Previously: Dots has proven to be a pony of many abilities ever since Twilight and her friends met her. She has according to herself been chasing Soul Hook's heart for over ten years but still failed over and over again. She manages to scare away the usually indifferent Soul Hook, crushes Winter Breeze's self-esteem and to top it all off pisses Rainbow Dash off in all ways possible. However, Twilight is still insistent to let the scarlet mare Dots stay at the library during her search for Soul Hook. In the meantime, Fluttershy and Berry Punch walks into a horrifying scene in one of the doctors offices...

A single word

The reflection of a white stallion's muzzle could be seen from the sharp steel covered in blood. The eyebrows on the serious face narrowed as he moved closer, revealing the golden armor dressing him from head to back.

"And you found her like this?" the strong stallion asked and glanced at the plum mare standing next to him. He implied for her to answer if she really found the white earth pony mare with a scalpel stuck in her throat.

Berry Punch couldn't remove her eyes from the dead body laying on top of the desk. She laid there on her stomach, seeming to sleep if it weren't for the wide-open, dead eyes without any sparkle. The white neck was covered in blood and had been dripping like this until a noticeable puddle stained the floor around her. A thick layer of the scarlet substance had dried into her beautiful, long mane.

"Yeah... I did..." Berry answered, still shook up after her gruesome discovery together with Fluttershy. Speaking of shook up ponies, she looked over her shoulder to see the pony she was most concerned of. The mortified pegasus was outside in the hallway, curled together into a yellow ball and stroking her pink tail. A male investigator sat right next to her. He had been trying for ten minutes to get a single coherent sentence out of her, only to remain sitting with an empty note block in his hooves.

"Did you see anypony leaving the office before you came in here?" the male guard asked further, leaning away from the cold body.

"No... nothing, I mean... n-nopony" Berry responded with a lack for words. She gave the guard no other choice but to sigh and walk up to the earth pony.

"Then I'm afraid I have to ask of you to remain here until it's your turn with the investigator. We have no suspects so far, so we'll need your full cooperation. Is that clear, mam?" his deep voice declared. Berry Punch didn't feel like messing things up so she simply nodded. The male guard nodded his head back and walked out of the office, leaving Berry all tensed and worried. She didn't want to stay in the same room with the pony lying there, all lifeless and staring at her...

"You can wait outside, mam" the guard sternly informed Berry, queuing her to instantly walk out in a sickened manner. She inhaled the air out in the semi-sterile corridor with closed eyes, only to accidentally eavesdrop on a nearby conversation between another investigator and the same guard she just spoke to.

"Any word of Doctor Stable?".

"No. And that's the oddest part, sir. Several coworkers and even a few patients claimed they had seen him walk into his office a few hours ago and they didn't see him after that".

"But he wasn't in there. And there are no other exits in the room".

"I told you it was odd...".

The door with the candle light sign opened slowly, creaking in silence as it let inside a small figure with pink scales and slit-irises. A young dragon who looked around in the library room before taking his small steps inside. The coast was clear to him. Now he could smile comfortably and close the door behind him and...

"Hi there" the pony who recently was covered by the door greeted, sending Spike three foot up in the air, screaming in surprise. His horrified eyes turned to see if it was Twilight who had discovered him, only to be even more surprised.

A tall, scarlet pony with a ridiculously long, black mane covering the right side of her muzzle and reaching down all the way to her knees. Spike stood still for a moment, doing a quick-search in his memory. No, he didn't recognize this one.

"Who... w-who are... you?" he asked, still frightened due to the atmosphere around this tall mare.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, tee hee hee!" Dots giggled and took a step forward, extending her fore hoof to him. "My name is Dots. I'm just going to stay here for a little while".

Spike looked at the gentle hoof reaching for him. He saw the gentle smile on her face and even kinder eye. He thought her mane was just in the way for her so he didn't bother asking. Instead he managed to grow a weak smirk of his own and reached for the scarlet hoof. His fingers touched the tip...

A flash struck by Spike's head, showing him the shock-image of Dot's hoof covered in blood and her sharp teeth grinning viciously at him.

