mylittleterror

[mylittleterror]

Flowers Watered With Blood

Rapheal Shea’s eyes carefully scanned Crystal Iris so that no detail was missed. He never saw an alicorn up so close. Shea let out an annoyed sigh and grabbed some chains from the nearby crate. He then grabbed Iris by his long horn and pulled him to the giant gear that was on one of the machines.

Being the head of The Rainbow Factory came with a lot of responsibilities. No one, except from workers at the factory, must know how the process of rainbow-making is. But some curious eyes saw the truth about them, those curious eyes belonging to Crystal Iris.

“Wake the fuck up!” Shea shouted at Iris, who was now chained to the giant metal gear. The cyan eyes soon opened up and the throat let out a groan. “What... Where am I...?” the tired alicorn mumbled as his tired eyes looked around. Shea grumbled and hit Iris in the stomach. “Gah! What in Celestia?!” Iris quickly regained consciousness. “Shut the fuck up!” Shea growled at Iris.

Iris tried to move one of his legs, but he was unable to do so. Seeing himself chained to something cold and big, Iris tried to use his magic to loosen the chains. His horn began to glow and so did the chains. Shea quickly reacted to this by grabbing Iris’ horn and crushing it with his claw. Iris began to scream and cry in pain. It was unbearable. “Why!? Why...!?” he howled as his horn bled.

A horn of a unicorn or an alicorn is built like a tooth, it’s hollow on the inside and filled with nerves. Imagine breaking your teeth. All of them. And now imagine drinking cold, sour water with said mouth full of broken teeth. Yes, that is how painful it is for a unicorn or an alicorn to have their horn completely crushed.

“Things like you shouldn’t be snooping around MY factory.” Shea hissed and looked inside his claw, at the horn pieces. He threw them away and wiped his paw against Iris’ fur. A nearby crowbar lit up Shea’s eyes. He quickly grabbed it and looked back at Iris, “Let’s count your ribs.” he said with a sadistic grin growing on his face.

Iris was too busy screaming his throat out. “No!! No!! Please Celestia no!!” he cried out, but Shea already began to hit ribcage. With every hit came out a yelp from the past alicorn and with every yelp Shea swung even harder until Iris’ ribs were in shambles. The pain was too bad to handle. Iris soon passed out from the pain. Shea looked at Iris with disgust. He let out a huff and walked away from the chained pony. He had other stuff to do as well, like running the factory.

He entered the restroom and began to clean off the blood from his claws and chest. Some of the blood was already dry, so he used a special soap to get it out from his fur. A factory manager should look well and not like a worker. He needed to look presentable and stylish at least. The door to the male restroom opened and a worker entered.

“H-Hey boss.” the brown pegasus said to Shea, to which he growled at. The pegasus stepped back and spoke once again. “I uhhh... Sorry to bother, but...” he mumbled. “Speak damn it!” Shea shouted at the pegasus. “Ah yes sir! I mean. Do you want us to do something with the alicorn you dealt with?” the brown pegasus quickly said, starting to sweat from the tension and fear. Shea wiped his claws dry and turned to the pegasus. “Feed him to the machine.” he said and left the restroom.

Iris slowly opened his tired eyes. This time, he wasn’t on the gear but on a moving band. He looked around and saw the machines work as he was dragged along the metal band. He let a huff of acceptance. He was ready to die. The band went right into the machine where carcasses of ponies were crushed and cut apart, turned to much in other words.

Shea watched this happen from a platform. His claws on the rails and his tail moving from side to side, he felt slight joy seeing an alicorn being dragged into their ultimate doom. He needed to watch this until Iris was dead, otherwise accidents might happen. Each time gears turned and the hydraulic presses crushed the remains of ponies, they made a satisfying sound.

The band Iris was on ended and he was dropped into the grinding gears. Iris’ body was crushed between them; His eyes popped out of their sockets, his throat split into pieces, his wings fell out of their places and later ground by some gears below. The whole thing was a blood and bone fest. Screams of agony filled the factory once again. The wondrous yells made Shea crack a small smile and let out a happy sigh before he returned to his office.

