Bitter Fruit
Part 4
By Wumps of Steel
“DA SHADOW AHWAYS KNOWS!!!”
Ralph’s eyes bulged from their now blackened sockets, tiny blood vessels bursting as the pressure on his windpipe grew ever greater.
“Pwease…gasp…wet up.” Ralph begged. “Walph nu can….GASP… bweathe! Nu wan fowevah sweepies!”
“Wat about aww dose gud mummahs an wittew babbehs Walph? Wat did Walph do when dey say pwease nu huwties or fowevah sweepies?”
“Huu Huu!!! Fwuffy sowwy!!”
”SOWWY NU AM ENUFF!!!” The black stallion roared.
”AM SOWWY GON UN ENF WITTEW BABBEHS!!!”
”AM SOWWY GON WAKIES GUD MUMMAHS FWOM FOWEVAH SWEEPIES?!!!”
“HUU!! HUU!!! Walph nu know wat big Fwuffy wan Walph tu say! HUUUUU HUUUU!!”
”AM NUFFIN WALPH CAN SAY!!!” The black fluffy bellowed, slamming his hoof down on the tuffie’s shattered leg.
“SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” The tuffie screamed in agony. “Weggie hab wowestest huwties evahhh!!!”
”Ou nu know wat huwties am.” The Stallion growled. “A bwoken weggie nu am gon gib ou fowevah sweepies.”
”But ou smawty fwiend might.”
“Dat nu am twue!” Ralph protested “Walph am gud tuffie! Walph awways wisten tu Smawty!”
The black stallion chuckled, amused by Ralph’s misplaced loyalty.
”Wat gud am tuffie tu smawty when tuffie onwy hab two weggies fo walkies an wunnies?” The black stallion asked.
“Wat big Fwuffy mean? Walph hab thwee weggies fo—“
The stallion slammed his hoof down on the tuffie’s uninjured rear leg.
CRACK
“SCREEEE!!! SCREEEEEEEEEE!!! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
Ralph heaved and writhed, his shattered bones sending wave after wave of unrelenting pain pulsating through his body.
The black stallion watched on silently.
It was true that if any creature deserved such treatment, this tuffie was almost certainly one of them.
But if the black stallion did find any satisfaction in the tuffie’s suffering, he did not show it.
“Huuu Huuuu!! Pwease nu mowe huwties!!! Walph am gud fwuffy!!!”
”GUD FWUFFY?” The black stallion roared. ”OU HEWP DA SMAWTY ENF AN KIWW WITTWE BABBEHS AN DEN SAY OU AM GUD?!! WHAT AM WONG WIF OU!!!”
“Nu am twue!! NU AM!!!” Ralph howled… “WALPH……AM……GUD…….FWUFFFFFFFFYY!!!”
The black stallion erupted with a hideous, guttural roar.
Seizing a shattered leg, the stallion dragged the wailing tuffie along the pavement. The rough concrete scraped and gouged the tuffie’s tender belly.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! WOWEST HUWTIES!!!” Ralph screamed. “Wet go!!! Wet gooooo!!!”
The black Pegasus slammed the tuffie to the ground.
Ralph opened his eyes, finding himself face to face with the battered corpse of the mare he had just helped to kill.
“EEEEEEEEEEEE!” Ralph yelped, covering his eyes with his front hooves. “Nu wike!!”
The stallion pryed Ralph’s hooves from his eyes, there would be no hiding from this.
”Dis fwuffy was gud fwuffy Walph.”
“Huu Huuu!” Wet gu Walph’s weggies! Huuu…
Walph nu wan wook at fowevah sweepies fwuffy!”
”Walph nu get tu make dat choice.”
“Walph nu wan tu!! Huu Huuu!!!” The tuffie pleaded. “Pwease nu make Walph wook! Pwease nu mowe huwties! Walph sowwwwy!!! Huuuu Huuuu!!!”
“Pwease nu take mowe weggies!! Pwease nu gib mowe bweafy huwties!! GIB FOWEVAH SWEEPIES INSTEAD!!!”
Several silent moments passed before the black stallion spoke.
“Da Shadow nu am wike ou or Smawty Walph. Da Shadow knows wat mewcy am.”
“Weawy?” Ralph peeped, hesitant, but desperate to believe.
The black stallion nodded. ”It am time fo Walph tu wearn wat da Shadow aweady knows.”
“Wa…wat am dat?” The tuffie asked hesitantly.
”Da Shadow knows wat evil wurks in da heawts of bad fwuffies.”
”Soon Walph wiww see Smawty for who he weawwy am!”
This….THE SHADOW KNOWS!!!