Test Tube always liked to work at night. The darkness seemed so plain and simple. The best part was that it made everything seem slower, and it gave off an air of peace. She looked down at her blueprints. It was time to bring Rainbow Dash back to life. Around her surrounded the best part of Test Tube's home. The laboratory. It contained shelves of all sorts of things. One rack had about a dozen conical flasks, and another contained brown jars which were filled with body parts of already dead animals Test Tube came across. There was so many shelves and types of items, it would probably take a minimum of two hours to describe.

"It'll probably take the rest of the night. Don't you agree?" Test Tube asked her small companion. It was a small bird, made of multiple slabs of metal. Its name was simply I.A.P. (Intelligent Avian Prototype) He (as Test tube would like to refer its gender as) was modeled after a mix of a road runner and an Iago sparrow.

"Calculating...Positive. However, this does not include bathroom and food breaks." The metal bird chirped.

Test Tube groaned and pushed the thought away. As long the project was done, she would be satisfied. "How much of the night will it take?"

"Approximately nine hours." IAP replied.

"Well, I better get started!" The scientist cheered. Test Tube hauled Rainbow Dash from the dark colored body bag and laid her down on top of her tungsten-platinum table. She strapped on the gray goggles she always wore and tied her messy green mane back. There was no time to lose.

"Hey Bon-Bon! I heard you liked cupcakes, so I made you some! Come in, come in!" A certain pink pony warmly invited.

"Well. I supposed it couldn't hurt. You ARE the best baker in Ponyville." Bon happily agreed. She took a step into the bakery.

"Here, sample one for me! I'll go get some punch, okay?" Pinkie called to the multicolored pony, bouncing away.

Bon-bon took a purple cupcake off the marble counter top, examining its elegant features before taking a bite. She opened her mouth to take a lick of the icing when she instantly became lightheaded. The bakery swirled before her eyes, and collapsed to the floor.

Pinkie heard the thud and came out from the wall she was hiding behind. Perfect. She dragged the pony to the basement, shaking with excitement. What should she do first? Rip out her voice box? Perhaps she could get her protégé to spoon out her eyes? Nah, if Applebloom did that, it would ruin the show for her guest. Pinkie glanced at the wall clock. "7:13 P.M...She should wake up by 8:54 P.M. That means I have forty-one minutes to plan everything out! Yay!"

The party pony hauled her victim down the steps. She placed Bon-bon in the middle of her tabled, tying down her legs. She looked down at her list, rereading the procedure that she had to go through before making another batch of cupcakes. It read:

1. Get Applebloom to help you prepare

2. Clean and sharpen cutting utensils

3. Plan what to do in which order

4. MAKE CUPCAKES!

Applebloom was very precise when it came to getting to places on time. She should have been here an hour ago; Pinkie always made her come early so she could help at all times. "Applebloom~ Guess what! It's time to get bakin'!" she announced. "...Applebloom? Our guest can wake up at any moment!"

...Strange. Pinkie guessed that Applebloom may have been in the 'special ingredient storage room.'

"Applebloom! If you are playing a joke, I'll have to keep you fro-" There laid her apprentice, soaking in a pool of a crimson-colored liquid. She looked quite disfigured. Half of her teeth were missing, and her lips were coated in a layer of blood. Applebloom's neck bone was visible, and was seen to be snapped in half, just like a pencil if it was coated in a red body fluid.

"You couldn't even take care of one invader, could you? You're better off dead if you can't handle a situation like this. Well, I suppose you can still be made into a cupcake. Aren't you glad? You can be made into the yummy pastry that you loved to help make with me!" Pinkie giggled. "I wonder what you'll taste like!"

It couldn't be helped. Might as well carry on preparing for number 38.

Test Tube was almost finished with Rainbow Dash. By now, the once athletic pony regained wings. Sure, it probably took about two hours or so, but how could Rainbow Dash be Rainbow Dash without wings? The wings looked similar to a bat's with a blue-silver tint. Her eyes were no longer a rose color. Instead, they were replaced by steel artificial eyeballs. They had a night black color, with a glowing crimson pupil. The parts Pinkie Pinkie had ripped and sowed shut were replaced by metal plates. There was a plate on the pegasus' cheek along with her right front leg made of an alloy of steel and nickel. In addition, the pegasus' other front leg had a hoof made of titanium. Her left hind leg was in the same state as the right front leg. Her last leg was half constructed of the same mixture of steel and nickel. Her cutie mark was ripped off (Pinkie Pie had added it her awful dress of cutie marks and wings), so Test Tube had the liberty of spray painting a slab of scrap metal, and screwing it on Rainbow Dash's thigh. Her innards were replaced with various scraps of metal Test Tube found around her lab. Her brain was removed, and a collection of chips took its place. Lastly, Rainbow's belly was armored with high tensile steel.

"IAP, come here. I need to hook you up to Rainbow Dash, alright?"

"Yes master." The metal bird came running up to Test Tube. She started to dig through a drawer under

Test Tube plugged in a bright red wire from IAP's forehead to the lifeless pony's back. "Alrighty then... Run tests IAP."

The bird's usually jet black eyes glowed a firey red pigment.

"Specimen being processed

…...

Physical Activity matches a Pronghorn Antelope.

…...

Viruses in brain...negative.

…...

Body parts will function as an average pony's

…...

Memories and emotions being erased."

