- Got bored. Needed to write something absolutely retarded to get my writing motivation back. It's "A Little Piece Of Heaven" with Anon and Fluttershy.
- --
- "Before we start out little tale, I must ask something."
- "Is it truly wrong to take what is already mine and keep it forever and ever?"
- "It was the best relationship I've ever been in."
- "How can I simply let it fall away?"
- "Believe me, I WILL have what's mine."
- >You have been waiting for this night all your life.
- >This is the night you will finally propose to your dearest love, Fluttershy.
- >Although you were forced to change your plans due to two of you running a little late to the restaurant and losing your reservation.
- >A candlelit dinner at home is just as nice.
- >Besides, a public proposal might end up making her nervous.
- >The night was going perfectly.
- >The food, which you both cooked together, was well-made.
- >The wine was a nice touch as well.
- >It was time to make your move.
- --
- >You reach into your coat pocket and pull out a little black box.
- >You spent every bit you had to buy Fluttershy the very best ring.
- >Your hands were shaking a little, you were so nervous.
- >Scratch that.
- >You were absolutely terrified.
- >Suddenly, you freeze up.
- >Your thoughts wander back to just a few moments ago.
- >Everything was going perfectly.
- >Not just this night, EVERYTHING.
- >Your relationship was flawless.
- >You never fought; never disappointed her.
- >Neither did she.
- >You have always been faithful.
- >The temptation to cheat had never crossed your mind.
- >Nor has it crossed hers.
- >It was all... TOO perfect.
- --
- >You decide to take the chance of your life.
- >You rise from your seat and kneel to the ground.
- >You raise the box up and open it for Fluttershy to see.
- >You smile with a confidence you have never shown before.
- >Fluttershy gasped and covered her mouth with her hooves, staring at the ring.
- >You held your breath, anxiously awaiting her response.
- >She smiled.
- >Your heart skipped a beat.
- >A feeling rose from deep within you.
- >This was it!
- >And then she laughed.
- >She's laughing?
- >Why would she laugh?
- >This is serious!
- >She shook her head.
- >"Oh, no. But thank you for offering."
- >Your heart sunk.
- >You dropped the ring to the ground and stared at the floor.
- --
- >"Anon?"
- >You blink and look at Fluttershy.
- >You were still in your seat, the ring box still in hand.
- >Fluttershy was waving a hoof in front of your face.
- >"Are you alright?"
- >You are still thinking about the worst case scenario.
- >Your hand is shaking violently beneath the table.
- "Y-yeah. Just fine," you stammer quickly.
- >This has been going on way too well for far too long.
- >What if you ruin it with this proposal?
- >What if she leaves you?
- >Nothing ever lasts forever.
- >For all good things, at least, this is true.
- >No...
- >This can work.
- >You can make it last.
- >All you need to do is-
- >"Anonymous?"
- >You snap back out of it and focus on Fluttershy.
- --
- "Hey, Fluttershy."
- >"Yes?"
- >You drop the ring to the floor.
- >It lands with a soft thud.
- >Your neck and eye twitch, acquiring a look of concern from Fluttershy.
- >"Are you sure you're okay?"
- >You raise your hand that held the ring above the table.
- >Still shaking, you slam it onto the table and grip your fingers around the knife your hand landed on.
- "We can make this work."
- >Fluttershy was frightened by now.
- >"M-m-make w-what w-work?" she stammered.
- >You slowly lift the knife off the table.
- >You began to laugh maniacally.
- >"Anon?"
- >The horror in Fluttershy's voice was all-too-obvious at this point.
- "It's going to end, but before that can happen, we can prevent it.
- >Fluttershy was wide-eye and terrified.
- >You quickly stand, sending the chair flying out behind you.
- >You reach across the table, but Fluttershy evades your grasp.
- >She bolts for the kitchen, and you after her.
- "Stop! We can keep it perfect, forever!"
- >You sprint for the front door and tackle Fluttershy to the ground before she can fly off.
