Chara was laughing as she played with Muffet. Having the darker humor of the three she was more into the kind of diet that Muffet liked, which, simply put, could be just about anything.

Today they were playing with Derpy, pretending to bake her into a muffin to spook some of the characters. It was after all one of the best holidays for such things: Nightmare Night.

"Shame I cannot gobble up this marvelous muffin, ahuhuhuhuhuhuhu!" She smiled and licked her lips before Derpy. The wild eyed pony giggled and smiled.

"Aww I don't mind if you take a nibble Muffet, not after you helped me and Temmie." Muffet blinked, smiled, and hugged the muffin.

"Awwww! Thanks Derpy! Been awhile since I had a pony pastry, and I am sure Celestia could arrange it if you are fully serious."

Derpy nodded, Chara meanwhile moving to another pastry: Asriel. In truth he was dressed as a Butterscotch Pie, Chara topping him with some cream.

"You KNOW mom is going to kill you for this." Asriel said, giggling some. "If she knew we were doing this again she would give you such a bad time."

Chara smiled as he put a little butterscotch candy on top. "Yeah, but now Celestia can bring us back thanks to the magic, rather than us using my RESETS." He turned to Muffet. "Besides, these are going to be really fun costumes for tonight!"

Muffet smiled. "Well I have to admit it was a wonderful idea. I know it is a softball throw for me dearie, dressing as an evil gingerbread witch, but I can imagine the end result will look so cute!"

Almost on cue, the front door opens, revealing Frisk, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie. Frisk was dressed as, per suggestion, the hooded ferryman, while Rainbow Dash was done up like a zombie, painting her coat green and having a fake eye hanging off. Pinkie Pie was however the most humorous, dressed like a fluffy pink pony with TONS of fur and a fake unicorn horn. Frisk smiled as he saw the costumes in preparation.

"Hi Muffet!" Frisk said, getting a big, loving, for armed hug from the spider baker. She was still not in HER costume, but it was nearby, looking like a witches outfit made with candy cane buttons, icing clothes, and a hat made of licorice. She smiled delightedly at her friends.

"Glad you all made it dearies! I cannot wait to take these dainties out for their goodies!"

Pinkie playfully came up to Asriel, who still remembered his time as Flowey. "Well I love YOUR costume for sure!" She said, licking her lips. "Muffet I got dibs on this yummy morsel!"

Asriel went wide eyed. "Friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisk...."

Frisk and Chara just chuckled, neither one aware of the ghostly form watching them. For the past few months Carter had been able to interact here and there, but his best and honestly sweetest act was locking Asgore and Toriel in that room. The end result made him smile, but he still felt the weight of his sins upon him. But he knew a lot more about the world around him now, and knew something he hoped Molestia had not figured out yet.

This world... this alternate reality... it had also been created by an author, or at least was being affected by it. it was so unlike the one he had created, full of death and abuse. The constant knowledge of what he wrote and WHY he wrote it haunted him day and night. Worse still was he could not even escape that by sleep. And now Molestia and her newly resurrected Zombane Six are looking everywhere for him and likely a way for some way to hurt humans in general.

All because of him.

"Nightmare night, What a fright, Give me something sweet to bite." A voice said behind him. Carter turned to see the black cloaked form of Gaster, the only other one who had his same condition.

"Nice time of year, really."  The bone brother said. Carter sighed and nodded, rubbing the back of his sandy-haired head.

"When I was younger I was really fond of going out trick or treating, or taking other kids out. I loved everything to do with fear and horror. It became a fetish of mine... and each day I wanted to see it more and more... but even as I was writing it I knew it was wrong."

Gaster nodded. "I know, Discord filled me in. I wanted to check in on you tonight since it has been awhile... and since I think we have other problems."

Carter blinked. "What do you mean?" He inquired.

"Well... Molestia has not been seen since that attack on you. And I am worried when she shows up that she will be after more than just you. She knows this world, this dimension, is being influenced by others like you, namely Misterebony and NGrey651. A curious team if you ask me: A novella writer and a voraphile. The latter has me worried, and based on it she may do something rash. VERY rash."

Carter nodded. "You think she is getting close to that point?"

Gaster pointed at the emerging Muffet, carting behind her Chara, Asriel, and Derpy like they are part of her goodie basket. "Certain events occurring tonight might make her come out. In her state... she may see what they are doing, innocent though it is, as the same thing as what happened to her world."

Carter sighed. "In her state she might see anything as..."

"Right. That's why I am here, I want to keep my eyes open for any signs of her."

Carter went wide eyed as he pointed over by a building, seeing a rather twisted form of Celestia peeking around a corner. "I..... I think we just  found one."

