. ]I walked over and she followed with a light smile on her face to the seat previously used to kill Dashie. She strapped me in as I let her. Everything was set for my demise. Of course I didn't want to die, but it was worth it to make her happy. I nervously smiled as she grabbed the same knife used to kill her cyan friend. She walked over to me on two hooves as my wings spread without my permission, and I realized something. "Pinkie?" I said as I looked to my left wing. "I see it." She said still smiling lightly. My wings, still stiff, were now being held and pulled by an unknown force from behind the seat. Pinkie began cutting the base of my left wing from top to bottom and I started to cry silently. She didn't notice and proceeded to my right wing. the pain was unbearable at this point so I couldn't help but to let out a short yelping sound. "AGH!" this startled her, but it was expected so she put my wings on the table beside us. She then proceeded to my lower torso, deeply cutting the top of my stomach and created a huge gap revealing my internal organs. All of my blood was spilling to my hind legs, (featureless) crotch, tail, and back hooves. I was fading, I lost feeling in all four legs. At that point the pain was unbelievable, but I do it for her. She then almost gently took out my organs, leaving the bladder(duh). I could barley feel her move a little lower, to the left. Before I knew it, my cutie mark was gone and I had lost too much blood. I was gone.