- >Her screams are covered by the thunder from the storm above.
- --
- >You roll Fluttershy onto her back and raise your weapon high.
- >Lightning strikes, the light gleaming off the sharpened edge and revealing your sinister face.
- >Fluttershy trembles beneath you.
- >She lets out a high-pitched scream as you bring the knife down.
- >A flash of lightning coupled with the earth-shattering crack of thunder sounded overhead as the blade pierced her flesh.
- >The sky let go; heavy rain riddled the ground around you.
- >Fluttershy kicked and struggled against you, trying to escape the relentless assault.
- >All she succeeded in accomplishing was causing you to slash more of her body.
- >At one point, she kicked your hand, deflecting your strike and forcing you to cut her cheek.
- >Her beautiful face was now ruined, and this upset you greatly.
- >You attacked with newfound vigor.
- >Fluttershy's screams and struggles grew weaker.
- >You decide to cease your assault.
- >The countless stab wounds covering her body only allowed sobbing and soft whimpers to escape her.
- --
- "Shh, shh, shh."
- >You press a finger to her lips.
- "There's no need to cry. It's better this way."
- >You run your fingers through her mane, combing back her wet, muddy, and matted hair.
- "Everypony dies eventually. This way, we can be together... forever."
- >You trail the knife lightly up her body and stand it on the top of the blade in the center of her chest.
- "You know you will always have my heart. I just want to make sure I will always have yours."
- >You lean in close and whisper into her ear.
- "I love you."
- >The last of Fluttershy's essence escapes her in one long gasp as the knife slowly penetrated her chest.
- >Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
- >And she was gone.
- --
- >The knife was buried up to the hilt in Fluttershy's chest.
- >You slide it out and dig it back in, pulling and cutting down her torso.
- >Parting her chest cavity, you reach in and carefully cut the veins and arteries holding her heart in place.
- >With a little force, you are able to rip it from Fluttershy's corpse.
- >Holding it to your face, you smile.
- >Turning on your heels, you walk inside and to the kitchen.
- >Dropping the heart on a plate, you go back outside to retrieve Fluttershy.
- >Lifting her from the ground reveals the blood-soaked path to your front door.
- >The rain will wash it away, you assume.
- >You take the corpse into the bathroom, remove her dress, and drop her in the tub.
- >Most of the blood has already been drained, so you didn't have to worry much about cleaning her as far as the wounds go.
- >You shampooed her mane and washed her fur.
- >Minus the gashes in her flesh, she was good as new.
- >You dried her off and put her little black dress back on.
- "You look beautiful," you say to her.
- --
- >You carry Fluttershy into the kitchen and seat her at the table.
- >You reset the table and light the candles again.
- >You toss Fluttershy's heart into a frying pan and set it on the stove.
- >The sizzling of your lover's heart in it's own juices is enough to make your mouth water.
- >You drop it onto a plate and take a seat across from Fluttershy.
- >You enjoy a nice, quiet meal with your fiancé.
- >After said dinner, you take your corpse bride into the living room.
- >With a slow song on, the two of you dance around the house together.
- >You can't help but feel so lost, yet so at home in those pastey-white eyes of hers.
- >There's only one way you can end your perfect night together.
- >You hug Fluttershy and dance with her all the way to the bedroom.
- >Come to think of it, she was never this good in bed.
- >Not even when she was sleeping.
- >But now, she is just so perfect.
- >You can't ever recall being quite so deep in.
- >The only issue you have is that she's too cold.
- >But there are still ways to heat up her body.
- >Perhaps Twilight can direct you towards a small heater of sorts.
- --
- >The next morning, you seek out Rarity for some sewing supplies.
- >When you get back, you set Fluttershy up as if she were a taxidermy animal.
- "We're going to make you all pretty again," you tell her.
- >Starting with the more serious wounds, you begin to stitch her up.
- "I know we had a little disagreement, but I think we can look past that."