Gaster went wide eyesocketed. "Oh great... I KNEW she was going to horse around tonight."

“You really ARE Sans’s brother.” Carter said with a small smile.

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Hatred.

Hatred filled her soul.

Humans used her dimension, her home, for their own twisted desires. They turned her into a glorified whore, raping and being raped by all manner of creatures, watching as the caribou tore apart her home and killed millions. Humans were evil creatures ruled by their sick eroticism, and she was going to bring them to a reckoning.

She watched the happy ponies playing on nightmare night and wearing their costumes, and her vision suddenly shifted to the ruined Ponyville she remembered from her home, where zombies were real and caribou were taking her ponies as sex slaves. Molestia screamed out in anger in her vision, weeping as her vision came back to reality and hiding out of sight. She looked about as several ponies looked about, then resumed their fun.

She regretted what she was about to consider doing, but a message had to be sent to the humans who used her dimension as a playground. If they were going to mistreat their toys…she would have no choice but to take them away.

Molestia sighed. "Forgive me my little ponies... but I cannot let these humans use you anymore. I hope at least the rest I can give you will be peaceful." She sighed, and got a fierce look in her eyes, seeing two little ponies. She gave another heavy sigh.

"I suppose I better start with the youngest ones... they will be the hardest to have to do this to... but it has to be done.... you cannot make a story without a cast of characters."

Molestia looked out at the foals and phillies, and memories came back of a time before the Caribou. True she was still a perverted whore in her dimension.... but it wasn't always a bad thing. At one time her perversion was kept to herself and those she loved, a form of love that was like a bond they shared. A secret they kept to each other, and it made it all the better in the end.

Moreover however was the bond with her little ponies. Even as zombies in that realm they were STILL her ponies, and slowly they remembered that. They remembered what and who they were, and became more like ghoul servants, living a new life. It was rather comical at times, because of the jokes they told. It made her laugh thinking about it. Even at the darkest times she could still laugh. That was then.

But now.... now that world was gone thanks to the Caribou. Everyone was gone now, enslaved or dead, killed by an author who saw fit to make such a world. Worse was this world was controlled by not one but TWO of his race, and yet for some reason she could not get to them to punish them directly. So she should destroy what they cared about.

 She sighed deeply as she saw her zombie servants, at one time her student and her friends. She had renamed them to fit their new names, with the first one, Twilight Shuffle, stepping forward.

"Are you alright master?" She asked. Molestia saw her and heard her voice and sighed.

"Yes.... we have work to do." She looked to the servants. "Applecore, Festershy, you will handle the homes. Rainbone, Putrid Pie, you have the philies and the children. Rancidy and Twilight will work with me to take out the monsters. The goal is simple."

She stood before the group, then turned from her hiding place back out where the Nightmare Night continued before them. She said a single word.

"GENOCIDE."

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The word seemed to echo through the dimensions, through the world it was aimed at, into the earsockets of a single skeleton. He shot up, despite being dressed like Triple X, And his eyesockets went wide. That feeling. That cold, terrible feeling of dread. Something evil was acting on this world yet again, similar to the Anomaly. This however felt like revenge, someone out to cause evil.

"No...." Sans said, suddenly very serious. "Not this again..."

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Tiny Heart, a foal getting candy, was very happy as he looked over his haul. The reddish pink foal was happily nibbling on some of the candy he had gotten. He mmmed and rubbed his tummy, smiling as he was dressed like a cowboy.

"Ahhhhhh.... Wonderful." He said. He eeped as he saw another pony approaching, this one like a zombie version of Pinkie Pie. He chuckled and waved.

"Hi! Having fun tonight?"

The zombie flinched. She knew what she had to do but,...... this was a foal. Could she really do this?

"I better be careful if I am so full of candy. Zombie ponies might find me REALLY sweet!"

No..... no......

"But maybe I can bribe you with some candy so you won't eat me?"

Putrid was about to cry.... no... she had no chocie. she stepped forward and opened her mouth.

"Sorry, kid...." She whispered, closing in.

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"I don't know about this." Festershy said, her matted and bloody hair over her missing eyesocket as she shambled to a house. Applecore sighed.

"You forget what happened to our home? To our families? TO US?!" She sighed. "I mean look at us! I'm a walking cannibal zombiepony! And you Festershy, have you forgotten eating Angel back home?!"

Festershy whimpered. "But.... we can start again here.... I am sure we would be welcomed... After all we are both monsters and ponies now.... right?"

Applecore sighed. "Let's discuss this after we eat." She knocked on the first door. "I just hope it isn't too young or too old..."

The two eeped as the door opened, revealing Granny Smith, babysitting two certain little foals, both babbling happily in their cute little Breezies outfits. The two zombies gulped.

