The Experiments Of Twilight Sparkle [READ WARNINGS]

Chapter 3

The crying, begging, and pleading for the purple unicorn to stop, from the four other ponies, were relentless. Applejack pleaded, "ANYTHING! ANYTHING AT ALL! NAME IT. WE'LL DO IT. PLEASE JUST STOP THIS!"

Dash implored, "No, NO! NO MORE! NNNOOOO!"

Rarity shouted, "WE LOVE YOU PINKIE! WE'LL GET YOU OUT OF THIS! WE SWEAR!"

Fluttershy was of course crying the hardest, "Pinkie Pie is your friend! How could you do this to poor Pinkie? Please PUT HER BACK TOGETHER!" But they didn't seem to phase Twilight at all, except for her horn. Which looked as though it sharpened.

With Pinkie's sternum split, the surgeon unicorn inserted a rib spreader into the crevice and turned the lever enough to push the two half sternums apart, leaving Pinkie's beating heart and expanding and compressing lungs in plain sight. Pinkie was too frightened to look down. Twi locked the lever in place.

Next, she brought out what looked like a huge basting bulb and explained, "See this? It contains alcohol. I'm going to pour it all over your exposed internal organs to prevent infection. You don't expect me to experiment on infected organs, do you? This is going to sting... a lot. Brace yourself!"

"No... Twi... no...," Pinkie spoke weakly from blood loss, her face wet with blood and tears. As if Twilight didn't even hear her, she squirted the infernal liquid all over poor Pinkie Pie's bare insides. Sssstiiiinnnngggg! The pain was so intense, it was like nothing she had ever suffered before. Deafening, blood curdling screams of sheer agony echoed off the cave walls. "THIS IS NOT RRRIIIGGHHT!" cried the suffering mare.

Twilight repeatedly rubbed her cheek against her sobbing victim's, and gave some kisses in between, "Shh, shh, sh, shhhh. It's okay. It's going to be alright."

The four other captives were in such trauma. They couldn't stand seeing their best friend in so much pain. Pinkie looked so weak and helpless. It was too much for them to handle. Fluttershy threw up and blacked out.

Twilight removed her mask. "Now. This is when we learn more about Pinkie's mentality." She floated an linked feather and scroll to herself. Twi put her face right up to Pinkie's, "Hey, Pinkie Pie."

Pinkie weakly glanced at her captor. Miss Sparkle's eyes went wide as she spoke with a big, happy smile. "Guess what. I KILLED Applebloom! I killed her. And I'm going to KILL you too! And it makes me happy! Your cutie mark does not lie. Your parties do give ponies smiles. And what a party this is! Tell me, how does all this make you feel, emotionally? Does this change your view on this world we live in?" The unicorn waited for a response from the miserable pink pony.

After a few moments, the crying, pitiful pony started to sing, "G-g-g...g-giggle at the ghostie. G-guffaw at the grossly. Crack up at the c-cree-creepy. Whoo-whoop it up with the weepy. Chor-ch-chortle at the kooky. Snortle at the spooky-hy-hy-hy-hhhhyyyy."

When she finished, Twilight spoke with intrigue, "Interesting. You truly are the carrier of the element of laughter. But laughing can only help you so far in dire situations like this. And you need to learn that." Twilight's irises fluctuated between dark red and bright red, as she picked up the bone cutter. She started sawing around one of Pinkie's hind legs, just above the knee. Pinkie screamed from the painful slicing of her muscle. She felt like she could do nothing to stop this. Not even laughing.