- "We can keep you looking young and we can have more fun for as long as we both shall live."
- >You stop at her cut cheek and softly caress it.
- "Please don't think of this as the end. This is just a new beginning."
- >You go to work on her extremeties.
- "It can all go on forever."
- >It takes all day, but you finally get Fluttershy stitched all the way up.
- >You stand her in the corner of the living room.
- >You decide to go to sleep.
- >Come tomorrow, you will find that body warmer she needs.
- >In the depths of Tartarus, an angry soul wanders aimlessly.
- >It does not understand it's fate, nor the circumstances which led to it's demise.
- >It lashes out at other creatures in a vain attempt to quell it's hatred.
- >However, a select few are sometimes granted second chances.
- >Another chance to make things right again.
- >To even their pain and suffering on those who caused it.
- >To live once more.
- >How could you possibly refuse a once in an eternity chance like that?
- --
- >There's nothing like watching a scary movie with your girl to make her cling to you more.
- >Granted, your girl can't cling to you on her own anymore.
- >Fluttershy is more of a sex toy/end table at this point, but your masculine feelings are still present.
- >Fluttershy sits next to you, your arm draped over her shoulder.
- >She catches your stare.
- >You can't help but notice how beautiful she looks in this light.
- >The glow of the tv on her face and scarred flesh.
- >Those milky-white eyes and wearing that little black dress.
- >It just puts you in the right kind of mood.
- >Your view is cut when a freak lightning strike splits the sky and hits your house.
- >You jump at the crack of the trailing thunder as the house goes dark.
- >Your tv and any lights that were on blink out for several seconds.
- >As the lights flicker back to life, you take a quick look around the room before looking back to your corpse bride.
- "Were you expecting a storm tonight?"
- >Her stoicism speaks volumes.
- "Yeah, me neither."
- >You lean in and give her a kiss on the cheek.
- >The television flicks back on and you resume watching your regularly scheduled programming.
- --
- >You think you hear a long, drawn out, but quiet inhalation.
- >You shrug it off.
- >But then you catch movement out of your peripherals.
- >You snap your attention to Fluttershy, who was slowly turning her head towards you.
- >Your eyes widen; your body frozen in fear.
- >Her head ceases.
- >Her eyes, wide open, stare at you blankly.
- >Her mouth hangs open just enough for the lips to part.
- >Your arm is still draped over her shoulder.
- >You can't move.
- "F-F-Fluttershy?" you stammer out.
- >A low moan escapes her lips.
- >You jump back and roll over the side of the couch.
- >You scoot backwards across the floor until your back hits the wall.
- >Fluttershy slowly rises from her seated position.
- >The popping of joints and grind of cold bones is sickening.
- >She rises to all fours and walks to the arm of the couch
- >She stares at you with those pupil-less eyes.
- >She steps onto the arm and rises on her rear legs.
- >Her wings partially extended, she inhales deeply.
- >Thrusting her wings outward so they are fully extended, she releases a soul-piercing scream.
- >You cover your ears, but it doesn't help.
- >The lights explode.
- >The windows shatter.
- >Your tv fizzles out and the screen explodes, sending sparks across the room.
- >Finally coming to your senses, you run for the door and flee the house.
- --
- >You trip and stumble as you race from the horror in your home.
- >The blur of a silhouette races across the moon, casting a shadow beside you.
- >How were you to know she would return from beyond the grave?
- >You didn't even know necromancy existed in Equestria.
- >Now this angry soul has repossesed the body with which you had misbehaved.
- >And she is coming for you.
- >With a vengeance.
- >You decide to ditch the main road and hurdle over some bushes.
- >It turns out to be a huge mistake.
- >You wouldn't know where your going when it's this late at night.
- >The canopy and foliage block out whatever light the moon was putting off.
- >But you can't just turn around.
- >That thing is probably behind you.
- >The cackle of a witch echoes throughout the forest.
- >You wouldn't know if she was right in front of you.
