I looked at the small box held in my hands. It was quite heavy, really, after being carried all this way through the rain.
"Won't be long now, little one," I said, gently. The mewling sounds carried on, along with scuffling and kicking. She was hurt, that much I could tell. She was a very, very special little equine-shaped creature. I had found her a half-hour ago, wailing piteously in the alley, trapped in a cardboard box. Where she had come from, I didn't know. Who she belonged to, I had no idea. I guess now she was mine.
Wings, hooves - a pegasus, it seemed. Her coat was blue, but her mane and tail - oh, they were gorgeous! Even though they were dishevelled, the light in her eyes and the firey temperament endeared her to me.
She had held one hoof out, unwilling to let me near it, unable to put weight on it. This, this alone, this pain she was in, led me to risk a trip to the vets.
"And what do we have here then? Oh my! A little... horse? No, a pony!"
"Yes ma'am, I... can you keep this a secret? I mean, she's hurt an' all, and I need you to help her - you can help her, can't you?" I asked the vet. The vet was an older lady, a thin pair of spectacles on the bridge of her nose. She looked down at the weakly mewling blue lump held in my shaking hands.
"Oh my deary me, yes, I can help her. I won't be a minute."
I smiled happily, stroking the little creature's mane softly, crooning to her. The vet returned, with a hypodermic.
"It... it won't hurt, will it?" I asked.
The vet shook her head, "No, no, not at all." The needle was jabbed in to the scruff of the little blue creature's neck. She yowled, and fussed, I soothed her.
"There, there love, it didn't hurt, did it? Not really, huh?" I looked back up at the vet, "Now what?"
"Now we wait."
"What for, will her leg stop hurting? Then you'll put a cast on it?"
"Cast?" The vet shook her head, "No, no, an animal like that, with a broken leg? I've put her down, love. She'll pass away peacefully, she won't be in any pain. See? She's already falling asleep."
I looked down in horror at the lump, she had stopped shivering, and seemed to be wavering to and fro. She suddenly slumped, her eyes closing. She hiccuped once, breathed in a shallow breath... and went still.
On the bright side though, I wouldn't need to pick up anything for dinner.
I WEPT TEARS
SO MANY MANLY TEARS SHED ON THAT DAY
You made me cry during class. Jerk.
story of the year 2013
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T HAVE TO PICK UP DINNER
Bring on the hate comments...
... This was pure win, and pure evil. All at the same time.
um
That awkward moment when a pegasus, which is a mythological creature that is believed doesn't exist is put down just because she broke her leg.
Extreme vet derp.
Decently written, but way too cynical for my tastes. Also, misleading story description is misleading. "Heartwarming" my !
I've been double-crossed!
And that's how Equestria was unmade
ALL MY TEARS
Coming to your house with a shotgun~
...
That was one of the hardest punch in the face I've ever had. Wtf?
You, my friend, are an evil, maniacal, cynical bastard. I salute you
Heartwarming my ASS! Goddamnit, you killed a filly Dashie!
I must admit, I've done worse, but that isn't the point. You killed a LITTLE FILLY! FILLY DASHIE! FUUUUUUU---
I cried buckets of tears. This was so heartwarming and moving, to know that people are willing to do their jobs as veterinarians just warms my heart to levels not yet described by our greatest scholars. Thank you for writing such a magnificent and tantalizing story. Surely, this perfected piece of prose will go down into the annals of history as the greatest opus to have ever graced this Earth. I truly thank you.
Seriously though, it was pretty hilarious. Already, the angry and dense comments have been amazing to read so far. Kudos, 5/5.
225246 lol nice
Hmm...While I like the concept, I don't think it was executed all too well. There wasn't much development. I never got a chance to get attached to the Dashie in this story, so I wasn't upset at all at the end.
THAT WAS NOT NICE AT ALL
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You should check yo self, before you wiggidy wreck yo self.
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You too broski.
I feel so terrible for laughing right now.
THIS IS WHY I DON'T TRUST DOCTORS
Or nurses.
Or dentists.
Or chiropractors but that's more for a different reason
confound these conflicting emotions
Well, that didn't turn out quite the way I expected it...
And on a completely unrelated note, I'm suddenly feeling very sick.
I humbly request you keep this story going, one way or another. That's just too damn sad. Maybe ponies have an immunity to the stuff she got injected with??? Please??
When the rest find out, there will be fire, screaming, and cupcakes.
WWWHHHHHYYYYY!!!!
*Darth Vader yell* NNNNANANAAAAAWWWWWOOOO!!!!
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Nope, they're extra susceptible to it. She's DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.
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What. The, Hell?
Why would you eat Rainbow Dash!!!
It's funny because this is about ten times better than the original fic.
Author, I love you.
225366 It would be the most awesome meal ever.
Sequel, by eating her he turns into a horrible pony-x-human mutant monster with Dashie powers.
I also suppose I should be glad that he just put her down instead of f--king her brains out? I was expecting the latter.
So... thank you? I guess?
I laughed for wayyyyy longer than I should have. Heck, I really shouldn't have laughed at all. It reminds me of the depressing weeks that Cyanide and Happiness do. Dark, dark humour. I freakin' love it, hahaha.
Is it bad I laughed from the horrifyingness (Is that even a word?) of this story? It... was just... Oh, who cares. Still, it was funny in a horrifyingly cruel way. But seriously, that last sentence made me almost punch your avatar. You don't have to go that far, and wouldn't eating an animal that just got put down be... Oh, I dunno, bad? Since the poison stuff is still there?
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You're right; it really does remind me of something out of a Depressing Comics Week. Has anyone crossed C&H with ponies yet? Because they should.
WTF was that?!
Rainbow Dash is best dinner?
dude, wtf you're a total hoovehole. thx for trolling haha you win NOT you lose at life. You may have tagged it with sad, but it's definitely not "heartwarming".
Wow... that was some arrival. I thought for a minute there, it's going to be okay, then.... blam!
That's some dynamic entry man, I am undecided if this is a touching story or..... something else entirely?
BTW, what does the color of the rainbow taste like?
Well I did the following
Cried
Tried to stop crying
Read last sentence
Screamed
Cried more
You sir, made me cry more in the past 5 minutes, than I have in forever...
YOU FUCKING ATE HER?
So... how do they taste...?
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I've never killed a filly before.
the last sentence, WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!!
Saw it coming
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>implying any of this is real
>implying this isn't a fanfic based off the saddest (in a "OH I LOVE DASHIE SO MUCH PLEASE COME INTO MY LIFE" sense) story since Past Sins
Seriously, stop being all butt frustrated at a story.
>inb4 trying to greentext on fimfiction