At that exact moment, he pulled away and gasped for air like he had been running several miles. Dots stood still with her hoof still in the air, looking confused over the baby dragon's behavior. "Something wrong, Spike?" she asked obliviously.

The mentioned dragon was about to say it was nothing. That was until he realized he WAS mentioned. He furrowed his eyebrows in an unintentional defensive manner, watching suspiciously at the stranger. "Wait... how do you know my name?".

Dots was never given a chance to explain. As soon as she raised a hoof to her chest, the door at the top of the stairs, unveiling a purple unicorn with a tired expression.

"Alright, Dots. I fixed the bed for you and..." she cut herself of while walking when she saw her assistant standing in front of her guest. First she wanted to introduce her, then she wanted to scold him, then she wanted to just forget it all and walk back inside because of this day...

"Oh, hi Twilight! I was just introducing myself to your assistant" Dots said, cheerfully as always. Twilight found her personality nice and welcoming in most cases. Sadly this was one of the fewer cases. Her day had been so long ever since she woke up this morning. First it was Spike's cocky behavior, Soul Hook's visit, the three-way at the farm, sex with Rainbow Dash, visiting the hospital, learning everything about Dots and Soul Hook, and for the love of Celestia could there not be more?

Of course it could. To finish it all off, a murder was committed at the hospital. She was alarmed by Fluttershy's extreme high pitch echoing down the hallway back then. But when she got over there she was immediately forced to leave due to the hospital's security guards. Berry promised to take care of her during the investigation and afterward, but also recommended her to leave. It was awful, just plainly awful.

In the end she just stood there with a hanging head, forgetting to care about anything. Even the fact Spike was now even more confused due to Dots' odd ability.

"Dots, Spike; Spike, Dots" she introduced meekly, turning around to her bedroom again. "You two can talk and... introduce you further to each other. But she probably already know everything about you, Spike" she tried making sense without actually doing it. "Anyways... * yawn *... I'm going to bed now".

That line cause Spike to quickly turn his attention to the lavender filly who almost left him alone with the other, rather creepy pony.

"Uhm.. about that, Twilight. I'm... er, going away for a while... again" he explained in an unsure tone. However, that was everything Twilight needed to hear. Suddenly there was a little energy around the corner of her mind. Even enough to look over her shoulder.

"What? Vacationing so soon again?" she asked annoyingly having already too much on her mind to lose her assistant now of all times. Spike shook his head, however still insistent he had to go leave. "Princess Celestia has called me. She wanted me to... er, to help her with...".

The silence was deafening when the little dragon couldn't find another word to finish that sentence. He was way out of his earlier behavior built on cockiness and independence. Dots glanced at Twilight who just seemed to grow angrier by the second. This couldn't end too well, she thought.

But somehow it didn't escalate to a full war of words and reasons for why everything in this conversation was nutty or something along those lines. Because now even Spike forgot to care.

"Meh... now when I think of it. She never said what it was. Just... uh... that I was going to meet her... in the Canterlot castle" he explained, imitating Twilight in how to make sense and explain properly.

Twilight was however not in the slightest mood and just wanted into get to bed now. Sure, it wasn't that late and she could have sworn there were some more chores for her to take care of. And besides that... no, there was nothing besides that.

"Fine, Spike. But please send me a letter so I know you're okay..." she managed to say before the second yawn and the door closing behind her. She walked over to the bed in a slow manner, longing more and more for the bed as her tired hooves finally got their rest. Throwing herself in the soft bed simply had to be the best thing of today. Of course, it was at that moment she remembered she had forgotten to change the sheets after the session with Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash... that name didn't settle her mind at all. Why couldn't the rad little pegasus understand why she did all this?

Suddenly the door opened, shocking Twilight into a quick turn in the bed. Her eyes immediately landed on the tall mare who had to crouch a little to get inside. The black mane touched the wooden floor, a fact that actually impressed Twilight. Had Dots been growing that hair ever since she was small? No, it couldn't be that long. While she had covered her thoughts in Dots' mane, the door was closed and the distance had decreased between her and the tall mare.