- >You catch a flash of light out of the corner of your eye.
- >You stop and turn.
- >It's a street lamp, shining brightly between the trees.
- >You sprint headlong for this beacon of hope.
- >Vaulting over a log and through the treeline, you are stunned to find where you ended up.
- >The street lamp is really just a lantern on a cobblestone post.
- >In the middle of a graveyard.
- "Fuck..."
- --
- >The quick galloping of hooves behind you causes you to turn around.
- >The very second you do, you freeze.
- >Fluttershy stands before you, head turned towards the ground, her wet, unkempt hair covering her face.
- >One leg is extended towards your body.
- >The pain in your stomach, at first unnoticed, is rising fast.
- >Your breathing quickens, but it feels like you're choking.
- >Blood begins to seep out of the corner of your mouth and your nose.
- >You gargle your own life fluid as you begin to fall back.
- >Fluttershy quickly rises onto her hind legs and wraps her tattered wings around you.
- >She slowly, gently lays you on your back.
- >Even in undeath, she still cares about you.
- >She walks to your side and sits down.
- >You can see her smiling from ear to ear beneath her mane.
- >You smile back.
- >You raise a quivering hand to caress her cheek.
- >But before you make contact, she pulls a blade from your stomach.
- >You yelp in pain.
- >Your sporadic breathing calms very quickly when she holds the blade to her face.
- >Being held in her hoof, is the very knife you used to cut out her heart.
- >You squeak weakly.
- "Flutter- ACK!"
- >She drives the blade into your chest.
- >A minute of sheer agony later, your eyes roll back and your eyelids begin to close.
- >In Fluttershy's hoof, being held in front of your face, is your very own heart.
- >The last thing you see is Fluttershy bring it to her mouth and take a bite.
- --
- >A continuous blast of hot air hits your face as you fall into the abyss.
- >Breathing is next to impossible.
- >You can't scream.
- >The stench of brimstone and fire is overwhelming.
- >The ground is fast approaching.
- >You brace for impact, but it's not the jagged rocks you land on.
- >You land in the palm of a large serpentine creature, caught just before hitting the ground.
- >The beast grips you tight and raises you to its face.
- >"And what... do we have here?" the creature hisses.
- >"Ah. We haven't had the pleasure of judging on of you in a millenia. Letss get sstarted, shall we?"
- >The judge rotates and turns you over, examining you.
- >"Anger and inssanity taint you ssoul."
- >He inhales deeply through his nose.
- >"The sstench of iron showss you've fallen to violence. Your uxoricide in itsself iss unforgivable."
- >He wraps his tounge around you and runs it over your body.
- >"Well, well, well... Lusst."
- >Sitting tall, his tail wrapped under himself, he prepares to give his final judgement.
- >"Your crimes are unheard of for the past millenia."
- >"You are undeserving of both life, and the gift of death."
- >"For the denial of your lover's peaceful rest, you too, shall be damned."
- >"The curse of undeath shall afflict you, forever a slave to your former lover."
- >"Now, be gone."
- >He takes a deep breath before he roars a torrent of flame upon you.
- --
- >You sit up quickly, screaming.
- >You shut up immediately.
- >Sitting on our lap, is Fluttershy.
- >Or at least the wraith that is Fluttershy.
- >You take a quick look around.
- >You were home.
- >And you were lying on your couch.
- "Flutter-"
- >"Not a word," she snaps.
- >She reaches both legs up and rests them on your shoulders.
- >She stares into your eyes for a brief moment.
- >Her eyes, once of sorrow, flash into anger.
- >She grips your throat and violently shakes you back an forth, baring her razor sharp teeth.
- >As you choke, you contemplate what you have just experienced.
- >You don't know how long it's been since Fluttershy ate your heart.
- >You don't feel the gaping hole that was there.
- >You feel lighter, but there isn't a breeze blowing through it, indicating she had sewn you up.
- >You know what you did was wrong.
- >It was selfish and the single most stupid thing you have ever thought of.
