it was two weeks after Pop and Cub got to Ponyville, Cub came back, none of the ponies understood the system but they were glad it existed. “i wonder who's coming today.” Flippy thought. “hmm......judging by who has come already............either Cuddles, Giggles or Toothy are next, too many killers have come.”
“hey Flippy, could you help me with something?” Twilight asked.
“what is it, I was thinking of who's coming today.”
“well, someone is coming today and they want a party but Pinkie is sick.” Twilight explained.
“oh my god, with what?” Flippy asked.
“nothing major, just a cold.” Twilight told him.
“starts that way, then you wake up one day and you sneezed your nose off in your sleep.” Flippy mumbled.
“well, whatever you're talking about, Pinkie wants us to throw the party here, yes you have to help, you've been sitting in that chair like a slug for three weeks now.”
“hey, I've gotten up.” Flippy retorted.
“to get food and peanuts to throw at Pop and Cub when they visit to ask questions!” Twilight reminded him.
“oh yeah, well it's been a fun ride but I guess I have to put down this newspaper and pay attention to the world.” Flippy said.
“you're holding a sandwich.” Twilight told him.
“oh right, let me eat the rest of this real quick.”
“no time, give it to Spike.”
“but I'm hungry.”
“give it, now!” Twilight said using her magic to tug on the sandwich.
“you'll never take it alive!” Flippy said fighting back to keep the sandwich. In the end it ripped into pieces all over the floor. “look what you did.” Flippy said.
“get up, clean that up and help me get ready for the party!” Twilight yelled.
“never, you killed my sandwich, I only took one bite.” Flippy said darkly.
“what do I have to do, get a whip and whip your feet until you work?” Twilight asked.
“yes.” Flippy answered.
“that was a rhetorical question.” Twilight told him.
“well there was your rhetorical answer.” Flippy said.
Twilight thought for a moment then made the chair disappear. “help, now, I hope I don't have to do this to make you save somepony's life.”
“i can sit on sandwich crumbs, I can sit on anything.”
“why can't I make you do anything?” Twilight asked.
“the three possible people who are coming are three of my most frequent kills.”
“that explains a lot, well, a purple beaver is coming.”
“not face cake.” Flippy mumbled.
“huh?”
“that's one of the nicknames Fliqpy gave him, another one is eye candy.”
“may I ask why?”
“he lost his eye to a lollipop, that equals eye candy and face cake comes from Fliqpy cutting part of his face off with a cake cutter.”
there was a knock on the door followed by a voice saying “i can hear you Flippy, I've been knocking for five whole minutes, it's Eye Candy.”
“does this usually happen to you?” Twilight asked while she used her magic to open the door.
“yes, usually something like this at least.” Flippy answered.
“nice to meet you, talking horse, my name is Toothy, but you can call me whatever, I've gotten used to it.” Toothy said.
“hello, and my name is Twilight Sparkle, and I'm a pony, not a horse.” Twilight introduced herself.
“do they have iPods in our country yet, Toothy?” Flippy asked.
“not yet, soon I hope, Cuddles won't shut up about how awesome they'll be.”
“well, Cuddles isn't here, he's on his skateboard somewhere.”
“sorry the party isn't set up, Flippy wouldn't stand up so we fought and you got here.” Twilight apologized to Toothy.
“no problem, I don't need a party but when Cuddles gets here he's gonna want Metallica playing on an open stage.”
“who?” Twilight asked.
“a band, or some other rock band.” Toothy answered.
“hey twilight......” Flippy said.
“yes?” Twilight asked annoyed.
“could we get Vinyl scratch in Cuddles party since there isn't a pony version of any rock bands?”
“alright, if she agrees to it.” Twilight told him.
“crap.” Toothy said
“what?” Flippy asked.
“i forgot my lollipop.”
“i could have Pinkie give you-” Twilight's sentence was interrupted by Flippy.
“NO! I don't wanna watch eye candy happen, I almost vomited from hearing about it.”
