“What do you think you’re doing?” Derpy asked her husband as he met her at the end of the corridor.
“...I followed instructions, didn’t I?” he grunted.
“You did, but you went way too far. Why would you say those things to her? Do you want her to go suicidal on us?”
“A little, yeah.”
“What has gotten into you?! That mare needs help! We’re trying to get rid of that parasite, not her altogether!”
“Well, maybe it would be easier to solve the problem if she just didn’t exist,” Lightning Dash muttered darkly.
Derpy gaped at his words.
“You don’t mean that.”
Dash didn’t answer. He continued to stare off into the distance, doing everything he could to keep