"Everything alright, Twilight Sparkle?" she asked gently, showing great concern through her mere look and tilted head. It was strangely comforting to see a strangers eye locked on like that. After a second of consideration, she reluctantly admitted that look was more comfortable than both Rainbow Dash and Applejack's. Strange, she thought...

"Yes... I mean, no... or..." she tried to make up her mind, sadly failing utterly when she realized her head was one heap of a mess. Worst of all was that she certainly didn't have the energy the explain one bit to Dots. Her innermost wish was just to forget this for now and then never talk about it again.

But she could feel the presence of a conversation brewing up when the tall mare sat down in front of her bed. "Rainbow Dash, I presume?" the soft voice asked.

Twilight was instantly reminded of Dots' unusually strong ability to read ponies by their behavior and body language. She had once mentioned there were those who had given her the advice of becoming a seer. She could make a fortune in difference from when Pinkie Pie tried the same profession, Twilight thought before sighing. "Yeah...".

Dots saw the reluctance in Twilight's only word. She could only watch as she tucked herself under the bed sheet and turned her back against her. There were things this unicorn didn't want to talk about, there were things she certainly hated to think of, and whatever chewed on her mind really didn't want to see the light of day. Unfortunately for that source of reluctance, Dots didn't feel like leaving it be. She crept a little closer and laid her fore hooves on the bed, establishing a slow approach to physical contact.

"I understand you problem, Twili-" Dots had time to say before her host suddenly flipped into a state of anger and turned around.

"I don't want to talk about it, Dots! Go to bed, I'm tired!" she yelled with a hoof hitting her cushion.

"But Twilight, you can't..." the scarlet mare continued in a calm tone.

"Stop! Just... stop! I don't wanna hear about it!".

"You can't ignore it like tha-".

"Can't ignore what?! The fact I'm in a three-way relationship and that one of them is talking about cheating on...".

Twilight's frustrated breathing didn't stop, but her voice truly died out when she had exclaimed the awful truth hidden beneath all the layers of ignorance and momentary denials. Dots joined her host in being silent. She just sat there with her fore hooves on the bed, waiting for the next step of Twilight's painful insight. Any time now, she thought.

"Yes... R-rainbow's... trying to... t-to... ghnn..." she only managed to utter before the first tear squeezed out from her beautiful eye. She had gone through it so many times and it was actually the only thing that really had sucked up her energy during this entire day of adventures.

Soul Hook, Soul Hook, Soul Hook. Rainbow Dash had mentioned that name so many times it nearly hurt her physically. She was so darned obsessed with that colt it practically scared her. Did she still love her? Was it true? Her words meant for reassurance hadn't worked on her even the slightest, not when she keeps nagging about that bloody four-way or penta-way or whatever the bucking pony-hell she wanted it to be like.

In the end, Twilight fell into Dots' warm embrace, throwing her head over the scarlet shoulder covered in black hair and crying out her sorrow in a tidal of emotions. She clenched her forelegs around the warm waist, seeking her comfort and security in this helping pony. She felt so weak and dumb, foaled and betrayed at once, weak and utterly destroyed. She cried out her words, cursing Dash for making her feel like this, going so far she claimed hating her in short sentences. Her most repeated words involved why she never saw this coming.

Dots sat there, listening to every single word her host expressed. Her face was of the indifferent kind, staring out through the window showing the canopy of night. At that sensitive moment, several small veins woke up and started to tense around the covered part of her scarlet muzzle...

Inside the the darkened woods known as the Everfree forest, an equine of the foreign kind walked past the shadowy trees and silent wind. She glanced back at the two saddlebags she carried, counting once again how many stalks of different herbs and plants she had gathered again. The same number like last time she checked. She smiled and kept walking towards the only inhabitable tree in the known parts of the forest. A house decorated with a few masks meant as greetings and windows radiating weak lights.

As she walked inside the cozy house, the familiar sight of her cauldron unveiled itself to her. It wasn't boiling some exotic brew as usual, for now it could only remain silent while she unstrapped the saddlebags and let them fall to the floor in light thuds. However, another pony found more interest in the small containers.