Rapheal Shea belongs to @tazerpones

Crystal Iris belongs to @missc3poartz

ALL OF THE EVENTS THAT HAVE HAPPENED IN THIS FAN FICTION ARE NOT CANON. THE CHARACTER USAGE PERMISSION WAS GRANTED BY THE USERS ABOVE. 

[mylittleterror]

Spike Tries Digital Art

Twilight Sparkle gifted a tablet to Spike on his birthday. Spike was exited to have been given one. He always wanted something to replace the paper lists that Twilight always had. A tablet would be much more practical and no trees would be cut. But lately, Spike has been interested in art, digital art. Spike was a creative dragon from the start. He liked to draw, play games and just dream. So why not give digital art a shot?

“Alright! Art. Art art art...” he said to himself as he searched the tablet for an app that was a painting app. After searching for a while, Spike decided to use Notes app. On that app, as all of us know, there is a drawing/doodling section. It’s very primitive, but useful nonetheless.

Spike looked at the colors given on the color palette and saw that there were only the colors of the rainbow with their different tones. He frowned and rolled his eyes. “Just like crayons.” he mumbled. And with that, Spike began to draw.

Getting used to the tablet was a bit hard, especially drawing on it. The first thing that he drew was Rarity, his forever crush. This was one of the many times that he drew her, but this looked much more clean and clear. This made him happy, drawing Rarity and all. He soon added himself as well. He drew himself some big wings too! Spike smiled as he would start to draw-.

“What’cha drawing?” Twilight asked Spake and looked over his shoulder. Spike panicked and quickly turned off the tablet. “Nothing! Just ehhh... Looking at the list for tomorrow!” he said and made an embarrassed smile. Twilight let out a laugh and smiled as well. “Of course. We have a party tonight! I’m very glad that Pinkie helped me a bit with the cake recipe, so we are going to bake now!” sh said and pulled Spike to her. Spike let go of the tablet and went to the kitchen part of the library.

The day passed by quickly and it soon became nighttime. The Mane Six and Spike gathered around the table that was in the middle of the library. The table was decorated with candles, delicious pastries and the grand cake. “Wowee! The cake is delicious!” Pinkie Pie said in an excited tune, as always. Applejack and Fluttershy nodded in unison, because their mouths were full. “Awesome! I didn’t know that Twilight could bake.” Rainbow Dash said and looked at Twilight.

“Well, Spike helped me as well, so don’t forget to thank him as well.” Twilight smiled. Rarity looked at Spike, “So that’s why it is fabulous.” she said to him. These words made Spike’s heart flutter. He blushed and looked down at his empty plate. “I uhh... I’ll get you all some more punch.” he said and stood up. Spike left the ponies alone and made his way to the kitchen. “Does anyone taste something odd?” Applejack noted before everything went black for everypony.

Rarity groaned and inhaled the dusty air. She let out two coughs and opened her eyes. The room looked familiar yet not at the same time. “Oh! You’re awake?” a voice said from across the room.

“Spike? Spike, where am I?” Rarity asked when she recognized the male voice. Rarity’s body was quite weak. She slowly stood up, but collapsed a second later. “Gosh, that thing is very strong. You need another minute to rest.” Spike said to Rarity. “I... Where are you...? Where am I...?” she asked him. She heard footsteps come her way. The silhouette of a small being became more and more clear. Spike appeared before Rarity and knelt down to pet her head. “Shh... Everything will be alright. Just rest a bit, okay?” he said to her. Rarity’s eyelids became heavier and soon she found herself asleep yet again.

A loud sound woke Rarity up. She quickly got on her hooves and looked around. The place looked like a dark basement. The walls were made out of wood and the floor was made out of stone. An odd smell of metal filled the air. “Spike? Spike?!” Rarity screamed out. The light in the middle of the basement turned on and spike appeared at the top of the stairs. This was Twilight’s basement.