"Ooooohhhhhh... .. kayyyyy....." Applecore whispered, losing her nerve. "Plan B."

*********************

Molestia sighed as she followed Muffet and the kids, her servants moving to where she knew other monsters would be. It had to start somewhere, and it was best to kill the humans first, that horrible race.

Especially the one. Chara was the worst from what she understood, suing his power to hurt others. She just had to get him alone.

"Ok everyone!" Muffet said to her treats. "Split up and get LOTS of goodies, or else I'll make you into cake, fuhuhuhuuhhuhuhuhuhu!"

Molestia cringed. MisterEbony's influence on this world no doubt, making the idea of such an act. She knew it was likely NGrey651 who had brought out Gaster and herself, but she would hurt him directly later. She watched as Chara, dressed like a gingerbread baker, walked down an alleyway.

Perfect.

Molestia followed, her silk coverings shimmering in the moonlight. She walked for awhile, listening to the wind blow. But she thought something was strange. After following for a bit she could not hear any kids anymore. She was being led away. She went wide eyed as she realized this was a trick....

.... but as she turned she saw the discarded costume.

"So... you knew I was here huh?" Molestia said, chuckling. Behind her from the shadows, Chara emerged, holding the true knife.

"Thank Discord for that. He teleported me away just as I got in the alley and told me everything. I was brought back just a second ago. Never thought I would meet you in person really.... but I have to admit I like the look."

"You would, you little monster." Molestia said with a grin. "You’re just a killer after all, you love pain. Oh yes, I know ALL about you. I know you’re into hurting others, how liberating it is. Took me awhile to find out everything, but I got a lot of info thanks to my time here."

Chara smiled. "Ohhhh?"

"I know about the Anomaly, Gaster, the Fourth Wall that you and your friends break and that those foolish commenters keep repairing. I know this is just a story in their realm, just 'fanfiction' for their so-called amusement and deviant pleasure. I bet some even had thoughts hearing about our exchange of me raping you, the foolish little beasts."

Chara chuckled. "You should talk. The world is not solely influenced by them you know. Oh they may play a part, yes, but I already know they cannot control EVERYTHING. So I know you are a bit of a pervert all on your own... and you looooove it."

"And you should talk!" Molestia fired back. "You loved to kill. You liked hurting others. Hell you enjoyed manipulating Frisk into killing Toriel, Undyne, EVERYONE. You enjoy it." She looked up. "But I will not let the people of that dimension enjoy this again. I will do what it takes. And that means killing everyone so there is nothing left but emptiness. Then I will have my revenge.”

Chara chuckled. He shook his head, remembering when he used those very words, before Frisk and Asriel gave him another chance. Now.... now he was going to make sure it wasn't wasted.

Around him, music began to play. A tune he never heard before on the wind. And right away... he knew what to say.

He had to be Stronger.

STRONGER THAN YOU: CHARA'S SONG OF SOUL

Spoken by Chara: So, you're determined to kill everyone. Well I cannot let that happen. I know what that route leads to.

My name is Chara, a little boy,

But there was a time when I was just a  murderous toy

 used for deviant fun,

So I learned on every Genocide Run.

 

I killed without remorse or regret,

But I've learned something that clearly you haven't yet,

That there's a better path, that others did show,

Let me show you what it made me! let's GO.

 

Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able,

But I see that you are clearly just unstable,

Everything you said about me is in fact true,

At one time I truly was like you,

 

I felt the way you did so long ago,

I thought that evil was the path I must go,

Now I know my SOUL aint of a demon,

And now I fight for a brand new reason!

 

I fight for those, that I love!

Love!

Love!

*And it made me much stronger too*

Love!

Love!

LOVE!

Spoken by Molestia: You think your so much better than I am?! HA! You have no Idea what I went through, the horrors I saw! All caused by that author, that BASTARD!

Spoken by Chara: You sure of that? Do you know how many I had to kill, and how many times I did it? Worse, I knew it was wrong..... but I did it anyway! I enjoyed when humans made me too, they didn't affect that!

 

I was once so cold, Heartless and insane,

I killed even those I loved, to simply say it plain,

But even knowing the truth, my friends still loved me true,

They gave me a second chance, like I want to give you.

 

Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able,

But I know the truth is making you unstable,

You think Genocide will heal your heart in some way?!

I tell you now that this is the wrong way!

I know that your friends all disappeared,

 But If you look inside they are still here,

They're always with you! Just listen to them!

We know this ain't what you want...

 

I know you have.... love!

 

Love!

 

Love!

 

And I'll find it in you!

