Much thanks to my editor DeadShot262

Every year in equestrian there is a lottery to deal with the increasing number of mares. This was the annual Ponyville lottery and all are over 13 were required to be present. If you were pregnant with a stallion though, you would be allowed to raise it. The mane six, were headed to city hall, where the numbers would be called. They were all reacting in their own way. Rarity was wondering if they would make sure she looked beautiful, Pinkie was wondering if she would be served with a sweet sauce, Fluttershy was scared, but knew running away would do nothing for her, and Rainbow dash, could only think of herself, and how awesome she would taste, and Applejack realized that if she were picked, she wouldn’t try to get out of it, as for all she knew the next number could be her sister, or one of her friends.

The mayor came out to give a speech. “Every year, we have a lottery to control the population of mares in Equestria. Think of it as an honor if you are chosen, as you are giving your life, so a fellow mare may live. For the past few years, I have seen mares I would call friends come and go, some gracefully, and some forcibly dragged off as they tried to escape. Someday, even my number may come up. As your number is called, please make your way to the holding area for meat, and wait for the guards to tell you what to do.”

As she was now a princess, Twilight was immune from the lottery, but came as she felt it would be good to say a few words. “I know how it feels, that scared felling, and the paranoia that you are going to be picked. When I was old enough that I was finally up for the lottery, I could see the pain in my brothers eyes, as he knew I had to potential to be no longer a mare, and just meat. Take it from me, that if you accept your potential fate, you can live each day to its fullest, and leave Ponyville with no regrets.”

As she left the stage, the first number was being picked. It took quite a while for some as they had to be dragged to the holding area, as they were either too scared, or in one ponies case they tried to run. As there were only two numbers left at this point, and every mare was starting to feel relieved.

To bring closure faster, the last two numbers were to be called together. Number 137894 and 259617 please make our way to the holding area. None of the mane 6 could believe it; those were the numbers of Applejack and Rainbow dash. They hugged each other tightly as a group, knowing that this would be the last time any of them saw those two alive. Applejack and Rainbow dash walked hoof in hoof to the holding area, hoping at least that they would be together until the end, as that would make it a lot more bearable. The mayor wanted to make one last announcement. “If you want to say your goodbyes, please make your way too the holding area now please.”

The four of the mane six not chosen, went over to say their goodbyes. All applejack and rainbow could do when their friends got over to them was cry. They spoke one after another. Rarity started first. “Darling, don’t worry it will be fine, and I am sure you will taste and look great.” Fluttershy went next, but didn’t say much other than “I am sure it will all be over quickly. Pinkie went next, but all she could talk about was if there would be candy or something when they were served, because they were sweet ponies. Twilight went last. “If I could, I would make sure that your end would be more painless then what a lot of ponies do to you."
Cages were being lowered, as the ponies that were not meat were told the time to say goodbye was up. They had one last hug, as friends, their memories of them all they would have left. Applejack and Rainbow dash rushed into a cage together hoping they would not be parted. Luckily for them they were not parted, but were knocked out magically, so they would not know where they were going in case they wanted to escape.