Pinkie brought Dash around onto her back again and
straddled the blue pony’s chest, scalpel at the ready.“Ya know, Rainbow Dash, I’m
disappointed. I thought you would have lasted longer. I really wanted to spend
more time with you before we got here. But I guess it’s my fault; I should have
taken it a little slower. Oh well. It was really was nice knowing you, Dash!”
Good times till the very end. Don’t you think so?
The blade sunk into the blue throat and worked its
way up to Dash’s chin. Coming back down, Pinkie’s scalpel then circled Dash’s
neck. The last thing Rainbow Dash felt was her skin being cut away from her
skull, and the metal of the blade scraping her teeth.Then she was gone.
R.I.P.
Rest in Pony.
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