"Oh Jacky~!" Cupcakes called as she skipped into the room, wearing her newest outfit. She'd made it special for visiting her favorite deranged reality warping clown; wings from Luna stitched onto a pelt from Celestia topped off with a horn cap from Cadence. She looked fabulous, and she knew it.

Pinkie...

Cupcakes froze. She couldn't be hearing that voice. Rainbow was dead. She'd been dead for months. She had a coat made of her feathers in the next room.

Pinkie...why...? Did you really hate me so much..?

"W-what's going on?" Cupcakes questioned, nervously chuckling as she backed up, withdrawing her favorite knife from a pocket inside the dress.

PINKIE!

Cupcakes turned, thrusting her knife forward the moment she saw the blue furred face of Rainbow Dash...and stabbing into Laughing Jack's chest. Jack looked to have been wearing Rainbow's head like a mask, something they both did for fun regularly.

But they never attacked each other over it. The mask fell off, showing a look of shock on Jack's face as he looked down at the knife in his chest, down dripping with blood. "I...I just thought it would make you laugh..." He said, staggering back. "J-Jack!" Cupcakes was in a panic. She'd hurt countless people of all different species, races, genders, etc, but she'd never once hurt Jack, not like this, not yet.

"I-I can fix this." Cupcakes said frantically. She took bodies apart all the time, how hard could it be to put one back together? She pulled the knife out of Jack, regretting it the moment she heard Jack's yelp of pain. His extra long arms began to retract back into him, and his pale face became sickly.

"C-Cupcakes..I'm sorry.." Jack said weakly. "Don't say that!" Cupcakes said in a frenzy, "I-I'm sorry! Please be okay!" Tears stung Cupcakes's eyes, making Jack frown, "Don't cry...laugh..." Jack said, reaching up to brush Cupcakes's hair.

Jack began to laugh that same, psychotic laugh that Cupcakes loved with all her heart. Cupcakes held in her tears, knowing she'd never be able to save her lover. Jack began to hum a tune, his favorite tune, and Cupcakes said the words allowed.

"A-all around the mulberry bush...the monkey chased the weasel...the monkey thought it was all in fun..." Cupcakes sang mournfully, seeing Jack's eyes close.

"Pop goes the weasel!" Jack exclaimed, popping back up with a wide smile, seeming just fine, the knife practically being shot out of his chest. Jack was fine, smiling down at his lover.

"Th-that was a joke?" Cupcakes questioned Jack as he cackled. Jack nodded, tipping his hat with a smile. Cupcakes's mouth fell open. "You...you...you...you are a genius!" Cupcakes descended into a fit of unstoppable laughter right along with Jack.

They pulled jokes like this all the time, but they were still able to surprise each other with it. It helped that they were both well aware of the fact that at any moment, one of them could snap and try to kill the other, quite gruesomely. They weren't afraid of the fact that they would almost definitely turn on each other, they accepted it for what it was and had decided to just go about their lives, loving each other, and having fun until one of them snapped.

This constant wondering if their partner was going to turn always left them open to the other's pranks regarding the subject. They were both mad as the night was unsafe, and they loved it.

"Okay, you totally got me," Cupcakes said when her laughter faded to giggles, "Now what are you gonna do with me~?"

Jack grinned impossibly wide, extending his arm so it wrapped around Cupcakes several times, pulling her close to him. "First, I'm going to rip this pretty dress off your body~" Jack said, arm pulling back, causing Cupcakes to actually spin through her dress as though her body were a blade. Cupcakes continued spinning, colliding with Jack's armchair (the 'armchair from hell' as he called it, a memento from his past).

Cupcakes's eyes continued spinning even after her body stopped. When her vision returned to normal, she saw that Jack had her tied and gagged, her hind legs spread out wide by the rope. She squirmed, enjoying how the rope burned her limbs.

Jack grinned down at her, biting her neck and taking a small chunk of meat from her. Cupcakes moaned into the gag at the bite, desperately wanting another. Jack was more than happy to make the other side of her neck match, taking a bite out of her and deciding she really did taste as sweet as she looked.

Jack pulled on a rope in his hands, causing Cupcakes's legs to be pulled even farther apart, exposing her already soaked pussy. Jack grinned at the sight, snapping his fingers and letting his clothes disappear in a puff of smoke. Cupcakes always loved the sight of all the wounds Jack had, knowing that a few of them had been made by her on various occasions.

Jack lined his hardened rod up to Cupcakes's slit, ramming in without warning and hilting himself in one go. Cupcakes's cry was muffled by the gag. She squirmed, loving the pleasure and pain from Jack's roughness as he began bucking his hips; causing the chair to move back and forth on the floor with each of Jack's erratic movements.

Jack gripped Cupcakes's hips as he rammed into you, digging his fingernails passed her fur and into her soft flesh, making Cupcakes scream against the gag as she came. Jack didn't slow down, and actually got rougher while Cupcakes was still sensitive from her climax. Jack was able to get Cupcakes off again by sending a jolt of electricity through his body into her, a new trick he'd learned for various reasons.

Cupcakes's tongue would've been lulling out of her mouth if not for the gag by this point. And still Jack kept it up. He loved making people hurt, which worked well with Cupcakes loving being on both sides of the pain. It took almost a full hour for Jack to reach his climax, Cupcakes figuring his stamina had been lowered from it's usual standard by the energy taken to pull off his earlier trick.

When he finally did reach his peak, he thrust into Cupcakes as deep as he possibly could before cumming, letting out a torrent of seed. Neither of them were sure if Jack was actually able to breed, and if he was, if he was able to do so with Cupcakes, as they were in fact two distinctly different species. Still, if Cupcakes did get pregnant, they didn't really care. Then they'd have a whole bat-shit crazy family.

Jack removed the gag from Cupcakes and kissed her hard, biting her lips and tongue lovingly, making her bleed into his mouth; a taste he loved more than any other. "Y..you done already?" Cupcakes questioned with a grin. Jack grinned back, his rod getting twice as big (oh the joys of reality control), reaching almost a foot and a half in length. Jack lined up to Cupcakes, wondering how many times he could make her cum if he was just as rough with her ass.

Their screams were heard throughout the night, next morning, and next night. When they finally stopped, both exhausted from the fun and unable to go out to go on a hunt that night, they moved to their bed, limbs coiling along each other lovingly as they held each other in their union of madness.