Madotsuki had flown all the way across the Pink Sea on a magical balloon to meet up with Poniko, her blonde-haired friend who was very socially awkward and in most cases, was a loner. She wanted to help Poniko learn how to socialize and make friends. Perhaps she could introduce her to Monoe or Monoko- those two were pretty talkative. Or perhaps even Seccom Masada-sensei would be willing to teach her the way of music. Or even that green-skinned roadkill she left back in the forest a while ago would be willing to socialize.

As she approached the cone-shaped Christmas tree-like castle, she took a breath of relief. It never was comfortable, flying over a vast sea with only a small balloon standing between you and death. She told the balloon to remain in place, and it willingly obeyed, parking itself on the edge of the snowy land almost like a car in a perfect parking spot.

As Madotsuki approached the door, she pondered "What if she isn't home...?" But she doubted it, as this girl was a loner who believed that the only place she ever belonged was in her home, as she also felt that the world would scorn her.

Madotsuki entered the house without knocking, and saw a blonde-haired girl with a ponytail, a green shirt and a brown skirt sitting up on her bed, looking at a photo album.

"Heeey, Poniko!" Madotsuki announced. "Whatcha looking at?"

"...Nothing..." Poniko said, with a depressive sigh, stuffing it under her mattress, arousing Madotsuki's curiosity more than anything.

"Uh... how do you feel today?" Madotsuki asked, concerned for the girl's health.

"Same as always..."

"And that being...?" Madotsuki pushed.

"...Sad... hateful... angry... scared... lonely..." Poniko listed in drab fashion, pointing out on her fingers. "The same as always..."

Madotsuki rubbed her chin in thought. Now, why does Poniko feel this way? It's not like she has a reason to. I mean, look, I'm socializing with her. Isn't that a good enough hint to her that somebody out there does care? Or is she that dense and self-absorbed? Well, maybe now is a good time to break in my idea!

"Hey," Madotsuki concluded. "why don't I introduce you to some of my friends? I'm sure they'd love to meet you!" she thrusted her arms in the air with enthusiasm.

Poniko's sad expression quickly changed to an expression of resentful fury. "I'M ALONE BECAUSE IT'S BETTER THAT WAY!" She cried out, tears forming in little beads in the corners of her eyes. "I-if I go out, I might-"

"Might what?" Madotsuki asked, concerned.

"Uhhh... ahhh... it's best if you don't know..." Poniko turned around in shame.

"Serial killer? That's fine." Madotsuki announced, flapping her hands in front like it was no big deal. "You could never be as bad as those bloody Toriningens."

"They excluded me from their party once..." Poniko recalled. "and that was when I..." she pondered if she should fully recall it, but then... "can we change the subject, please?" she was not ready to.

"I-if you want..." Madotsuki agreed, nervously. She sat on Poniko's bed bed and had her hands on her lap, and kicked her feet back and forth as she stared at the ceiling in thought. Poniko looked away from Madotsuki and tears rolled down her cheeks. She let out an uncontrolled sigh of pure sadness. This broke Madotsuki's train of thought.

"Are you okay?" she asked, a little more concerned this time. "I-if you want me to leave..."

"NO!" Poniko yelled, grabbing Madotsuki by the bottom of her skirt and tugging at it. "Please stay." she pleaded.

Madotsuki was surprised. This girl who, as a rule, hated people was begging her to keep her company.

"You... want me to stay here with you?" Madotsuki asked, confused.

"Yes..." Poniko nodded. "M-maybe there's a game or something we could play! How about Chess or Checkers?"

Madotsuki broke a sweat. "I'm not good at either of those..."

"Well, good." Poniko responded, getting up and walking over to her shelf. "Because I don't have either."

"What games do you have?" Madotsuki asked, curiously.

"Oh, I just remembered!" Poniko exclaimed. "I don't have any!"

A sweat drop formed behind Madotsuki's head. "Don't... have... any... Well, then how do you keep yourself occupied in this bloody place?!"

Poniko recoiled at the fact that Madotsuki was yelling at her. Then she looked down at the floor in shame and grabbed hold of her left arm. She slunk back into her depressive mood. "You... yelled at me... why...?"

Madotsuki jumped slightly in denial. "I didn't yell at you!"

"You're doing it again..."

"I AM NOT!" Madotsuki cried. "THIS IS YELLING! I WASN'T YELLING BEFORE!"

Poniko began to sniffle. "This is why I don't socialize with anyone!" she cried out in desperation. "BECAUSE I CAAAAAAN'T!" She threw her shelf over and grabbed the sides of her head. She began to wail uncontrollably.

Madotsuki felt afraid at this point. Perhaps she should leave until this blows over. She moved towards the door, and the ceiling light blew. Suddenly, from what light she could see through the window, Madotsuki noticed Poniko slouching over.

As she doubled over in pain, Poniko turned to look at Madotsuki, her face half-covered in what appeared to be black sludge and white goop. The human half looked very sad and mournful. "It's all... your fault..." Poniko blamed, clenching her teeth in pain. She rolled over twice, being overcome with the black goop, which seemed to be pouring from her throat. She began to gurgle and spit, and tossed and turned violently, trying to resist this evil force that was clearly overcoming her.

Madotsuki became scared and pulled out her Knife for protection. "Poniko!" she called out to her friend. "I know you can hear me! You have to fight it!"

The black sludge began to take the shape of an upright blob with a ridiculous smile and unbalanced eyes. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Madotsuki saw the last of Poniko's face disappear within this horrid creature known to many as Uboa. Uboa looked at Madotsuki laughingly and approache dher. Out of fear, Madotsuki stabbed it. And stabbed it. And stabbed it. She repeatedly stabbed Uboa, hoping that eventually he would leave Poniko alone. Uboa fired a red lazer at Madotsuki, who resorted to pinching her cheek and waking up.

Poniko lay in the shadows of loneliness and despair. This horrible beast may have just killed her only friend. Again. She would never know whether or not they were dead, or that they just simply stopped seeing her.