"Welcome home, Zecora! Oh, whaddya got this time?" the earth pony foal asked with her snout a few inches from the stalks in the bags. Her curiosity was quickly quenched by the elder mare opening the bags, revealing the herbs and plants she had managed to gather during her hunt for ingredients this night. Even though Apple Bloom showed interest to the large stalks, Zecora wanted her attention to land on a very peculiar light blue leaf hardly the size of her hoof. Apple Bloom cocked an eyebrow at the weird object, queuing Zecora to explain.

"This, my beloved foal, is a special leaf I stumbled upon outside my actual goal" she rhymed as usual like it was her special talent. Her tone carried pride, something Apple Bloom didn't quite understand. Of course, there were lots of things she still had to learn to fully share Zecora's satisfaction in finding this oddly colored leaf. What was even more obvious was the fact she couldn't be happier for her marefriend's sake.

"Uh... what's it for?" she asked, nearly ignored by Zecora as they both looked at each other for a short while. The zebra cleared her throat and looked at her pad. Suddenly there was an realization asking her why she brought this up from the beginning. Her brain worked its hardest to come up with another subject.

"Uhm... d-don't put your thoughts on such unimportant fact. As rude as it might sound, curiosity did kill the cat" she said, hoping that would be enough to weaken the flame of interest from the yellow filly. As Apple Bloom was about to raise a questioning hoof, she saw the interruption caused by Zecora putting back the leaf in her bag and walking away from her. She followed her all the way to the bed where she saw the two bags being stacked next to each other. Once again she tried to resurrect the subject, only getting introduced to a completely different one instead.

Zecora sighed and turned to her sweet little earth pony, carrying a gloomy expression. "Apple Bloom. I don't mind your long stay, but wont your absence from the farm put your family in even more sway?".

That was a question the little farmer had been trying to avoid ever since that fearsome evening. She still couldn't believe Applejack actually tried to kill somepony, especially somepony she knew her sister loved. A smug smirk dressed her cute little muzzle.

"Shucks, Zecora... ahm sure mah family can take care of the farm without me" she implied and scrapped a hoof on the floor, glancing down to not meet Zecora's gentle eyes scanning her words. "Ah... ahm just a lill' filly... can't help very much".

The elder mare sighed with a smile on her own lips, understanding Apple Bloom felt really uncomfortable talking about her return to the farm; calling herself small was the revealing factor. Yes, she remembered the violence, and the bruises for that part. It was a horrid nightmare she never wanted to live through again. However, that awful moment also contained a happy memory she never wanted to forget. That second her newfound love selflessly used her body as a shield, standing in the way and talking against her rampaging big sister. She cherished that memory like the most sacred herb she ever had harvested...

"Apple Bloom, Apple Bloom..." she said and shook her head, taking ever so small steps towards the anxious filly. "The dusk of your worry never seem to be soon. I must remind you that no matter if our bond of love will be long, the ties of blood are always strong. Your sister's intentions were pure as snow, and can I admit that without feeling low...".

The tiny foal wanted to doubt Zecora's words, but she knew there was no point even trying. This mare had so much more experience thanks to her age and her ways of living. Did she have siblings of her own? Or even a family? Was that perhaps the reason for her loneliness? No matter what the answer was, the striped equine sat down and put her hooves on the soft, yellow cheeks. She kept smiling, resisting the urge to fall into the mists of her lusts when seeing this pure and kind soul.

"Applejack's old behavior you shouldn't loathe, thus she is the most important pony for your growth. The wise should have said she wanted your utmost safety, for her rage was as strong as her unflinching honesty".

Apple Bloom noticed how the mare's muzzle came closer to her for each rhyme she created. She listened to each one, but focusing became harder and harder for each inch vanishing between them. But there was one little thing she managed to misinterpret, a thing that meant a lot to her.

"Ya really want me ta leave that much... Zecora?" she asked on the edge to falling down from the tiniest trace of a happy mood. The adult mare looked deep into the gamboge eyes, beholding the adorable size of each iris growing wider. Because of that question, Zecora had to brush the part of Apple Bloom's mane were her cute rosette sat.

