I Regret...
Princess Twilight Sparkle flapped her wings, launching herself into the air. She smiled as the wind rushed through her mane and the world seemed to disappear around her. Wings were amazing! No wonder Rainbow Dash loved flying so much!
Twilight did a twirl then a barrel roll, enjoying her flight. She then spun around and swooped down towards a cloud. She landed softly on it, sighing contentedly as she felt the fluffy surface. She had missed the feel of a nice, soft cloud. She hadn’t been on any clouds since two years ago when she had cast a cloud-walking spell on herself and her friends so they could visit Rainbow Dash in Cloudsdale and cheer her on in the Best Young Flier’s Competition.
Now that the purple princess thought about it, now that she had wings she could enter the Best Young Flier’s Competition! It would be held in two months and Rainbow had already said that she wasn’t going to enter again. It would be a great chance to show off the tricks Rainbow Dash had taught her!
Dash had given the princess flying lessons, and because Twilight was taller, thinner, and had bigger wings, she found it much easier to do things like spins that required a pony to stay high up in the air and not be weighed down. Rainbow had joked, saying that when she was a Wonderbolt she would make sure Twilight would get into the Wonderbolts Academy.
But Twilight had no interest in being a Wonderbolt. She was mostly interested in the fact that her magic seemed ten times more powerful now that she was an alicorn. It was also harder to control; the first time she tried to levitate something it was flung into the ceiling. She had also accidentally shaken every single apple out of the west fields of Sweet Apple Acres when she had tried to help Applejack harvest. That had been a silly evening; she and all of her friends had run around for hours trying to collect all the apples from the ground before they rotted. Except Rarity; Twilight may have imagined it, but it seemed the fashion pony had been awfully quiet ever since her coronation.
The alicorn wrapped her large wings around herself as a cold breeze moved her cloud slightly. The sun was starting to set, but she didn’t want to go back to the castle yet. Deciding to do one more lap around Canterlot then stop by Doughnut Joe’s shop, she spread her wings and took off again. She quickly flew around Canterlot then glided over the streets, looking for the familiar donut shop. Upon seeing it, she dove for the ground.
*rustle*
“Hello?” Twilight heard a rustling behind her, and turned around. There weren’t many ponies out today, since it was so cold, so she hadn’t expected to see anyone on the street. But when she looked around for the source of the noise, there was nothing there. She shrugged and reached out with a hoof to open the doors of the shop.
*clip-clop-clip-clop-clip-clop*
The sounds of quick hoofsteps made the alicorn stop and look around again. Her eyes traveled up and down the street, but her area still seemed deserted. “Hello?” she repeated. “Is anypony out-” she stopped speaking when she heard the hoofsteps again, like they were right in front of her. However, there was simply nopony around.
The tiniest noise was heard not far from Twilight’s ear, barely audible. It sounded like… “Is somepony using magic?” the alicorn stepped away from where she thought she had heard the noise. She didn’t even see any magical aura. Now very spooked, Twilight pushed open the doors to Doughnut Joe’s shop and ran inside.
“Woah, Princess, what’s wrong?” the earth pony at the counter almost dropped the doughnut he was holding in shock as he saw the panicked pony.
“There’s something really weird going on out there, Joe.” Twilight ran up to the counter, keeping one eye on the door. “There’s noises, but nothing there!”
“What? What are you talking about?” Joe set down the doughnut and walked around the counter to Twilight’s side.
The panicked pony pointed towards the door. “I heard hoofsteps but there wasn’t anypony around! It heard magic and there was no aura! I heard a rustle but there are no bushes or animals or ponies!”
“Calm down, Princess, I’m sure you were just hearing some animal or somepony inside their house.” Joe placed a hoof on her shoulder reassuringly and pushed her towards a seat. “I’ll go check it out, you help yourself to whatever you want. 20% off on anything.”
“You don’t have to give me special treatment.” Twilight told him, distracted from her fears for a moment.
“I insist.” Joe turned and walked towards the doors. “It’s not often a princess comes here, and you’re one of my best customers.” The stallion said in a charming tone, with a friendly smile.
Before Twilight could say anything else, the large stallion was out the door. The alicorn sighed and stood, trotting over to the counter again to look at the display cases. Picking out one pretty blue doughnut with extra sprinkles, she took it out of the glass casing and bit into it. It was as sweet as a cupcake and made her instantly forget her worries as the sugar covered dough washed over her taste buds.