- >You see this now.
- >While you were in your own piece of heaven, Fluttershy's soul burned in Tartarus, never to know peace.
- >You need to make things right again.
- "I'm sorry," you manage to whisper out.
- --
- >Fluttershy stops trying to strangle you and brings her hooves down.
- >"What?"
- >You gasp and work to get your breathing back under control.
- "I'm... sorry."
- >Fluttershy hops off the couch.
- >You slide off and fall to your knees in front of her, your head turned down to the floor.
- "My actions will make me suffer for so long."
- >"Not long enough," scoffed Fluttershy.
- "I will make it up to you."
- >"I pray to Celestia you do. That is a condition, isn't it?"
- >A cold tear slips from your eye and hits the floor.
- >Fluttershy spots it.
- "I'm so sorry... I can make it up to you. I'll do anything you want me to do."
- >You feel a soft touch on each shoulder.
- >"Well then, I guess for now, I can release you from your leash."
- >You look up and meet her blank eyes.
- >It's only then you realize your eyes must have rolled over as well.
- >Fluttershy speaks, snapping your attention back to her.
- >"We can still be happy."
- "If it's not enough-"
- >"It's not," she says.
- "If it's not enough-"
- >"It never will be."
- "I'll try again. Over and over again."
- --
- >You stare at her in silence for several moments before she speaks again.
- >"Well, isn't this what you wanted?"
- >You furl your brow.
- "I don't understand."
- >"We have come back. We will live forever."
- "We can be together..." you say softly to yourself. "Forever..."
- >An idea.
- >A realization, if you will.
- >You run to your bedroom.
- >On the nightstand sits a small black box.
- >You grab it and find Fluttershy in the kitchen, sitting at her place at the table.
- >You kneel and present the ring, much to Fluttershy's approval.
- --
- >You and Fluttershy stand on the outskirts of Ponyville on a cloudy afternoon.
- >A chapel sits on a hill nearby.
- >You're coming back, and making amends as you go.
- >"If anyone has legal and just cause that these two should not be wed, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
- >The room is silent.
- >"Very well. I now pronou-"
- >You kick in the door and step through.
- "I have one."
- >Fluttershy steps in beside you.
- >Raising your chainsaw, you pull the starter and rev the motor.
- "This is our ceremony."
- >The attendants scream and you work your way down the aisle.
- >The crowded pews make for easy pickings.
- >The groom makes a stand before his bride as you approach.
- >Like butter, his head is removed from his body.
- >The bride turns to run, but comes face to face with Fluttershy.
- >A chomp the the neck ends her right there.
- >The minister stands mortified.
- >You put on the grooms jacket, Fluttershy wears the bride's veil.
- "Get on with it," you order.
- >"D-d-do you t-take this, uh, s-stallion to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
- >"I do," replies Fluttershy.
- >"Do you take this m-mare to be y-your lawfully wedded wife?"
- "I do."
- >"I now pronounce you."
- --
- >You present wedding bands.
- >Fluttershy's goes around her ankle, yours on your finger.
- >You kiss passionately.
- >As the preacher turns to run, you quickly reach out with a free hand and grab is throat.
- >Breaking the kiss, you both look into his frightened eyes.
- >You were already damned for eternity in undeath.
- >How much worse can it get with murder and heresy?
- >Fluttershy extends her wing.
- >The bone was jutting from the wingtips, forming a sharp point.
- >She stabs each wing into each shoulder of the cleric.
- >His screams are silenced when you swing your chainsaw at his head, effectively scalping him and cleanly removing his skull cap.
- >You grab his brain and Fluttershy releases him to fall to a crumpled heap on the altar.
- >You hold it close to your mouths.
- >You still need to eat, of course.
- >Regular cut steaks just won't suffice anymore.
- >At least now you don't have to worry about what Fluttershy thinks about you eating meat.
- >Blood squirts out as you each simultaneously take a bite into the ripe pink organ.
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