“it's just a lollipop, what's the danger?” Twilight asked.
“those things can rip your eyes out and throw them at a tree, they're more dangerous than rocks.”
“rock aren't dangerous.” Twilight argued.
“try telling that to Fliqpy, he's used them to kill before. Also, you should avoid movie theaters when I'm there, and camping trips, and burger restaurants, and..........everywhere.”
“how many kills do you have?” Twilight asked.
“and libraries.....at least 50.”
“Cuddles found a new game.” Toothy told them.
“he's always finding them, what's it called?” Flippy asked.
“Minecraft, it's this weird blocky thing, they have pretty awesome fan made songs but other than that I don't very much care for it....hey Flippy.”
“what?”
“Halo 4.”
“there’s a guy with 4 halo's over his head, even Giggles or Flaky couldn't pull that off.”
“no, it's another game Cuddles is obsessed with, you're like a space dude and you kill aliens, he has all the halo games, reach is his favorite.”
“you know, I think instead of having a party we're just gonna play his video games with him for hours.” Flippy said.
“very likely, but I really do need a lollipop.” Toothy said.
“go to Sugarcube corner, they always have spare candy.” Twilight said.
“it ain't that easy Twilight, Toothy's a tree friend, he could die from anything, even a papercut.” Flippy told her.
“then how come no tree friends except Cub have died yet?” Twilight asked.
“give it time, I probably won't die though, I have a brain.”
“and knives, grenades and a parachute. Don't you only have 2 confirmed deaths?” Toothy asked.
“something close to that, the only ones who have died less than me are Cro marmot, Splendid and Lumpy.”
“i could just use a spell to get you a lollipop, why didn't I think of that?” Twilight said.
“do it, I'm hungry and I like lollipops.” Toothy said.
Twilight's horn glowed and then there was a lollipop in Toothy's hand.
“don't run with it.” Flippy warned.
“I'm in a library, why would I run?” Toothy said walking around licking the lollipop. After a few moments, he tripped on a book.
“not again, freaking, books, I thought Spike cleaned.” Flippy said.
“Toothy stood up and tried to pull the lollipop out of his eye. “halp!”
“no.” Flippy said flatly.“where is Twilight's slave when you need him?”
“i can use my magic.” Twilight suggested.
“no, more pain than normal.” Flippy said.
Finally Toothy pulled the lollipop out of his eye. It flew out and landed on the highest bookshelf. “ow, why is no one HELPING ME?!”
“you'll be back buddy, trust me, you will.” Flippy said.
“you both are morons, I swear to celestia.” Twilight said.
“why am I not flipped?” Flippy asked the air.
“help, for god sakes, it hurts!!!” Toothy screamed.
“screw it, I'm done with this s@$%.” Flippy said, climbing the bookshelf.
“i can feel my brain!” Toothy screamed.
“just a second.” Flippy said, pulling out a bowie knife.
“w- what are you doing?” Toothy asked.
Flippy didn't reply. After a few moments an ear piercing scream was heard. Flippy had cut off Toothy's eye. “done, get the rest out at the hospital.”
“c- couldn't you j- just cut the rest out?” Toothy asked.
“you do it, I don't wanna be splattered with eye blood.” Flippy said.
“but I don't wanna, it hurts!” Toothy argued.
“it's gonna hurt more if you don't cut the rest off.” Flippy told him.
“okay, give me a bowie knife.” Toothy said.
“here.” Flippy said, throwing it at him.
Toothy caught it by the handle and cut the rest of his eye out of the socket, all that remained was a bleeding hole.
“there, that wasn't so bad, was it?” Flippy asked.
“yes it was, it still is!” Toothy screamed.
“do you wanna be put out of your misery or live without an eye until you kill yourself?” Flippy asked.
“i wanna live, I hate death, I have to experience it every week!” Toothy said.
“okay, well plug up your socket or you might bleed out.” Flippy told him.
Toothy nodded and plugged up his eye socket with a wash cloth.
“now keep that there until the bleeding stops.”