After she finished that one, she searched around the café. She was looking for some paper to write down how many donuts she took so she could keep track of how much she had to pay. After about ten minutes of searching, she gave up and went to the counter to get another doughnut. “I’ll just remember how many I take.” She said, munching on her doughnut.
Then something dawned on her. Doughnut Joe hadn’t returned yet, and it had been at least 15 minutes. It took less than 15 minutes to go outside, look around, and come back in! Suddenly worried again, Twilight set down her doughnut and trotted to the doors of the shop. She carefully opened the door and peeked outside. The sun was still falling, dying the sky pink. A cold chill entered as the door opened, making Twilight shiver.
She slowly stepped outside, looking all around like a startled mouse. Her wings were unfolded, ready to take off at any moment. Her horn glowed, ready to attack anypony who pounced at her.
Twilight let out a soundless scream as she was suddenly thrown to the ground by an unseen threat. She franticly flapped her wings trying to free herself, the more she struggled the harder it became to move. In a brief moment of clearity she thought to stop and look around . That’s when she noticed the green glow in enough time for it to tighten around her throat collapsing her airways. That’s when it finally clicked, it must be a Unicorn!
Suddenly, there was a flash of green light and an orange unicorn appeared out of thin air. Invisibility spell? Those are really difficult! It took me forever to train myself how to do them!
There was a flash of dark purple magic, and another unicorn appeared. This one was lime green and was wearing a white lab coat with suspicious looking stains. She trotted over to the orange unicorn and placed a firm hoof on her shoulder while giving her a knowing smirk. The orange unicorn nodded and loosened her magic, allowing Twilight to breathe.
The alicorn’s first thought was to scream. She took in a deep breath and readied her throat to scream as loud as she could for help, but no sound came. The light from the green unicorn’s horn had surrounded her mouth. Now she could only breathe through her nose.
Twilight attempted to flap her wings. Somewhere in her mind she thought that if she could just get into the sky she would be free, but when she couldn’t move her wings she craned her neck to see what was preventing her from taking off. She was now face to face with a dark blue, freckled pegasus who was pinning her wings roughly to her sides.
“We got her, come on.” The green unicorn spoke out in a raspy voice.
The blue Pegasus begain giggling with a grin that would haunt your nightmares for months plastered on her face. She turned to Twilight and the grin only got wider as she whispered into Twilight’s ear.
“hehehe, we’re gonna have fuuuun with YOU prinnnnnnnsesssssss…..”
The last thing Twilight saw before all went dark was a flash of purple light.
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The green unicorn sighed as she rinsed off a washcloth in a bucket .The water in the bucket was already thick with blood. In her hooves she held a cyan wing, covered in blood with a jagged, bloodied bone sticking out from the end where it should connect to a body. She pulled the red-stained washcloth out of the water and continued wiping the blood from the ragged and still dripping feathers.
“This is useless.” She tossed the washcloth away in frustration, it making a loud sopping sound as it collided with the wall. She got ready to toss the wing as well, but a blue hoof grabbed it from her.
“Don’t toss that, you could bend the feathers!” the blue pegasus with the freckles snatched the dismembered wing and flew out of hoof’s reach of the unicorn, leaving a trail of blood drops on the floor as she went. “Boss says their remains have to stay intact.”
“You try getting the blood off of it before it stains, then.” The unicorn dropped the bucket of thickened water on the floor, with a loud thud, and heaved a frustrated sigh as she trotted over to a rack. The rack was filled with many things that would make anypony want to throw up; bloody limbs with most of the bones still exposed, eyes in jars, wings, and horns. All were covered in blood that continued to drip to the floor, leaving a thick puddle under the rack. She grabbed a Stetson hat from the rack and started to scrub the dried blood off of it with a nearby sponge.
“But killing is my job, cleaning is your job!” the pegasus protested, landing and setting the wing gently in front of the bucket.
“I only let you kill because you whine like an orphaned foal if I give you any other job.” The unicorn, once convinced that all blood had gone from the hat, laid it on a towel that was spread across the floor. On it were many body parts, all sparkling clean from her washing. “I don’t see why the boss wanted everything intact. She only uses the cutie marks, horns, and feathers for jewelry.” The unicorn grabbed what looked like an orange piece of skin with three apples on it, obviously somepony’s cutie mark.