"Saying yes to that question would be a great lie... without you... I would wither and die".

That was everything needed for Zecora to spill over the edge. Her gentle hoof on the soft mane suddenly moved to untie the pink rosette. The raspberry mane fell down over the yellow shoulders, swaying loosely in the air as Apple Bloom's head shot forward. The muzzles of completely different ages met, connecting lustfully with mere lips at first but soon developing into a heating competition between tongues. The oral organs moved forward and pressed against each other, bathing in the sweet taste of a sought mouth. Being the forward one, Zecora wanted to show her full need for this delicious apple by using force in her tongue. The earth pony foal lost her balance and sat down when she felt her own tongue getting pressed against the inside of her chin, creating a bulb visible enough for Zecora to see from her angle.

Apple Bloom slowly lost control in all her legs, forced to step by step lay down on her back with the predatory muzzle extracting her oral juice. The heat grew stronger, guiding the fine zebra to search for new grounds of intimacy. She dropped the connection, but licked her lover's tongue one last time before leaving it in its panting mouth. Zecora already knew were to go, thus not very hesitant about her decision to massage the yellow tummy on her way down between the tiny thighs. She spread the willing hindlegs and inhaled through her nostrils, catching the musky but yet sweet scent of freshly grown apples.

She licked her lips and tasted the soaked pearl, dragging her tongue all over the juicy piece of flesh she soon would devour. Apple Bloom yelped in ecstasy, digging her hooves down on the floor and bucking wildly for a second. She was already halfway cumming just by that single lap over her underage preciousness.

That was exactly why Zecora cherished this certain flower. No matter how many times she consumed and licked it clean, it always tasted like a virgin's flawless petals. She used her fore hooves to spread the wet labia and go further, licking the inside of Apple Bloom's glistering fillyhood. The juices flowed, drenching her tongue enough so she could swallow and keep extracting more. The agile tongue moved into the tight opening, causing a violent shudder in the apple-filly's body.

"Ahhh...oh, Ze-zecora! Ah... ah can't take... hnng... it! Ahh, ahh... hah...aaahh! Oh, dear C-celstiaaahhh!".

By those words from the warm face, Zecora felt her mouth getting the tasty squirts of filly love in it. She didn't stop working, but instead doubled her efforts and grabbed the flailing hindlegs to keep them still while she finally penetrated the tight hole of lust. Her own perspiration stained the warm flower she had chosen to desecrate, covering it in even more soak as she sealed her lips around the area. Apple Bloom whimpered with strong blushes, biting her lower lip and throwing quick glances at the striped mare eating her out.

The orgasm this little filly had lived through wasn't the last one, that was a fact her lover had put her mind on ensuring ever since the first time she laid her hooves on this underage body. She swirled her tongue, widening the tight flesh surrounding her hungry organ in its hunt for the even weaker spot hidden deeper. More love juice dripped from her lips, engulfing dedication to the work like coal meant for the fire.

She felt for a moment there was no point pushing Apple Bloom through this. However, she only had time to hesitate right before the tip of her tongue hit the correct spot. That certain spot that would widen the eyes of every female equine and send continuous streams of lightning bolts through their system. And that spot had been flickered just like it should be.

"Kyaaahh! Oooh! Ah... hah... Ze-ze-zecora! It feels good! Feels so good! Hnng! S-so g-good!" the foal moaned as she felt like floating through an ocean of ecstasy, her wills and concerns ending up like dead tree roots in a dry landscape.

Zecora wanted to smile, but when she confirmed that was the very spot she had been looking for, all attention and focus landed on that... and another one.

With a flicker from her lips, she sucked on the already thrilled pearl and never stopped licking the g-spot within her reach. Her dark hooves clenched harder around the yellow hindlegs, struggling to hold back the power trembling out from them. Apple Bloom threw her head back, gasping like an dying animal thirsting for whatever could keep it alive. Her eyes rolled back as her tongue lolled out to hang lifelessly over the lips, proving just how dead everything else was compared to this overdose of excitement. The ceiling disappeared in a blur from her vision, entering a darkness she found relaxing.

