“SHE’S WHAT?!”

“Oh THIS is worthy of a celebration!”

“To a job well done!”

Clink!

Blue Bolt’s POV

This is the 40th time (I think) that I’ve gotten beat up because I raped a little filly. So far, I have a broken back hoof, my good eye is swollen to the point that I can’t see out of it, and my head had a nasty bump on it due to somepony hitting me in the head with my walker, which broke in the process. It turns out that this crime is looked down upon even by murderers, and if you get caught, you pay the price.

I heard a few hoofsteps behind me and mistook them for a guard. At least until…

“So, I heard you like raping little fillies…” I heard a voice that was most definitely NOT a guard.

It was Bulk Biceps.

I was surprised to find out that the Spoon family got him into here too. From the rumors, he was poor, just like me, and he was supposed to murder somepony. But, he refused to do it, so the Spoon’s hired some fake to do the job, all while recording it. No, it wasn't an act. The pony really died and they had a pony dye their coat and mane to look like him (He was naturally as bulky as him though.). Everypony really believed it too, even the inmates, until they realised how timid and nice he was. He looked as if he ate muscles for breakfast, yet he’d never hurt a fly. Well, actually, he did but… started crying his eyes out. It was surprising to hear the muscular pony behind me with an angered tone directed towards me.

"N-no, I don-!"

"Shut up," He yelled."That little filly was my best friend's little sister!"

Oh... Crap.

"I-I really didn't want to! Y-you understand, right? The Spoon family wanted you to murder a pony like they wanted me to--"

"But at least I'm stallion enough to stand my ground! I didn't murder ANYPONY! Their proof, was a doppelganger, a fake! You actually committed the crime. And it's time you paid for what you've done." He said in a dark tone. This wasn't gonna be good was it?

"YIPE!" I yelled as he grabbed me up and slammed me onto a nearby bed. It was cold and hard, might as well sleep on the floor. I think it's just a brick with a sheet on it, to be honest. I then felt hooves slam into me, breaking bones and opening wounds all over my body. Then, as the pummeling stopped, and I thought it was over, he whispered something I'd remember for the rest of my life.

"Now you'll get to see how it feels for youself!"

My night was filled with tears and pain.

Applejack's POV

"Are you okay?"

I turned around to see a gray wall-eyed mare with a look of concern on her face. I remembered her to be the mailmare in Ponyville and I was very surprised to see her there. She was pretty nice, and it was hard to imagine her being in here.

"Y-yeah..." Curse me for being a horrible liar.

"I can tell you're not. You are the Element of Honesty after all." She deadpanned.

I figured I might as well tell her what was on me mind. Besides, I thought I would probably feel better if I told her about it.

"Well, mah little sister Applebloom was--"

"OH! That's your little sister! I'm so sorry I brought it up! I shouldn't--"

"Nah, it's fine, really. I think I might feel better if I talk about it anyways." I told her. She nodded and I continued to tell her what was bugging me. "I'm just worried about her, I mean, having that happen to her and then me going to jail... I don't know how she's coping with all of this madness."

"Not trying to be rude, really, but doesn't she have friends with her. I mean, you're an element of harmony so, like, you should know how great it is to have a friend in these situations, right?" She asked as her eyes slightly derped a bit more.

"Yeah, but Scootaloo hasn't been around and Sweetie Belle..." I trailed off and thought about how Sweetie Belle never left Applebloom's side except to use the bathroom and go to school for that one day. She stayed there, calming her down when she was frightened, singing to her,and holding her without any complaints. When Rarity tried to take her home, she refused to leave her side, saying she'd go back if Rarity took her. Sweetie was another Rainbow Dash, to be honest.

"Sweetie Belle's got her. Mah sister is in good hooves."

"Well, that's great to know!" She said with a smile, un-derping her eyes... almost.

"So, uh, what are you here for?" I asked curiously.

"Well..." She looked very sad. "I dropped a peddinghaus anvil on somepony's back... it weighed over 300 pounds."

"Ouch..." I hissed.

"Yeah...what are you here for if you don't mind me asking?"

"When I found out what happened to mah sister, I beat the living Tartatus outta him. He had a leg amputated, lost his ability ta fly, and ah blinded him in one eye." I said quite bluntly.

The mare, Derpy I think her name was, put her hooves to her mouth in shock. She looked onwards with a sad expression painted on her face.

"Oh my Celestia... C-can't fly?" She sounded as if she were going to cry. "H-he deserved it but the thought of not being able to fly..." she trailed off, as if she honeslty didn't know what to say about that.

"Yeah, ah should've got the police to get him and this wouldn't have happened. It's all mah fault--"

"No, it's not your fault. Never blame yourself for this. Blue Bolt had it all coming to him." She said as she hugged me.

We held each other in that warm embrace, not letting go for anything. I would've kept holding longer, until I thought about something.

"Wait a second... How did you know about that in the first place?"

"Well..."

Author's Notes:

I wanted to start writing sub chapters for how Blue Bolt and Applejack are doing with their time in prison and jail. I hope you guys liked it and please, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is GREATLY appreciated!