Suddenly, the door flung opened. They were in a cement room that looked like a dungeon and had very little light, so when the door opened they were blinded. An orange unicorn mare walked in, closing the door quickly behind her and latching it. “How’s our victim?” she asked, grinning madly at the others.
“Was still asleep last time I checked, and I haven’t heard screaming so I assume she still is.” The green mare answered.
The orange pony groaned. “Why is she taking so long? I just want to rip the wings off that undeserving, sniveling little princess and watch as she squirms.”
“Speaking of which,” the green mare said, not looking up from the cutie mark she was washing, “Miss Brains-Behind-Everything-And-My-Special-Talent-Is-Evil-Planning, have you decided what we’re going to do?”
“What is there to decide?” the orange mare asked, walking over to a door on the far side of the room. It had a large wooden board covering it, making sure the victim trapped inside couldn’t escape. “We go in there and rip off her wings of course.” she sighed while rolling her eyes; she thought that was obvious.
“What about the fact that she’ll know us and babble to her other princess buddies when we let her go?”
“Memory-wiping Spell. I spent ten hours in the library yesterday for a reason.”
Their talk was interrupted by a strangled scream. All three turned towards the blocked door, where they could hear thrashing and yells of ‘Where am I?’.
“You first?” the green pony asked, nodding towards the door and the orange pony. Said pony let out a low growl and made her way for the door.
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Twilight wasn’t completely sure what was going on. She was spread out on a table, her hind legs bent painfully apart. Her forelegs were raised over her head and chained there with thick, metal shackles. Her wings were stretched as far as they would go and pinned painfully to the table with what looked like giant sewing needles. All was dark around her, but she guessed whatever room she was in was small by the way the shadows were arranged.
Her first instinct was to scream as loud as possible. She let the ear-piercing shout of help escape her lips, and when she realized that no magic was blocking her voice, she shouted louder. “WHERE AM I?!” she yelled at the top of her lungs, panic taking hold of her.
*creak*
A door opened, letting just a tiny bit of light into the room. It was so dark, all the princess could see was the shadows of three ponies enter, then close the door. “Who are you?” Twilight asked stupidly. Of course, it wouldn’t do her any good to know who her captors were, and if it would do any good they wouldn’t tell her.
The room was suddenly illuminated in a green light. The three ponies standing there were the three who had ponynapped her; the two unicorns and the pegasus. “How nice of you to finally join us.” The orange unicorn, the one lighting up the room, said in a low voice while grinning evilly. “You were taking forever to wake up, princess.” She finished speaking and walked closer to the table, stopping short and simply turning her head to the side to complete her look.
“Why…. Why do you all keep saying ‘princess’ like that?” Twilight asked, deciding to ask questions that weren’t just cliché victim’s questions, and might actually help her in the long run.
“We’re on a mission, you see.” The pegasus spoke up. She flew over and landed on a small aluminum table. The only things on that table where an assortment of knifes, a few with bloodstains on them. “Ponies aren’t very happy about your coronation, Miss Sparkle.”
“So unhappy.” The green unicorn agreed. “A little unicorn who lived in a small town, has no royal blood in any of her little veins, was suddenly an alicorn princess. There are ponies more closely related that are completely ignored. Other ponies also say that if Equestria is going to go imposing rulers who have no biological connection, there are so many more worthy ponies… our boss agrees.” She finished, taking a few more loud steps forward, darkening her face more with every step she took.
“So our job is to knock you down from your high… uh… throne.” The last pony finished.
“H-how are you going to do that?” Twilight asked fearfully. She was completely frozen, as if she had forgotten how to move.
“We’re just going to turn you back into what you were before all of this princess business.” The green unicorn picked up one of the knives. “You know, a unicorn. Maybe we’ll even knock you all the way down to earth pony while we’re at it. Maybe chop a few inches from your legs so you’re not as tall-” a loud crash from outside cut off what the unicorn was saying.
“Oh, it looks as if the last two are here.” The pegasus said, flapping her wings so she flew off the table and landed gently in front of the door. “Hope they’re easier to kill than the first two were.”
“W-who were the first two? Who a-are they? Who d-did y-you kill?” Twilights voice was choked with sobs. She was probably crying due to the situation she was in.
“Your friends.” The orange unicorn responded. “The orange one and the blue one showed up first. It was quite the battle; seems they discovered our plan because one someone blabbed. Don’t worry; we killed them easily and tortured some information out of them to make sure they were the only ones that someone had told.”
