*DeadSkies made her way into the cottage where she lived, it was a quiet life and she was thankful for that. The only two ponies of substantial importance was her best friend, RedHeart: a sweet young mare, whose special talent is healing sick ponies; and Sugar Apple; a blonde cute orphan filly.*
DeadSkies: Sugar? u here?
Sugar Apple: Coming Miss. Skies!
*DeadSkies started to trot into the living room, RedHeart was at work so it was just her and Sugar Apple. Suddenly, the little filly burst in wearing fake neck bolts, bandages and an eye patch.*