Everything in her young body went numb together with the second climax shaking her mentality dry. A jolt escaped from her brain, lit the doses of liquid love and shot it inside Zecora's mouth. A few drops squeezed out from her stuffed love hole, barely helping the hard-working zebra to get a taste from the fruits of her work.

The tongue continued its duty, flickering furiously over the overly sensitive spot, massacring Apple Bloom's inner in a storm of overheating lusts. She found new ways to stimulate the two sacred areas, shifting between pulling out her tongue and nibble on the pearl, shooting straight back in just to drink the overflowing juices, even going as far as releasing one of the hindlegs so she could try another thing that would be a totally new experience for her beloved filly.

Like a sting from a whip, Apple Bloom nearly closed her eyes and arched her back when the tip of Zecora's hoof massaged her sphincter. She didn't know what to say about the weird caresses or the circular rubbings around her even more prohibited grounds.

Aside from it being extremely comfortable... and exciting.

Since the resistance from Apple Bloom's side was little to nothing, the hoof moved forward and tried to squeeze inside the tight orifice. Zecora heard the whimpers and painful yelps, helping her understand this wasn't going to work without help. Thus, she finally stopped and pulled away her snout coated in female cum and licked her lips. A healthy amount of the sticky substance ended up on her tongue, enough for her to dare try forcing her way inside the filly's lower hole. Her tongue circulated around the opening, drenching it good before even thinking of going further. One last consultation with a mere glance into the sweaty foal's eyes, and the flexible tongue moved forward.

Apple Bloom covered her face with both fore hooves and gasped, gritting her teeth before breathing out in a loud gasp. A quick wave of pain rushed up over her beaches, soon to be utterly covered by the hurricane of pleasure spreading into every last nerve in her body. Every muscle tensed and relaxed at once, sending massive signals of combined reactions to this intrusion. When the votes were counted for, only one thought remained as the winner:

More!

Thus, the little foal moaned out loudly, spitting in the process due to her complete loss of control. She could feel Zecora's tongue inside her warm cave. She could sense all the small flickers and swirls stimulating her rectum so perfectly. A wide grin dressed her lips, accompanied by a few tears streaming down her eyes. She couldn't describe it. What was this? What in the wide world of Equestria was happening to her behind?

Zecora knew, and because of that moved the other idle hoof back to the exhausted pink slit that was her young filly's. She added a good measure of strength to divide attention between both areas. Her tongue slithering inside the rectum and her hoof furiously massaging the pearl and labia.

The battle inside Apple Bloom's head diminished into nothing just like the other times they had done this. Only difference was the extreme sensation of having her lover's tongue inside her butt. She threw down her fore hooves to grasp the striped mane between her thighs, clenching with all the strength that was left. She bucked her hindlegs one last time, keeping them stretched during the last ordeal bucking up her mind. The yellow filly screamed out her moans, irritating her throat to no end as the third orgasm ripped her from the world of the living. Her mentality went blank, her entire body vibrated, and she stopped breathing.

Zecora felt the sweet drops of cum bursting out over her forehead and mane, causing her to slowly pull out her tongue and lick of the nectar within her reach. The rest she simply gathered with her hooves and licked up too. And as the stenches of cum faded, Apple Bloom hit the back of her head to the floor...

Outside in the cold air of the forest, a twig broke beneath the paw of a dangerous predator. The hungry eyes saw its potential victim, the target it had chosen for this late night's hunt. The timber wolf crept carefully closer to the muddy road where it would find the delicious prey. A pony of big size, obviously carrying a whole week's worth of food for itself. The carnivorous beast jumped, lunging itself through the air with wide-open jaws. A trace of drool shedding from its mouth...

But as the predatory instinct was at its peak, everything hit a high wall of extreme hesitation. The dirty paws pressed down to the soaked ground, braking its process into a dead will.

Monstrous eyes.

A haunting gaze searching to the very core of this wild hunter. Horrors and suffocating darkness surrounded its neck, convincing the wolf it actually couldn't breathe. It stared straight back into the shrunken pupils of the pony. Time stood still as it flipped down its ears in fright.