“But the last two hadn’t shown up yet, so we prepared for them.” There was a loud snap and a scream of pain. All three ran out of the room. There were sounds of battle, the sound of hooves hitting flesh, and the sound of a metal rack crashing to the ground. There were many shouts from various ponies.
“Agh! Only this crazy pony could get out of a bear trap!”
“Sorry, Missy, but you can’t hurt my friend!”
“How dare you?!”
“Pin her!”
“Ouchies. That wasn’t nice, Miss green pony.”
Twilight, unfortunately, couldn’t see anything that was going on and therefore couldn’t help anypony. She couldn’t anyway; her magic seemed to be blocked by something. She supposed it was some sort of magic-sealing ring on her horn, like criminal unicorns in the castle’s dungeons. She had to content herself with a scream of, “Fluttershy! Pinkie Pie! I’m in here!” she bellowed as loud as she could in hopes they could hear her.
There was the sickening sound of blood splatter, a gasp, and the flapping of wings. A yellow form, splattered with blood, entered Twilight’s vision. The form flew through the door and slammed it behind her. She quickly grabbed the table of knives and pinned it against the doorknob.
“Fluttershy?” Twilight asked the barely visible form.
“Yes, Twilight, it’s me.” The soft voice of Fluttershy replied. “Hold on; I’m going to get you out of that." The yellow pegasus hopped up onto the table and started struggling with the bindings of one of Twilight’s forehooves.
“No, get this ring off my horn first, I can get out myself if I can use my magic.” The alicorn told her. Fluttershy nodded, though Twilight could barely tell in the blackness, and moved over to Twilight’s horn. The pegasus grabbed the ring in her teeth and started to pull. It was slipping off rather easily, but seemed to stick to the horn so she had to remove it slowly.
Twilight gathered magic in her horn, ready to release it the second the ring was off. It was almost free of her; just about an inch remained…
Twilight was showered in blood and Fluttershy let out a horrible , blood curtaling screech. A huge, curved blade was sticking out of her stomach, having sliced cleanly through her organs and was now through her entire body. As blood and entrails poured down onto the table and Twilight, the pegasus screamed in pain several more times, grasping for her last air. Her breaths shortened to gasps, and Twilight closed her eyes tightly so she didn’t have to witness her friend die.
When the alicorn cracked open her eyes again, she saw the blue pegasus holding a scythe in her forehooves. On the end of the scythe was a still-bleeding Fluttershy who was only inches from death. The blood had splattered across the blue pegasus’s front and dripped off of her hooves, making her look like some horrible Nightmare Night ornament.
The green unicorn walked into the room through the now open door. Pinkie Pie was clinging onto her leg. The pink earth pony had a huge gash in her side and on her face, leaving a trail of blood as she moved, refusing to let go of the unicorn’s hind hooves. Twilight felt bile rising in her throat as her pink friend was dragged in front of her, allowing her to see her bloody, squishy organs showing through the gash. She managed to stop herself from throwing up, closing her eyes and trying to pretend that this was all some horrible nightmare.
Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie weren’t dying before her eyes all because of her. Her other friends weren’t already probably dead. She wasn’t strapped to a table and at the mercy of three murders.
But this reality was unavoidable. She felt a hoof on her forehead and opened her eyes to see the blue pegasus pushing the magic-blocking ring back into place on her horn. “That was too close.” She sighed with relief, shaking the bloody remains of Fluttershy off the scythe and onto the floor. It landed on the floor with a sickening thud, bones cracking as it hit the stone. She tossed the scythe off into the darkness as well, the weapon making a loud clattering as it hit the wall sending the fresh blood splattering everywhere.
“Way too close.” The green unicorn agreed, glaring up at the pegasus. “You should have been more careful! She nearly freed her!”
“She’s not any trouble to us anymore, is she?” the pegasus shrugged, pointing to the dead Fluttershy. The bloody yellow mare had landed on top of Pinkie, who had also fallen into the icy grip of death.
“W-why?” Twilight asked, voice shaky. “W-why did you h-have to k-kill my friends?”
“Wings sell for a lot, and our boss loves them. Not to mention they would be witnesses, so we would have to dispose of them before they blabbed.” The green unicorn pushed the pegasus back, grabbing one of the knives from the table that had been tossed against the wall in the struggle. She brought it over to Twilight’s sides, where her right wing was connected to her back. “Let’s get back to the job at hoof, shall we?”
