Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot

by Equimorto


Inter Bell

"Have you ever wondered what it's like to eat a pony?"
"Horrible?"
"No, seriously, think about it."
"No, seriously, I don't want to think about it. If there was a dead pony, and there was no single other source of food anywhere sufficiently close, and I was starving to literal death, then maybe I would consider eating another pony. There are no other conditions where I would do it and I don't want to think about it."
"I think I would try."
"I think the battle fucked with your brain."
"I wouldn't go out of my way for it, but I think I would try. I wouldn't kill of course, and I wouldn't go steal from some random corpse. But if someone happened to offer me pony meat? The pony's already dead and it's already being eaten, at that point I would try."
"I'm pretty sure the only things that eat pony meat wouldn't be offering to share, they'd be trying to eat you instead."
"You can't know for sure."
"So what? Are you willing to find out? I wouldn't hang out with someone who's eating my kin."
"Well maybe I am. I can't imagine they'd be foolish enough to just kill me, that would seem suspicious."
"And how would they get the meat? And how would it be any smarter to let you go once you know about the meat?"
"Well I'd be eating it too. We'd be in it together. In fact, maybe it shouldn't even be a species. It could be a group of like-minded ponies or other creatures who all agree they want to eat meat. It might not even stop at ponies. We could eat other species too."
"Dude, you're actually scaring me. And anyway, how would you get the meat? You need to kill ponies for that, you can't just grow it on trees."
"Well ponies die anyway all the time. Although most of that is from old age or diseases, and that's probably not good for the meat. I was thinking we could maybe get willing sacrifices. There's gotta be somepony who wants to be eaten, if there are ponies who want to eat other ponies."
"You're kidding."
"No seriously think about it. There has to be somepony out there who'd be okay with that."
"And you'd eat them? You'd kill and eat another pony because they were okay with it?"
"Well they'd be happy, and I'd be happy, so I really don't see why anyone should be unhappy."
"They'd be dead."
"And they'd have died happy, for something they believe in, on their own terms. Who could ask for a better way to go?"
"You're insane. Actually insane. I should report you."
"For what? I haven't done anything yet. I was just, you know, speaking hypothetically. Nothing wrong with that."
"I think there were several things wrong with that, actually. And I think the captain might agree. You're probably getting therapy, and at least a vacation. Lucky you, honestly."
"I just said I wouldn't mind eating pony."