Chapter 5
Eggs, I smelled eggs. Waking up I looked around. Instead of being greeted by white walls and white ponies with red eyes, I was in a small room with blue walls. My room. Looking down I saw that I was human again, with a cry of joy I leaped from my bed and ran downstairs. I could hear someone, probably mom, making breakfast. “Mom you will never believe this cra-” I stopped dead in my tracks. Standing in front of the stove was Fluttershy. She quietly sang to herself as she cooked “W-w-what?” I stammered. Creeping up on her, I cautiously reached out and put a hand on her back. She instantly turned around and I almost vomited. Her face was torn in some places reveling the bone and muscle that lay underneath, rusty bolts encircled her eyes. Her pupils were dilating and contracting rapidly, tears were flowing down her face as she continued her soft melody.

Then with a sickening crack the upper half of her back snapped upwards at a ninety degree angle. The pan of eggs arched in the air and hit the floor, and clattered away. Her front and back legs started to stretch to three times their original length, snapping and cracking as her joints elongated Fluttershy screamed in agony. Her hooves split apart into sharpened segments, then as suddenly as it started it stopped. She silently sunk to the floor. Kneeling down, I reached out and touched her shoulder gently “F-Fluttershy?” I asked. With a sickening crack her arm inverted and grabbed me by the wrist painfully, with a yelp I tried to get away but it was no use. She said something quietly still face down on the floor. “What?” I asked. Her head snapped up at me and screeched “HOW COULD YOU!” she got up on her hind legs and shook me wildly, all the while repeating “HOW COULD YOU!”

“Y-uO heAR *hiss* On wAKe up-P-T-t” I was propped up against a wall, where a tall metallic figure was kneeling before me. Her Purple light cast an eerie glow on the area around me. Gently she poked my face “ThERe we G- NeEd t-tO STAnd P.” its voice kept cutting out and changing in volume in random places. “What?” I asked meekly, looking around. I couldn’t see anything, it was too dark to see past the faint purple light.
“We NEEd to movE t- *hiss* at tHEn?” It asked. “What, wait. . .” I pondered “What?” I was at a lost for words. Making a distressed sound it threw its arms up and walked to the other side of the room. Climbing to my knees, and rubbing along the wall I felt a handle brush against my hoof. “Crap.” I said, noticing that I was back to being a pony. I was about to pull open the door when something hard slammed into my back.

“Whaaf!” turning as I fell I noticed that the thing was standing above me, fist clenched. Its eye dark blue it demanded “Whaaa*hiss* DoiNG!” slowly getting to my feet I had a flash of my dream. Fluttershy’s horribly disfigured face, long arms reaching out for me. “I sAId whAt ArE Yo-*hiss* nOt d-d-DonE *hiss* ing!” With a whimper I ducked down and covered my head with my arms and started to cry, shaking uncontrollably I laid there. It seemed to notice my distress, its eye switching slowly back to purple it sat back. Slowly it reached out, gently touching my shoulder. Even though its hands were cold I sensed warmth in the gesture.

Saying nothing I got to my feet, tears still running down my eyes. It Watched me closely, its purple light following my trek across the room I went to the other side of the room. I groped along the wall until I felt a small box. With the light on I was able to take my surroundings. There was a thin line of black paint drawn across the floor and wall, separating both side of the room. On one side of the room there were books lined neatly along the wall, and a picture of a great white mare with long legs and a crown resting on her head. On the other side of the room were piles of colorful trinkets and other plastic oddities with colorful scribbles and dots. I could just make out the words “life is a party” written dully in red marker above a pile of cups that formed the shape of a mushroom like object.

Moving to the side of the room with the books, I started to read the titles. Reading over the titles, I came across one labeled “Slender Mane”. I could hear the thing shiver as metal clanked together behind me. Turning around, the thing loomed over me with an outstretched hand. With an open palm I saw a folded, torn piece of paper resting there. Reaching out I grabbed the paper and opened it. It had a picture of ten ponies sitting next to each other, all smiling. The one on the far left was Fluttershy, she was smiling with her arms around two other ponies. The one on her right was light pink, with a poofy mane and a large smile blue eyes and balloons on her flank. The one on her left was smiling but had a more serious look to her. She was light purple, her mane which had a dark pink stripe running down one side, was cut evenly above her eyes which were a dark purple, on her flank was a star. Looking back up at the thing, I noticed how it was hunched over, almost sadly. “Wait are you?” looking up at me its eye quickly flashed from purple to blue, then back to purple. “I see.” I said moving closer to it I asked “can you tell me you names?” the thing sat there for a moment. Its iris clenching up so tight that no light escaped from it. “Twiiiiiiiii-*hiss*arKle.” at the hiss she pointed at the light above her. Then her eye switched to blue. “P-P-piNk pAAiY.” she tried to say. “Its ok I think I under stand.” I said I got up and nodded to the side with the books. “Twilight Sparkle, right?” jumping up suddenly she grabbed me, flinching back I expected to be hit again. But instead I felt her squeeze me close to her chest. Wriggling out of her grip I nodded to the other side, “Pink pie.” I said. Her eye switched to blue. Shaking her head she grabbed a handful of rags from the wall, not caring about the cascade of bits that fell on her back. Rearranging the rags she made a crudely shaped Y. “Oh, Pinky Pie.” I said. Jumping up and down she started to flail the rags around, making high pitched noises that I could only guess were her attempts at singing.

Derpy wasn’t done yet though. After she had “disposed” of the two ponies, she felt a sense of satisfaction. But it was short lived. Suddenly an idea popped into her head. She remembered that why’ll she was “talking” with one of her other test subjects she had told her “... more of a belated birthday medical procedure. Well. Technically, it's a medical EXPERIMENT. What's important is, it's a present.” she remembered what she was supposed to do with. . .THAT one. “But” she mused “I guess I could give dear old Fluttershy HER gift. Since she left before I could give it to her.” she looked at the red and black mess on the floor and sighed. If she was going to do this she would have to move fast. Even as she said this the room was waking back up, the instruments moving and whirring at her touch. She slowly filled the tall glass vats with a pink substance. “Yes.” she thought as a small tube began sucking up the blood and gore. “This will work.”

End of book one.

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