The sun waltzed over the horizon as it gazed down on its horizon. Down in the depths of Poneville, Pnikie was waltzing down to the local super market, peace full as a bunny on a Christmas evening day. She hopped along like a bunny on a Christmas evening day down to the local pharmarcy, where she would buy various grocery items which she will use to tend to her crops. Suddenly out of the blues a tiranusorus rex came from the drainage applicance systems. It roared "Roar" as it roared in the face of Pinkie. Penitrified, Pinkie bucked him in his tibialis anterior which was when she suddenly kick him in his faces. Both of them. But Pinkie felt... odd. She felt a sudden urge to... explode. So... she did... she exploded and everybody in the sorudung vesinitty died a pain full death. Luckily, one surviver survived. It was Flittershy. Fluttershy survived. She had lived. She wasn't dead. She was not zombified. Little did he know that she would go on to be the greatest adventurer of all time, as little did she know. He did soon.