Spike made his way downstairs and to Rarity. “Spike? What is happening?” Rarity said and tried to move. She tried to pull her back-right leg forward, but was unsuccessful. Her back hooves, front hooves and neck were chained to the floor. “Hmm... Looks like the potion still has their effects. Zecora wasn’t lying.” Spike said as he stood there. Rarity then tried to use her magic, but was unsuccessful as well. “Your horn is bound with an unbreakable spell, Rarity! You will need some extra help to get it off.” Spike said and walked away from her.

Rarity began to scan the room. The basement had a large table in the middle of it that had sewing scissors, leather, big buttons, needles and some colorful threads. Near the curved staircase was something big, covered by a bed sheet. Rarity looked around some anypony else, but she was alone with Spike. 

Spike walked over to the table and sat down on a metal chair. He grabbed some leather, a needle with a thread already in it and began to sew the two leather pieces together. “You’ve been asleep for the past five days. It’s a wonder that you didn’t die of thirst.” Spike said as he worked on the leather. There was silence between them for a few seconds. Then, it clicked in Rarity’s head. She proceeded to scream.

“Help! Twilight!! Heeelp!!” she screamed. “No one can hear you, Rarity.” Spice calmly said. He stood up and got something from under the table. It was a small bowl of food and a cup of water. He grabbed them and walked over to Rarity. She stared at him with disbelief and fear. “Y-You can’t be... Spike...” she said, her makeup running down her face as she began to cry. Spike put down the plate with food and the cup of water down. Sitting down, his dragon eyes stared at her pony eyes. “Please, eat. I will explain everything.” Spike said to her.

Rarity stared at the food and the water. Her head slowly rose up to meet Spike’s eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” she screamed and threw the water with the food at Spike. They landed on him, making him covered in it. Spike stood up and shook off the food. “Guess you’re not hungry.” he said to her and walked to the table. “Why?! What are you doing?!” Rarity cried out. Spike stopped and looked back at her over his shoulder.

“What I’m doing can be explained with one simple word: Love.” he said and snapped his claws. More lights turned on, making the dimly-lit basement more clear. Rarity soon noticed that there were some computer, tablet and TV screens scattered all over the walls. All of them showed one of the drawings of Rarity and Spike. “I drew you exactly two hundred and ninety five times and in all of them you look stunning.” Spike said.

He looked at the screens with a smile on his face. His eyes glimmered with happiness. “You see, since the moment I met you, I’ve always imagined us being together.” Spike said and walked to the nearest screen. He put his hand on the screen and swiped from right to left, making the drawings change from oldest to the newest drawing. “Get me out you maniac!!” Rarity screamed out, which made Spike cringe. He wasn’t expecting her to scream yet again. “And this is not all, dear Rarity...” he said and walked over to the big object that was under the bed sheet. Spike grabbed the bed sheet and quickly pulled it away, revealing a horrific sight.

The Main Six, all except from Rarity, stood in various poses. They looked alive, yet dead. Their eyes were replaced by big and colorful buttons. If you looked closer, you could see the sewn parts and some cotton sticking out of their bodies. “I had to do something about it eventually. But I needed them to be alive as well. So, stuffing them was the only option.” Spike said, “Just look at their faces! They look so happy to see us being together.” he soon added and looked at Twilight. The stuffed bodies of Spike’s friends did look happy, but nothing about this situation made Rarity joyful.

Rarity threw up at the sight of her friends. She backed away and began to weep. Her makeup was entirely gone now, but it was the least of her cares at the moment. Spike looked at her and his smile dropped. “No no no! Rarity! Please don’t cry!” he said and rushed to her. “Please don’t cry. You’re with me, okay? I’ll make you happy, okay?” he said to her and attempted to hug her. Rarity kicked him away with her front hooves when she noticed that he was getting closer. “Get away from me, you maniac!! You’re a murderer!! A psychopath!!” she screamed as she continued to cry.

Furious, Spike got up and spit out one of his back fangs into his hand. “Fine! Stay here. You will feel my love eventually.” he growled and went to the staircase. Halfway to the top, he looked down at weeping Rarity and couldn’t help but to frown. It broke Spike’s heart to see her so miserable. But he needed her to calm down. Spike walked to the door that was on top of the staircase, opened the door and left. He locked the door behind him, leaving Rarity alone.