Spoken by Chara: And I mean true SOUL, the Symbol of UNyielding Love. I know you have it! And I am DETERMINED to find it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The zombies followed the sound, and saw a shaken Molestia, hearing the truth of Chara's words. It was true. This WASN'T what she wanted. It was what she HAD to do though. She shook her head.

"Enough! I don't care what you say human! There is no other path for me! I have nothing left!"

"Yes! Yes, you DO!" She heard behind her, gasping as she turned, seeing the Maimed Six. She was trembling as, even as zombies, they looked at her with sad eyes. "You still have us, in some form!"

Applecore lowered her hat, revealing the pulsating brain underneath. "She's right. Our home is gone... but we don't want to be like them. We want to avenge them, not become them."

Festershy nodded. "And if we kill the foals, the innocent... we are no better."

Rainbone nodded. "This is not cool. But... we can find another way. We want to punish that human right?"

Putrid Pie nodded. "Will hurting innocent humans help that? If there is to be a reckoning.... let's bring it to the Caribou, not the innocents."

Molestia heard the truth in their words. "Alright.... But.... I still have one human I have to punish."

Carter emerged from the shadows. "I'm right here." He said, hands in his pockets. "Just don't hurt anyone... I deserve whatever you wanna give to me."

Molestia looked at him. He had clearly been going through a hard time himself, unable to act directly or interact with anyone. Alone like she was. She looked at him in a new light, but the hate was still there.

"No.... No, I want you to live. I want you unable to interact with anyone but Gaster and Discord forever." She turned to Chara. "And as for you, in case you are wondering who I am talking to.... it is a FOOL who deserves his fate. Not all humans are like you Chara, and able to be forgiven. As a child it is easy. But when you are older... it is harder."

Chara blinked..... who did she mean?

"As for the authors in this world, my curse still stands. There will be a crisis in this world, one that everyone will have to face. I cannot undo that. But.......if it is possible, the world will unite to protect you." She sighed. "If even you can change here Chara...maybe so can I."

Chara reached to pet her but she backed away.

"But don't push it." She warned, glaring.

"Fair enough."

The zombies looked to one another." Ummm..... what about us? I mean we tried to do what you said.... but one gave us candy, and those babies gave us such cute looks...."

Chara smiled. "I have an idea."

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“RAWR!!!!"

The philles ran from the haunted house, completely frightened, thanks to the combined efforts of "Nightmare Moon" and her "Zombie Horde". Chara even got in the act, using some paint to resemble his Genocide look. It was not the Nightmare Night he hoped for, but it was still pretty fun.

Even Molestia was enjoying it, done up like a prisoner of the moon, begging for help from phillies just before they were jumpscared. It was said later it was the best haunted house that Ponyville ever had.

Between one group, Luna approached Molestia. "Will you be alright?"

Molestia nodded. "Yes. I am going to break the fourth wall to try and contact the authors. Hopefully they can help me avenge the fallen of my home."

Luna nodded. "If we can help, I hope you will say."

Molestia smiled. "You have done enough. Though I must admit I wish I had my harem back...” She stiffened. “…d-did I just SAY that?!"

Everyone chuckled, even as one of the zombies lost their lower jaw. Elsewhere, Muffet watched, shaking her head.

"Well... so much for my Chara Cookie." She whimpered, munching on some Butterscotch pie.

Asriel wriggled as her bites almost took him in.

THE END

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…meanwhile, Nick was hard at work, typing away on the next chapter in the story.

 

“Ooh, I love my job.” He chuckled. “Having King Sombra make an appearance…this is gonna be great! I can never give too much attention to my favorite MLP villain-”

PING! You’ve got mail…pattern baldness!

Nick frowned. “RGGGHH. That USED to be funny five years ago.” He grumbled, opening up his email service, wishing he didn’t get his hair from his Mom’s side, not wanting to look like Billy Crystal in ten years.

Uhoh.

“I need help.” Molestia’s message read. “Please. I have to stop the Caribou. I want my home back.”

Nick cringed. Oh jeez. This would be tricky. There were certain rules he had to adhere to. At a certain point, it became less HIM writing the story…than the story being written through him. There were rules you had to follow for tales such as this, and you couldn’t just break them out of nowhere. In a Looney Tunes cartoon, an anvil falling out of nowhere to smash a bad guy over the head might be plausible. But in the MLP realm, a realm of fantasy and magic that was bright and vibrant yet still somewhat more grounded…that wasn’t gonna happen.

Well…unless it was Discord. He could see that happening to him. But the Caribou?

“…alright.” He sighed, pinching the space between his eyes and biting into his lip. “Okay. I’ll try to help.” He murmured.

But neither he nor Molestia had any idea this act would begin a chain of events in the background that might just fulfill her curse...