The grey pegasus looked down despairingly at the mess she’d made in the dining area. “Aww, and I just cleaned up this area too.” Bloodstains were always so hard to clean. And what was she supposed to do with these bodies. Apparently in this realm, it wasn’t socially acceptable to kill other ponies, and problems were supposed to be sorted out with love, and tolerance, and rainbows, and everything else that made one want to be violently ill.
The pegasus carried her kill into the attic, where she could at least hide it if anyone else came snooping around. She couldn’t just dispose of them in the lake, not now. She didn’t need anyone to get suspicious of what’s going on. Not yet. This whole situation made everything inconvenient, how was she supposed to get around town without everypony noticing that a dead mare is walking the streets? A sudden stroke of genius, and a cruel smile crossed her face.
Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were possibly the only ponies in Ponyville who didn’t know about the unfortunate demise of Ditzy Doo, and Twilight Sparkle was determined to keep it that way.
Twilight had come over to see how the new parent’s were holding up. Knocking on the door to the tree house, which was answered by a slightly worried Fluttershy; said worry was not shared by one Rainbow Dash who was already trying to teach Prism Flare tricks by whizzing around the room. Twilight giggled, “I don’t she’ll be able to fly for another year yet Dash,” she called out, then turned her attention back to Fluttershy, “So is everything alright?”
Fluttershy looked at Prism, then back at Twilight, “Well she’s about the size of a proper young filly now, and she’s eating solids and talking, and it’s only been a few hours.”
Twilight shook her head, “Perfectly normal for mirror born, they start off at about age 4, and retain some knowledge from their parents. But don’t worry, after the initial growth spurt they age at a normal rate.”
“So pre house-trained babies?” Rainbow Dash flew over, doing a short summersault and landing expertly next to Fluttershy, “Sweet, no wonder they invented those mirror things.”
Dash received an angry look from both Twilight –and- Fluttershy, causing her to shift her hooves awkwardly, “Those mirrors were invented to give same sex couples such as yourselves the opportunity to have children, -not- to let you neglect your parental duties.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Rainbow Dash began to hover, “But even still, all the maintenance is Fluttershy’s job, I’m the father remember.”
Fluttershy’s angry look, turned into an annoyed glare, followed by a very rare, “eep,” from the blue pegasus.
Spike had finished up his duties for now, and decided to reward himself by sitting in front of the TV and letting himself forget about today’s occurrences, hopefully nothing bad or stressful, or anything else that he’d end up being the one to clean up the mess of, would occur for the rest of the day. Instead of the TV, which seemed to be broadcasting an old black and white samurai movie, Spike found his attention drawn towards an upside down cardboard box with grey wings that was flapping and sliding across the floor. Spike stared at it for several seconds before he found his voice, “What… The… F…”
The box suddenly turned to look at him with a pair of badly drawn and slightly uneven eyes, “OH NO! I’ve been detected…! Disguise mode, ACTIVATE!”
The wings of the box disappeared into slits in the sides; it turned itself the right way up and then closed the lid, the ‘eyes’ on the box then suddenly faded away; leaving behind just a cardboard box in the middle of the lounge room.
Spike promptly turned off the TV and headed up stairs, “On second thought, I think I’ll just turn in early.”
Once the coast was clear, the box with wings exited disguise mode and traveled through the library, into the basement, the last part involving a particularly painful tumble down several flights of steps. The box was tossed to the side to reveal a grey pegasus with a beautiful blond mane, “Oh Bubble Feet, you’re so brilliant.” She looked around and eventually found what she was looking for. She carefully pulled away a sheet, revealing a mirror covered in love hearts. She knew that a pair of fillyfoolers wanted a child, and that they would be using a fertility-mirror to achieve it, and all she had to do was wait for it to happen. So far everything, mostly everything, had gone according to plan. She wasn’t sure how sabotaging a building and electrocuting another pony with a lightning cloud was supposed to fit into this plan of hers, but all great plans rush off into a tangent at times.
Bubble Feet hesitated, she knew how these things worked, and she knew what she was told to do, but she still wasn’t sure it wouldn’t just spawn another child. She’d already had one kid by mistake; she didn’t like the idea of having –another- kid by mistake very much. But the small crack in space and time could only stay open for so long, and the idea of being stuck in this hell hole forever seemed far worse than any other possible fate. Bubble began to walk forward past the mirror.
For a few seconds, nothing happened at all. Then there was a powerful explosion of blinding white light, knocking Bubble off her hooves and into a wall. She looked up and smiled to see the reflective surface of the mirror glowing white… And growing. Bubble Feet quickly got out of the building before the portal forming in the basement blew it apart.
The blinding white disk continued to grow, eventually tearing through the library, causing the structure to collapse. The strong gust of wind caused by the portal blew light debris and dust into nearby ponies. Onlookers stepped back and shaded their eyes in an attempt to discern what was happening.
Bubble Feet took flight, hovering in the air for all to see the messenger of their doom, who was now dwarfed by the gargantuan white gate behind her. “Ponies of Equestria, your ignorance has allowed you to be easily deceived. I am Bubble Feet. Soon you will bow down and fear the might of the one true goddess, Queen Celestia!”
As if in response, large airships began breaking the surface of the white, and armored ponies began marching forth from it’s blinding light. “WITNESS THE POWER OF THE ONE TRUE GODDESS!” the canons on the air-ships began to fire, every explosive round followed by the collapse of a building. The armored ponies pulled out black firearms, mercilessly and indiscriminately gunning down stallions, mares and foals alike. The streets turned to anarchy as structures burned and fell, while ponies were hunted down and slaughtered. There was no surrender, only those who hid themselves could survive, even then, the massive air-ships would destroy any buildings they came across, uncaring of who occupied it.
Twilight stood in shock; she recognized many of the lifeless faces that littered the ground. As soon as a coherent thought entered her traumatized mind, she hung onto it for dear life. The unicorn turned and ran, hoping she could reach the only pegasus she could trust in this sort of situation in time.