"Get lost...".

The timber wolf's other instinct for survival screamed for it to run away, an order it more than happily obeyed. In a matter of seconds, it scurried away with its tail between the legs into the darkness of the Everfree forest.

The pony snorted and continued its walk along the merely visible road, soon reaching a house he didn't expect to find all the way out here. He had decided to wander until he would reach the other end of the woods, but this house carved from a big tree seemed to have somepony inhabiting it. The masks didn't make any sense to him, but minding their horrid look he decided to keep a hoof ready in case of danger. He walked up to the door and knocked, awaiting the possible answer.

Silence at first. He knocked again. Silence.

Just when he was about to turn around, hoof steps told him that it was too late to walk away. The wooden door opened. But right when he was going to get introduced to whoever lived here, he had time to widen his eyes right after the dart hit him in the neck.

He slapped his neck were the sting hit, but his muscles didn't allow much more than that until they all fell into a state of numbness. His sight faded into black and he fell lifeless to the ground. But as he fainted with the striped forelegs as his last memory, he didn't wonder about a single thing.

Zecora put away the blowpipe, frowning seriously at the downed colt. Apple Bloom walked up next to her, discovering the dark purple color of the male pony's coat. She didn't recognize him at all...

A fit slumber was appreciated by most ponies. But this stallion felt his recent experience very frightening. His eyes flew wide-open with a loud gasp. Sadly he didn't expect the massive amount of light hitting him directly in the muzzle. Temporarily blinded, he yelped out his headache from the sedate his brain just had awaken from.

"What the... where in Equestria am I?!" he yelled and looked at the leather straps suspending all of his legs to the board. He couldn't see anything else than the concentrated light assaulting his eyes. The knowledge of not having a clue about his whereabouts pumped more fear into his brain.

"He-hello?! Anypony there?!" he kept yelling, not caring if he disturbed any nearby ponies. To the contrary, he caught the attention of a pony who had been waiting for a good long while. Jumping up from nowhere, the pony revealed its face right next to the lamp, smiling widely at its company.

The stallion tried to see the muzzle, and soon when he had made out all the facial characteristics, he slowly opened his mouth. "Wait... I... I know you... you've been at the hospital before!".

The pony tilted its head, agreeing that was true. "Wow, I didn't know doctors had such good memory! He he... then you might understand why you're here?" it asked.

It was at that moment when the stallion tried to figure out the resemblance that he noticed his clothes were gone. Everything from the doctors cape to the stethoscope he always carried. Soon he found the clothes and accessorize on the pony, unfortunately just bringing out more question.

"Wait... why are you wearing my clothes? And... er, where am I? Why did you drug me, and what did you do to nurse Redheart?" the stallion asked out of confusion and not to mention the horror growing steadily in every cell of his body. The pony chuckled and looked at the cape, only to turn its attention to the object laying on the floor next to it. A fore hoof reached down to pick it up, maintaining it hidden from the other pony's vision.

"I just thought it'd be fitting to wear it..." the pony said as a shade fell over its crazed eyes lusting for the next step. The object was held up for the stallion, finally revealing the sharp teeth of steel around the circular blade attached to a machinery and a handle. "... this will be a sort of operation, after all... doctor Stable".

The mentioned male widened his eyes at the screeching circular saw getting closer to his stomach. His lungs emptied themselves for the last, bloodcurdling scream...

To be continued...

Author's Note:

Yep, nearly a month since I published a chapter. What you gonna do, sue me?

Nah, but seriously! I hear you guys and I LOVE when you send me messages telling you want to see more of this story. All of that support makes this happen at all, you know. My life just won't stop being busy and stressed. I'm afraid I can only tell you my girlfriend has been very sick as of lately (the past two months, to be honest) and she has needed me quite a lot with everything. Aside from that, I still have school and my family to see every now and then. I don't have that much time anymore that I used to have. Also there was this commission I posted a week ago. The one labeled "Tea", he he...

Anyways, I love all of you guys, and I WILL keep writing and WILL TRY to get it done more often!

Brohoof on ya all!