As if in self-defense, her mind whirled away, trying to think of anything except the knife moving rapidly towards her wing. In her thoughts, she realized something. Wings sell for a lot? No horns? The orange one and the blue one? “Y-you still haven’t won!” she shouted, distracting the unicorn that was holding the knife.
“Really?” the orange mare asked, speaking up as she steped out from around the door. “Please, tell us why.”
“There’s still one more friend!” Twilight shouted, her hope regained. “I still have one more friend! She’ll come save me! She’s brave and smart and strong, and she’s probably thinking up some big plan to save me right now!”
“Rarity?” the orange mare smirked. Twilight nodded, looking confident.
“I wouldn’t count on it.” The pegasus winked mockingly. “Rarity won’t be coming. To save you, anyways.” She added.
“You’re lying! You’re just trying to kill my hope!” Twilight accused.
“We’re here to do a job, may I remind you?” the green unicorn snapped, holding up the knife to Twilight’s wing again. The three focused again, the princess biting her lip and trying not to look as the knife approached her wing once more.
There was never a more horrible pain. The knife sliced through her skin tearing though the nerves and veins until it hit the bone, warm blood pouring all over and staining Twilight’s purple coat. She cried out in agony as all her nerves screamed in protest. Her scream grew louder and the pain intensified as the knife circled around the bone, cutting all the skin, veins, and muscles. Tears gathered in her eyes; the pain was too much. She sobbed loudly.
“No, stop! Please stop!”
Her cries were ignored. The green mare pulled away when the only thing connecting wing to body was bone. She then moved around to Twilight’s other side and did the same to the other wing. More blood spilled, Twilight’s cries grew ear-piercing, and tears poured down the purple pony’s face in thick streams.
Now the wings were both cleanly cut. All that connected the wings to the pony were the bones. Now, there were plenty of knives that could cut the bone easily, but the three liked to torture their victim. This was why the green unicorn waved at the bleeding, screaming pony and turned to her two companions. “You take it from here.” She said stepping back and grining malicoucsly at Twilight.
Both the orange unicorn and blue pegasus grinned. They each went to one side of the alicorn’s body, and grabbed her wings in their teeth. They made sure not to grab the feathers, but the base so as to damage them as little as possible. Once they had a good place to set their teeth, they bit hard.
Then they twisted and pulled. It was the worst agony Twilight had ever felt. Her screams grew so loud that the green mare covered her ears. The intense pain made the princess fight harder than ever at her bonds, trying anything to escape this horrible anguish. With all of her nerves shouting out at once and her bonds starting to crack under the force, she felt like she was going to pass out. Her tears ran down her face and matted the fur on her chest, which was already sticky from Fluttershy’s blood. She eventually lost her breath and her scream faded off into a groan.
There was a sickening squelch as bones were pulled apart and muscles torn. All the air had gone from Twilight, so all she could do was whimper. The first wing to come off was her left one; the one the pegasus had. She felt the weight suddenly leave and she gasped at the burst of pain that ran through her entire body. She panted in an effort to regain her air, but before she could scream the wind was knocked out of her again by the removal of her second wing.
She was only able to shout pathetically and her eyelids drooped as all her instincts told her to pass out. She couldn’t lose consciousness, what if Rarity came to save her and couldn’t carry her away by herself? She had to stay awake, because surely her three captors were lying. Rarity would come for her, and even if her wings and the rest of her friends couldn’t be saved, they could still be the same happy friends they had been…
The blue pegasus tumbled backwards, holding the large purple wing in her mouth. She flew over to the orange unicorn, who was now holding her dismembered wing in her magic, and gave her the wing. “Remember, the boss wants these intact.”
“I know, I know.” The orange unicorn took both the alicorn wings and looked back at the purple now-unicorn. “One more thing…” she placed her forehooves on the table, getting good angle to see Twilight’s face. She was starting to drift off, struggling to stay awake. The orange mare grinned wickedly. She pulled back her forehoof, aiming carefully, and put as much power into it as she could. Her hoof made contact with the base of Twilight’s horn. There was a crack, and the whole thing fell off, leaving a tiny stump.