Test Tube nodded. She wanted to erase Dash's memory and emotions for a few reasons. First of all, Pinkie had been great friends with Dash before her death. If she remembered these times, Dash may be hesitant to perform the task Test Tube has planned for her to do. Even without memories, Dash will be certain to regret for carrying the task in hand (err...hoof.).

"3RR0R.3RR0R.3RR0R.3RR0R. CORRUPTION AT 65%..65%...68%...70%...62%...73%" IAP screeched. His eyes flashed a complication of colors.

Green. Red. Silver. Blue. Repeat.

Test Tube's light teal eyes enlarged so much; it could be compared to a tire. "No! This can't be happening! Dash should be functioning PERFECTLY! Why is this?" she yelled, with a hint of despair in her voice. Wait! Maybe she can turn this around! She hurried to the super computer that Rainbow Dash's many wires were plugged into. Her hooves went into a flurry of taps and clicks, searching for a solution. Her mind was racing, and sweat ran down her forehead.

"Memories& unable to go under deletion! If left alone, Rainbow Dash may recover corruption. Specimen may become completely corrupted if deletion goes underway. Proceed?" IAP suddenly chirped

"No! Let her keep the memories if she must!"

"...Scan complete."

"Give her the shock to bring her to life! NOW!"

IAP obliged and ruffled his feathers, crouching down low to brace for the process. In the blink of an eye, he gave the pegasus 1600 volts of electricity pumped into her chest. The flash given from the process nearly blinded Test Tube. Fortunately, she was still wearing goggles.

Groggily, the pegasus blinked open her eyes. "If this is heaven, it definitely needs some work. I imagined it to be a lot well, cloudier. Wait... who are you?" Rainbow struck out her neck.

"Woahwoahwoah. Chill. Let me disconnect these cables first." Test Tube moaned. She have preferred Dash not to have emotions, but nooooo. Couldn't get what she wanted. The unicorn gently pulled out each cable, one by one. "There! I'm Test Tube!"

"But you're alive! I saw you yesterday when I was pulling a few pranks!"

"Well, no duh. I brought you back to life! How does being brought back feel?"

Rainbow Dash nearly fainted.

"Wait...WHAT? YOU BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE? DIDN'T PINKIE PIE MAKE ME INTO A CUPCAKE OR SOME SICK DEMENTED PASTRY OR SOMETHING? HOW THE HECK DID YOU EVEN GET MY BODY FROM THAT HORRIBLE BAKERY? You better have some explaining to do missy, or I'm going to beat you down!"

"IAP wouldn't agree." Test Tube calmly replied, pointing to the robotic bird.

It had a mini flamethrower on its back. "Looks small, yet the concentration of the heat could melt platinum. So shut your trap and I'll explain."

Rainbow Dash simply let out a whimper.

"Okay. Because I'm a nice pony, I'll answer your questions." Test Tube rolled her eyes. "Yes, I brought you to life. She didn't make you into a cupcake. When I was fixing you up, there was stuffing in your body. She probably wanted to preserve you or something. I got your body by investigating in the basement. Well, I suspected Pinkie Pie was the cause of all the disappearances, so I wanted to see if it was true. Just in case, I brought a body bag so I could bring you back. I had to kill Applebloom too; I mean, look at this!" Test Tube pointed to her bandaged leg. "One crazy filly if you ask me. Tried to KILL me! So answer my last question. How do you feel?"

Rainbow Dash looked down nervously, timidly answering her question. "It feels fine. I feel just like normal...And how did you even get me back to li-" when she saw a couple of metal pieces on her hooves. "Mirror. Please..."

"IAP?" Test Tube called.

IAP returned with a brick colored small hand mirror. The green pony snatched it up, and turned the face toward Dash. "Well, now that you're a cyborg, you can be more resistant to attacks and injuries."

Dash screamed in horror. She had to admit she looked pretty cool, but still. She got turned into a part pony, part robot. "What the heck? And you killed Applebloom? What's Applejack going to say?" she paused for a moment and looked more intensively at the mirror. Wings? She extended them out, and her scream of horror switched to a squeal of delight. They were so much bigger than her old ones, and looked much more durable. Perhaps she could go report to the police, and after that, her life could return to normal! Her friends just had to get used to her new form, and everything will be well again. She would still have the chance to be part of the Wonderbolts! How could they turn her down with the tricks she could do with THESE babies?

"There's more to your new enhanced wings. This will be enabling you to complete the task I need you to do. You now have retractable claws."

Rainbow Dash looked at Test Tube strangely. What task? Even so, she was glad to be back from the depths of death. She switched out her claws. They reached to be around five inches and were made of and alloy of chromium and iron. "What kind of task do I need to do that needs these claws anyway?" She asked, finally calming down.

Test Tube set the mirror down on the table and had a grave expression etched on her face.

"Kill Pinkie Pie."

A/N: Sorry for the repeated upload, but since the doc got bugged up, I had to fix some errors.

Dun. Dun. DUNNNN. An update so soon? Yeah. I have no life :'D. I realized that there is a story on deviantART that is like this. I SWEAR I didn't copy their idea. I guess great minds think alike. Please review and critique my writing. If you were wondering, Test Tube's cutie mark that was mentioned in the last chapter is a flask. Lastly, I have barely any knowledge of writing about building robots or anything, so if you wanted to read about Test Tube building, sorry :

Thank you for reading (=¬=)^

To a reviewer: The thumping heart was Test Tube's. Yes I do have a deviantART, It's IronicJelleh if you were wondering o^o