stomach
>"Excuse me" you say, as candidly as possible
>Race upstairs.

>Many fucks were given.
>don't notice dash's full on blush. A Small tear runs gently down her face.

>END