“These sell for a lot on the black market.” The orange unicorn explained, picking up Twilight’s horn. “Anyway, let’s finish this up.” She levitated the wings and horn over to the green pony, who took them. “Wash them up, the boss is supposed to be here any minute. She said she would come at midnight and that she wanted everything taken care of by then.”
“We cut it a little close, didn’t we?” the pegasus landed on the knife table again, sighing. “Wow, I never knew how hard tearing a wing off could be. I only ever cut them off.”
“Well, princess-no-more looks as though she agrees.” The orange pony said. “About the tearing off a wing being hard thing, not the cutting off pony’s wings thing.”
“W-why… oh Celestia why…?” Twilight murmured weakly as everything went black.
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The green unicorn scrubbed the last speck of blood off of the large, purple wings. She lay them on the towel along with the remains of Twilight’s friends. Or, most of her friends that is.
“I know why.” She said softly. She was speaking to a white unicorn mare standing next to her.
“Know… what, my dear?” the unicorn turned to look at the blood-drenched green mare, flicking her curly purple hair as she did so.
“I know why you blabbed. I know why you did all this.” The green pony set down the purple horn she had just picked up. She looked seriously at her boss. “Boss, Rarity, you did this all because of your own selfishness.”
Rarity looked down at the remains of her friends again. “… Please explain how you came to this conclusion, Miss.”
“It’s really all guesswork. You always wanted to be a princess; you’re more closely related to royalty, you’ve courted countless princes, you’re more into fashion, and you’ve studied everything to earn your princesshood. But you lost it when Twilight got her wings. You were jealous beyond belief, weren’t you? Twilight didn’t deserve to be a princess, she wasn’t fit for it. It should have been you in that position. So you gave us a mission.
“You thought that since we killed all the time, we would know how to give you one of the many pegasus wings we have. But we couldn’t give you working wings; the only way for you to be an alicorn would be to have alicorn wings. You couldn’t have normal pegasus wings; that was the point of the temporary wing spell being butterfly wings; unicorns couldn’t have normal wings. It just didn’t work. And the only alicorn you wanted to lose her wings was your friend. You told us to cut off her wings and give them to you. Twilight’s memory would be modified so she wouldn’t remember what had happened and tonight would be blank, and a few days later you would pretend to wake up a princess. You would pass it off as fate saying you deserved to rule and not Twilight.
“But after the process was half done, after we had ponynapped her, you realized you were in too far to go back. You realized that your friends would one day learn of your secret, and when that happened, they would not only see the horrors you’ve committed for fashion, but the horror you committed for yourself. When they found out you were the one who took away Twilight’s destiny, they would hate you and shun you. The only thing worse than having your dreams of being a princess taken away was the thought of losing your only friends.
“Well, you couldn’t have that happen, now could you? You couldn’t back out now; Twilight was going to lose her wings, it was just going to happen. So you had to find some way to fix all of this. And your idea was to get rid of your friends before they could break your heart. You told them you had overheard somepony taking Twilight, and they rushed to her aid so fast they didn’t even notice you staying back. You knew we would be able to take them; we killed them relatively easily. You asked us to keep your friends’ remains intact so you could make some sort of jewelry out of them to make sure they were always by your side.
“And now, Twilight’s memory will be erased. She will wake up with her horn broken and her wings gone, not sure what happened. You will come comfort her and tell her to take a few days off her princess duties. In a few days you’ll have wings, Twilght’s wings but recolored and magically attached, and you will be the next princess. You will wear your dress made of your friends to your coronation, and nopony will wonder about the unique coloring because it’s you; the best dressmaker in all of Equestria. Your friends will be considered dead and Twilight will become your right hoof, unable to leave your side with fear of losing you as well.
“Am I wrong, boss?” the green unicorn finally finished. She blinked slowly, eyes never leaving Rarity. The white unicorn was now on the concrete floor, clutching one of Twilight’s now blood-free dismembered wings.
“Y-you are n-not wrong a-at all.” Rarity sniffed, hugging the wing close to her. “That’s o-one h-hell of a guess.” She sniffed loudly and tears poured onto the purple feathers. She sat up and laid the wing carefully on the towel before she ruined it. “… I-I…I…”
Rarity turned to look seriously at the green unicorn. “I regret…”
There was a pause.
“I regret…. I regret… I regret…”
“You regret what?” the green mare asked, finally locking eyes with the white unicorn .
“I regret not doing this sooner.”
The End