“Now, this is the part where I get to play doctor!” said Rainbow, going through the tool box again, “Let’s see, we got a scalpel, a scalpel, another scalpel, and... perfect! An extra scalpel!” She pulled out four scalpels from the box, and Fluttershy’s fears were confirmed. Rainbow was going to perform surgery on her!
Fluttershy tried twisting and turning to get loose from her bonds, but every time she tried, an enormous ammount of pain swelled up in her knees and back. Rainbow brought a stool to where Fluttershy was bound, and turned on the heart-monitor. The dull beeping sound of life echoed through the cellar once more.
“Dashie,” Fluttershy squeled, “I don’t think I should be awake for this!”
“Aw, lighten up, Flutter!” Rainbow said, strapping on some gloves and a surgical mask, “This is your first operation! Stay awake and share the moment with us!”
Rainbow’s gloved right hoof grabbed one of the scalpels and reached for Fluttershy’s stomach. Fluttershy tried pleading with her, but her pleas were cut off by the scalpel digging it’s blade into her skin and piercing it, causing little droplets of blood to trickle down Fluttershy’s belly. Fluttershy bit her lip, trying to fight the enormous amount of pain. Rainbow started to cut the skin in a circle, starting at the bottom hip, then to Fluttershy’s left side, then just below her chest, to her right side, and back again. Rainbow did this three times to make sure that the scalpel dug deep enough, then peeled away the skin circle, revealing Fluttersy’s internal organs and causing Fluttershy to shriek in pain. The heart monitor was beeping three times as fast as it should, and Fluttershy was loosing blood. She was surly dying. The last thing she remembered was Rainbow digging around head-first in her lower intestines and Twilight shouting her name. Then she faded out.

Several hours later, Fluttershy awoke to the same, dull beeping sound of the heart-monitor. it was at regular pace. Fluttershy couldn’t feel her broken wing any more, so she could only assume that it had been snatched off while she slept. She stared down at her belly and knees. Her stomach had been stitched back onto her belly, but not very well done. Here and there she could see small holes in her skin, which were slowing bleeding. Her knees were still shattered, but the blades had finally been taken out.
She looked to her left, and saw Twilight lying down, also still restrained on her table. She was asleep, but her heart-monitor wasn’t beeping. Fluttershy stared at her friend and knew that she would never again hear Twilight’s lecturing, or her solutions to problems, or her talking about what she had learned about friendship.
Just then, however, the sound of rolling wheels reached Fluttershy’s ears. Rainbow Dash came into the room, pushing a cart with another heart-monitor. Surely she hadn’t captured another helpless pony?
Rainbow’s face and hair were covered in blood, and she pushed Twilight’s heart monitor away, and replaced it with the one she was pushing into the room. She turned around, and saw Fluttershy looking at her.
“Rise and shine, Flutter!” she said, grinning.
“You...” Fluttershy choaked out, “... Dashie, you killed her! You killed... Twilight!”
“Wha?” Rainbow said with a confused look on her face, “No, Fluttershy, she blacked out soon after I was done with you and got started on her! And then her heart-monitor broke for some darned reason, so i had to get a new one.”
“Twilight’s not dead?” Fluttershy said, suddenly full of hope.
“She’s been alive, Flutter,” Raibow said, “Look, she’s coming to right now!”
She pointed at Twilight, who was, in fact, moving. Twilight groaned, and tried to rub her forehead, but merely tugged on her bounds.
“What happened?” she asked, waking up a little bit.
“What happened is that you beat Fluttershy in guts!” Rainbow said, “She blacked out before you did, so that makes you the winner!”
“Yippee,” Twilight said, rolling her eyes.
“Well, I think that wraps up phase three! Time for phase four! Style!”