The Mare Do Well · 2:41pm Aug 30th, 2018
Is it an origin story for the field mouse?
The sky blue pegasus actually crashed into the well, smacking into it. Dazed, she tumbled to the ground with a thump, then she shook her head, grunted, and then barked out a stream of profanity that caused a nearby field mouse to faint in shock. Rubbing her lumpy-potato-bumpy head with one hoof, the sky blue pegasus mare struggled to sit up and she tossed her saddlebags off to one side. Even more vulgarities slipped out, a flood of fornicative adjectives and descriptors that caused shimmering squiggles to gleam in the air around her.
The field mouse would never quite be the same after this encounter.
Is this not how heroes are born?
Offended by what the potato-headed pegasus said, a lowly field mouse sets off to censor all potty mouths—or to silence them forever, should that become necessary.
Die Fledermaus!
10/10 would read.
A little mouse in like a 2-story mecha suit, putting tape over the pottymouths of the world!
And we all know only villians swear... And irate rainbow pegasi.
I don't know how to react to this.
But it has amused me.