A Very Minty Christmas Bootleg

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I love My Little Pony. Not the infamous G3, but G4. Most bronies (people who love MLP- often refers to the male fans but can be used in reference to the female fans as well) prefer G4, and have a tendency to poke fun at the past generations. I myself am guilty of doing such a thing. Once I rented a DVD of G3 My Little Pony, just for the sake of seeing how stupid it was and being able to make fun of it.

One day I couldn't help myself at a garage sale and I had to buy a G3 DVD that only cost five cents. To be honest, the price surprised me- for such a cheap DVD, it seemed to be in amazing quality. But it did look like it had been burned from a computer- it was a blank disc with the words 'My Little Pony Bootleg Recording' written in black marker. The back was clean and free of scratches.

I asked the lady running the garage sale if I could buy the disc. She stared at me, grabbed the disc out of my hands, and stared at it for a long time, her eyes practically bugging out of her head. I bit my lip. "Er... ma'am?"

The lady looked at me with a crazy mixture of fear, anger, and confusion. "Where did you FIND this?! It was supposed to... ugh..."

"I-I found it in the DVD bin... I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't know that... um..."

"Never mind." She thrust the DVD at me. "Take it, take it away, but for the love of all things holy, do NOT watch that video!"

"Don't you want the money?..."

"TAKE IT!" The anger and horror in her voice scared me so badly I clutched the DVD in my hand and ran away back to my house. I slammed the door behind me and remembered my parents wouldn't be home for at least two days- they had taken a 'romantic'(yuck) vacation and trusted me to stay home by myself. After all, I am 20 years old.

Alone, I put the DVD into the DVD player and sat on the couch. I realized I had forgotten to turn the TV on, so I did that. At first, the DVD player made a few weird whirring noises. But then it just played the disc normally. It seemed to be a bootleg of 'A Very Minty Christmas'. I grabbed the DVD player remote and pressed play, my eyes glued to the TV. As soon as I had pressed play, Minty and her hot-air balloon crashed into the screen with a loud scream.

I jumped and clapped my hands over my ears, then slowly lowered my hands back down to the couch. There was a lot of static, then the theme song began to play. But with every word, the voice became deeper and more distorted. By the end of the song, it was just a hideous, demonic voice mumbling something unintelligible. The video that played along with it wasn't color, just black-and-white. A picture flashed by the screen, and I could've sworn it was Minty with her eyes bleeding and screaming in agony.

As the episode really began, I could tell that this wasn't normal- it was scratchy and had a ton of static. I clapped my hands over my ears just in time before Minty's earlier scream went through again. Finally a couple ponies appeared on the screen. Everything was silent. They were at... a graveyard? That wasn't normal, at all. Death was rarely mentioned in My Little Pony. But these two ponies, Sky Wishes and Pinkie Pie, were staring at the grave. It was drawn so you couldn't see the writing. Then it turned to a view so you could.

I almost screamed.

The words 'Minty's Coming' were written in hyper-realistic blood on the tombstone. A pony's head lay just in front of the headstone, so that you couldn't see it from behind. I didn't recognize the head- it was splattered in blood, with its eyes gouged out, mane a tangled mess, and little candies carved into its cheeks. The candies looked just like part of Minty's cutie mark.

The ponies shook their head. Pinkie Pie suddenly burst into tears. "Don't hurt anypony else, please! We weren't trying to chase you out..."

Sky Wishes grabbed Pinkie and cupped her hoof over Pinkie's mouth. "Don't talk, I think she's close!"

The screen suddenly went black. A huge, ear-splitting, tormenting scream came from the TV, too realistic. It sounded like the scream was happening right in front of me.

When the video resumed, it was Rainbow Dash. A close up of her face. It seemed frozen in surprise. Then it zoomed out- Rainbow had been sliced open, her small intestine torn out, and used as a noose to hang Rainbow from the top of the big Christmas Tree. I almost puked. It had been drawn in that hyper-realistic style again. I saw a flash of a pony in the background- Minty?- and heard another scream, not as bad as the one before but it still hurt. My head began to ache and my eyes felt like erasing everything I've ever seen. I wanted to vomit.

I really wanted to stop watching.

But it felt like I was stuck to the couch, that I couldn't move. The screen went black again. The next scene it showed make me puke all over the floor and cry my eyes out.

Minty stood in the midst of the big castle-thingy surrounded by various ponies. The ponies all had their eyes gouged out, their stomachs sliced open, their forelegs cut off and stuffed into their mouths, and a candy- again, similar to Minty's cutie mark- carved into their flanks. Minty was covered in blood and smiling a wicked, demonic smile. Her eyes were bleeding. When she spoke, it sounded like a demon talking through a radio.

"Christmas was going to be perfect. I just wanted it to be perfect."

She threw back her head and laughed an ear-splitting laugh, shrill and terrifying.

"Now it'll be perfect!"

I screamed and tried to take the DVD out, but it wouldn't. All I could do was stare at the screen in horror as Minty began to decay in front of my eyes until she was a mass of bloody flesh with bones poking out here and there. The ponies around her had decayed into rotting masses of flesh. Everything was covered in blood. The screen faded into dark red.

There was another scream.

And silence.

I screamed and finally got the disc out. It was burning hot. I let it drop to the ground. After a few seconds, it cooled off. I grabbed it and threw it into the back of my closet after running to my room.

I walked back into the living room, shocked, and feeling sick. I sat down on the couch and looked around.

Puke was on the floor and it was a bit damp from where my tears had flowed. Everything seemed darker, and there was a ringing in my ears. I wanted to break down crying again, but I also felt... nothing. I just felt like this was all a horrible, horrible dream, but the feeling soon passed.

Where I had dropped the disc, a burn in the shape of Minty's cutie mark remained.

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