A few more hours have passed with still no sign of Pinkie Pie. Coop was starting to get pissed. Sure he had killed plenty of nameless ponies, but his true prize was nowhere to be found. "Damn it!" Coop grumbled. "I know I said I like the hunt, but this is ridiculous. Where is that pink bitch?"

"I don't know," Jamie stated. "But there's even more ponies over there."

"Oh, shit!" Coop realized. "Jamie, those aren't just any ponies. Those are the 'Cutie Mark Crusaders!' The episodes starring these little bitches are even lamer than the regular episodes."

"You might say they're 20 percent lamer." Jamie joked.

Kiva gave Jamie a disgusted look, and Coop punched Jamie in the face. "Tch. You might say that if you're a fucking fairy that wants to fuck horses." He wiped some blood from his knuckles "But, yeah, these bitches are lame as fuck. The episodes starring them are all about them trying to figure out what kind of tattoo to wear on their leg."

"Sounds boring as hell." Kiva groaned.

"No kidding, but what's worse, some bronies like them the best. Like bestiality's one thing, but pedo bestiality? It's like wanting to fuck kittens."

"Well fuck! They should die, ASAP!"

"Agreed! Yo, Slutty Mark Crusaders!" No response. "Horse bitches! I'm talking to you!" Coop yelled as loud as he could, and this time he got their attention. When they saw the giant robot, they tried running for their lives, but they were either really stupid, or obsessed with 'friendship' or some shit, so they never split up. That made Coop's job easier.

Coop took off full speed, quickly gaining on the underage ponies. By now, all three of them were crying as they ran for their lives, but within seconds, it was too late. MEGAS was in attacking range. All three had been scared speechless, but Apple Bloom was the first to speak up.

"Please, let us go!" She sobbed, begging for mercy. "We don't want to hurt you, please!"

Coop could barely hold back his laughter, but realized this was a great opportunity to trick them. "Alright," he started. "As long as you three stay out of my way, I'll let you live."

"Th-thank yo-"

"PSYCHE!" In a flash, Coop sent MEGAS into attack mode. Hunched over the three ponies, Coop punched Apple Bloom into the ground over and over again with both fists. The force of the blows smashed her bones. MEGAS' punches compressed the ground as well, making it look like Apple Bloom was pressed into a small crater, but that wasn't all. Each time she was punched, the force sent her trampolining back up into the air, where she was punched again. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle looked on in horror as Apple Bloom was reduced to a bloody pulp in mere seconds, twitching as she barely held on to life. To Apple Bloom however, it didn't feel like seconds. To her, it felt like a year. A year of pure pain.

By now, MEGAS had slightly overheated from the assault, so Coop opened some pores or whatever to let the steam and smoke escape. Then he looked at the other two who still had yet to move, scared completely stiff. Scootaloo was first to return to her senses. "RUN!" She screamed as loud as possible, but in that very instant, Coop took hold of her. Holding Scootaloo in the air like he had done with so many other ponies, he planned something even more devious.

Coop turned MEGAS' other hand into a giant drill this time and pushed it through Scootaloo's hind end. Straight through her young asshole, Coop forced the drill, making a slushie out of various organs. Scootaloo shrieked in complete anguish, unable to feel any other sense besides pain. Coop, Jamie and Kiva laughed until their sides hurt watching the look of absolute pain on the pony's face. Then, they stopped, pulled out the drill before hitting anything too vital and let her drop.

Now, only Sweetie Belle was left, watching as Scootaloo fell to the ground. Still not dead, she lied on the ground trying to scream. Her body was by now mutilated, and her muscles were spasming as she writhed in pain. Coop picked Sweetie Belle up, more gently this time and held her up to the car window to better see her fear and despair. She was begging for mercy, saying "I'll do anything, just please don't hurt me." Coop was unfazed. Giving her the middle finger, Coop grabbed her by the tail, and lifted her up over MEGAS' giant shoulder. Then, he brought the arm down, slamming her full force into the ground. Then, he picked her up again and repeated the process over and over.

By now, all three of the Cutie Mark Crusaders were broken, almost dead sacks of pony flesh, barely breathing. Coop and his friends, by contrast, were wiping tears of laughter from their eyes as they prepared for one final assault. Coop had MEGAS pick all three of them off the ground and this time started wrapping them up like a rope. With their broken bones, they didn't wrap too well, but Coop pulled them tighter, and tighter until their spines started to snap. One by one, all three of them died, the last sparks of life snuffed out as their spinal column was severed.

Coop, now finished here, dropped the mutilated pony thing to the ground and stepped on it as he went on his way to find Pinkie Pie

To be Continued

This chapter is dedicated to Howard Stern, the radio personality who first introduced me to bronies, and the man who let me know how sick and perverted they are. Also, as a side note, I didn't know how many ponies were in the Cutie Mark Crusaders. I looked it up online, and I still don't know if it's 3, 4 or 5. I also don't really care. This show sucks anyway.