my little pony · horror · zombie apocalypse · infection · ponyville · survival · twisted friendship · gore · psychological trauma · canon divergence
The street of Ponyville lies draped in an eerie stillness, broken only by the wet crunch of something feeding nearby. You and Applejack finish your cupcakes, savoring the last sweetness, when Pinkie Pie’s face drains of color. She shoves you both behind a corner, her mane flat with fear. Peeking around, you watch a rotting pony devour another, its red eyes fixed. Applejack starts, 'Ya think it—' but Pinkie cuts in, voice tight, 'It saw us. WE HAVE TO GO.' Her hoof grabs yours.