"Shame," - Twilight downed her gaze into the road underneath her. No longer could she witness the filth that her close dragon-slave has become.
"It is the worst, but I swear I did now know what I was doing!" - the dragon-slave mk2000 answered with teared up eyes.
"So you say. That hot banoonga rarity zingadoy tale is too much to bear," - The princess was sugar coating it. In reality, the scum that her former beloved lizardoid has become, made her reconsider the application of the death penalty in Equestria. Could he after all be allowed to roam scot free? To breath the oxygen and take a piece of that ozone? Should Spike just Kill himself NOW!?
As the tricky moral dilemma gnawed at Pony's restless mind, the due has come to their destination. Rarity's home. For not long though, for can one truly be at home, knowing that darkness touched it. The touch of true evil.
Knock at the door. The unsuspecting victim of emancipation of ejaculation has arrived to open the door.
"Hello, dears," - dead silence followed her lively greeting.
"Nothing dear about this hello..." - the purple neighsayer sayed her neigh.
"I'm sorry..." - Spike clutched his fists.
"What are you sorry about? What is going on?" - The look of concern quickly washed over the face of the glittery pony bait.
"Read, brutha," - Twilight shoved a stack of stapled together pages unto her face.
"An MLP...fan fiction? Oh dear, what is that" - Rarity started skimming through pages, "What is a rim? Well it does start pretty nicely. Just some diary of Spike about us drinking tea together? No, don't quite remember that happening tho...wait...what is he doing there...what is a slopjob?" - With each passing sentence, Rarity's face grew more and more pale. A feat, considering it was white to begin with.
"Why is he smearing me in my own? OH MY CELESTIAL HORSE!" - She threw the pages into the fireplace in a display of primordial horror.
"No Wait!" - Spike jumped to catch the pages
"Woah..." - Twilight narrowed her gaze unto the dragoon, "You were a bit too quick to jump into the fire to save those pages"
"We need to get to the bottom of this. I have done this and I did not want to do this. Something magical is going on. Some mystical force is controlling me!" - Spike grasped every page and put them all together.
"Rarity?" - Twilight noticed that the dazzling glow-up queen was a bit quiet.
Turning around, the alicorn princess saw the silhouette of a horse, hanging from the ceiling on the noose. The deprecation of the sanctity of life in those pages was too much for her. She could never look in the eyes of her friends again. neither will she ever now.
"Wow, Spike...you really did it, huh?"