Nobody hid inside their dorms, they were too busy staring at the chrome craft. Out walked an elder thing, it stood on two legs and had only hair on his face and head. He stood with a limp. It looked like Pony Dumbledore?! "Who are you?" accosted Pony Dumpledore. The thing had white makeup, black eyeliner, black hair, and spikes on his MCR t-shirt. "I…" he whispered "AM DUMBLEGORE!". "I'm here to Dumbledump on your Dumbledong!" he leaps into the air doing multiple backflips and karate kicks Pony Dumbledore where he touched me when I was a first year, but the violence turned into passionate love making. I only saw them as one, flesh man and pony, It was majestic. As they wrestle eachother for top, I found myself and everyone else was in a riot of flesh and euphoria. When all was said and done the keep of Ponywarts was covered in sticky fluid and sweat. "Avaka-no-bucket-required!" a hoarse voice shrilled!