The Experiments Of Twilight Sparkle [READ WARNINGS]

Chapter 3

With more blood splatter, the spinning blade cut the bone thin enough to snap, which is exactly what Twilight did. And the pink leg fell to the giant tree trunk floor, making another mess of blood. Twilight Sparkle squirted more stinging alcohol onto the newly made injury, and the severed leg. Putting the red dripping limb onto a tray on the cart, she asked, "Do you still think 'giggling at the ghosties' will save you now, Pink?"

Pinkie gave up hope. "...n... no..."

Twilight addressed everyone, making sure they were all listening. "That's it. We all learned something about our friend Pinkie Pie. And that is that, under such horrific circumstances like this, she concludes that laughter will not always make the monsters disappear. But we are not done. There is more to be learned about Pinkie."

When she was finished, she put back on her surgical mask, readied the glass containers, then sterilized her hooves. The ponies made one last attempt to reason with the heartless horse. Applejack tried first, "Twi. Ya don't have to do this. It's not too late. Just stitch Pink back together."

Dash spoke, "Yes, Twi. She's your friend. We know you really don't want to do this."

Rarity was next, "We don't know what has gotten into you, but please, let us help you. We can help. We love you dear."

Twilight was grateful for their offer, "Thank you all. You are my dear friends." There was a spark of hope in them. Twilight's eyes turned an even brighter red than before, "But there is nothing wrong with me." Everyone's heart sank. Then came the begging and sobbing again.

Twilight did not seem to care, as she opened the bottle and grabbed the party pony's stomach. Pinkie pie felt sick to the stomach, that is until Twilight gave it a good yank out of her, carrying with it part of the esophagus. "Uuugggk!" reacted Pinkie. Twilight immediately put the digestive organ into the preservative fluid filled jar and closed the lid.

Twilight made a discovery, "Well you had a big stomach. Which is to be expected, since you ate a lot of goods." Twilight went for her liver next. "This organ is rich with blood!"

Twilight proceeded with the pancreas, gallbladder, spleen, and small intestine, giving brief facts about them as she did. The mares could not believe nor understand what they were witnessing. Twilight Sparkle, their very close and dear friend, was, seemingly out of nowhere, removing the internal organs of an innocent fellow pony. Rarity's nausea was worsening till it was too much. Her stomach erupted and she vomited several times in a row, making a big, strong odored, mess of bile all over her body and the floor. At this point they felt that all hope was lost for their pink friend. They felt so sad. They loved Pinkie so much.

"Interestingly enough, Pinkie is so healthy. And considering how many sweets she consumes... yeah, I'll have to look into that. I'm guessing it's how she hops around a lot, using those muscles." Twilight said, briefly studying Pinkie's long intestine before folding it into a glass jar. Twilight dipped the bloody blade into a bowl of alcohol to clean it. After giving Pinkie's vulva a few good rubs, she used the scalpel to pierce the skin of the lying pony's groin. Pinkie could feel the very sharp tool easily dig deeper into her meat. The demented surgeon started carving out Pinkie's sensitive genitals, very slowly and carefully as not to damage any internal parts of the pink pony's sex organ. Pinkie's awareness faded.

Once finished, she lifted the blood dripping severed privet part with caution. The vulva, vagina, cervix, uterus, fallopian tubes, and ovaries, all still connected. "Reproduction. Very important." Twilight poured alcohol onto Pinkie's disembodied marehood and placed the entire reproduction system into a vacant container and sealed it tight. She then spilled the alcohol onto Pinkie's genitaless crotch, "Wake up Pink." The mutilated horse was very weak. But the sting still managed to wake her up. "You don't want to miss your last lesson in life!" said Twilight as she prepared for the final incision. "I'll remove your lungs and heart after, so you can witness the lecture on your brain before I take it out."

Sad, confused, crying, and in tremendous discomfort, Pinkie lost the will to hope. She was just waiting for it to end. A sharp painful pinching sensation was felt as the scalpel cut across the small pink horse's forehead and around the cranium. The wincing pony's forehead was oozing out red fluid. Twilight pealed off the flesh from the top of the head, taking a part of Pinkie Pie's poofy pink mane with it, causing her to scream. Next, using the bone cutter, Twi sawed through the skull bone along the incisions of the skin. Making a complete circle around the top of the head, she lifted the head bone piece off, exposing Pinkie's tender brain. Pinkie braced herself as Twilight squirted more alcohol onto the brain. The sensation was that of an immense, heavy, pounding headache all over the surface of the her thinking organ. And Twilight caressing it with her hoof wasn't helping.

Then the purple unicorn applied her magic to levitate a kind of brainwave analyzing device to her. She put it up to Pink's head, "Isn't this interesting. The left temporal lobe is just as active as the right. I expected the left side to be far less active. Would you ever forgive me for taking you to be a moron Pinkie? Hee, hee, hheeee.." Pinkie was too weak and in too much agony to be mad, or even care about the cold words escaping from her tormenter's mouth. "And thus concludes our learning of Pinkie."

The terrified mares knew what was coming. They could not bear to watch, yet they couldn't look away. Twilight Sparkle took hold of one of the lungs. Streams of tears profusely flowed down from Dash's eyes, "This... *sniff*... isn't the Twilight Sparkle we knew... *sob*" Twilight hesitated for a moment... but then pulled on the lung until it disconnected from Pinkie. Everyone cried even harder. Pinkie, already struggling to breathe, found it much harder to take in oxygen with only one lung. "Nos" and "pleases" reverberated throughout the basement laboratory. Twilight placed both of her hooves on the only lung Pinkie had left. Twilight was hesitant again. She started sweating and breathing heavily. Using her magic to levitate her fizzing liquid filled laboratory flask up to her mouth... she took a chug of it, and then forced out the last means Pinkie had to breathe.

Within about four minutes Pinkie passed out from lack of oxygen. They knew it. Her friends knew that in a few moments the inevitable would happen to the blood covered pony. After a short passing of time, they saw the beating of Pinkie Pie's visible heart stop. Her eyes slowly closed. The brain activity ceased. They so desperately didn't want to face the ugly fact. But they had no choice. Their friend Pinkie Pie... was dead.