/random alley in horse town/
/1 day after last chapter/

Now you may be wondering "why is this emo trash just creepily standing in a alleyway sharpening a stone knife" well that my dear reader is because I was hunting. "rats?" You may ask yourself but no I am out hunting any pony that is unfortunate enough to walk by.

I heard hoofsteps walking by and I readied my knife for the third and final kill of the night before I go back to the cave to cook one of them. As he walked by I suddenly jumped from the shadows and plunged my stone knife deep into his back. Covering his mouth to make sure he didn't call for help I dragged him into the alley.

"tastes just like mcdonalds" I thought to myself as I finished off the meal although mcdonalds probably did have horse in there burgers I didn't really care. *sigh* I sighed "I wish I had some rum" I said to myself these horses probably don't even know how to make it... poor bastards.

/scootaloo pov/

Scootaloo was randomly walking through the forest when she saw a wooden doorway where her secret cave was. "hm that's weird" she thought to herself she didn't tell anyone about the cave not even her best friends know about it. She went up to the door to knock and it creaked open "hello?" she said but no one seemed to be home.

She looked around the cave and saw a campfire, a few wooden boxes, some sharp stones attached to wooden sticks and some firewood. She went to the back of the cave behind the to see if her things where still under the big rock when she heard somepony outside.

She hid behind the rock as a strange creature walked in on its two legs carrying a large sack "ah piss" it yelled as it tripped over a rock dropping the sack as it fell. Then it got up and walked over to one of the boxes and pulled out a lighter and it lit the fire on the ground and took a dead pony out of the sack.

Scootaloo realized what this monster was doing as it cut off one of the legs of the dead pony and started to hold it over the fire. She looked around to find a way out of there but she knew there was no way out but the front door.

"tastes just like mcdonalds" the monster said is it took a bite out of the leg. A few seconds later as it finished the leg it sighed "i wish I had some rum" it said "isn't that the new drink big mac made?" She thought to herself. as the rock she was leaning against moved the monster stopped what it was doing and grabbed its knife. It was at this point scootaloo realized...

She fucked up