Rarity could not comprehend what she was seeing there. Fleur de lis, top model and Fancy Pants marefriend was on the plate. Fleur looked pitiful, she was barely awake and was covered in sauce and had an apple in her mouth. She was steaming, indicating that she has been roasted. Fleur looked at Rarity, her eyes pleading with fear inside of them. Shocked, Rarity looked over to Fancy Pants. She saw that he, and the other guests, also had ponies on their plates.
Fancy Pants only smiled at Rarity. "Well Ms. Rarity, this is the reason why we keep this dinner party such a secret. If everypony found out what is served here we would be in a lot of trouble. Fleur here almost spilled something, which is why she is served on a platter herself this evening." He explained, while Fleur looked at him pleadingly. "You knew not to talk about this dinner while we are in public, now you are on the menu yourself." He scolded her, before looking back at Rarity. "Give it a try, you'll love it. And don't think you'll be saving Fleur by not eating her. She will be eaten tonight and your refusal only gets you on the menu yourself."
Rarity was horrified, the most exclusive dinner party in all of Equestria involved cannibalism? "How... how can you do this? This is so wrong and how do you even get those ponies?" She cringed as she looked over the row of cooked ponies, most of them still alive and conscious.
Fancy Pants just laughed. "It's kinda funny how it goes. You say the wrong thing to the wrong pony." He glared at Fleur while he said that. "Or you owe too much money to the wrong pony and bam, you're served for dinner. All these ponies are in great debt or have jeopardized the secrecy of this event. Ms. Rarity, if you're not going to join us we're gonna have to make sure you can't tell anypony." After he said that, two of the security ponies moved closer to her. Rarity knew that this was a death threat. "So Ms. Rarity, would you like to open this event by taking the first bite?"
Rarity was sweating bullets by now. She couldn't eat Fleur, but if she refused she would be cooked and eaten herself.
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