The Bonepony worked in silence, carefully arranging the peices for his next magical feat. Of course Nopony would see it, because he kept his dark magic secret, but somepony knew.
He was about to start the ceromony, a dark, forbidden art to bring the dead to life. The carefully arranged bones on the table in front of him were as white as the skull painted onto his wooden mask.
A knock at the door sounded suddenly through the silence, startling him and causing him to drop a spare rib. He quickly threw a sheet over the table and tossed the mask into the corner like a frisbee. The door opened slowly and a small filly stepped inside.
She was greeted at the door by a dog, not a regular dog, however. The skeleton approached her and rubbed its cold muzzle against her. She pushed it away with a giggle, then she turned serious.
"D-dad..." She started. The bonepony watched her carefully. "Dad, we need to talk."
"What is it?" He resonded slowly.
"I want you to stop this." She said. "I want to live a normal life, and I can't because of what you do."
"Why do you say that?" The bonepony said, taking a seat in a wooden chair near the table. "I let you live a normal life, I give you spending money, let you go to school, I let you do all these normal things."
"Yeah, but..." This was it. This was the big moment. The filly took a breath. "Dad, people are starting to think I'm an orphan. Its been a year, dad. You havn't left this old house in a year. Ponies think I don't have any family, and it really bugs me. I want ponies to know that I have a family, but then they start asking questions, and I know you said not to tell anypony what you do, and..."
"Stop." He interupted, standing up and walking over to her. "I never knew it affected you so badly. If it bothers you that much, I'll stop being so secretive. I... I'll slow down my work. The world isn't ready for it anyway."
"Thank you, dad. I love you." The filly wrapped her arms around him in a big hug. He returned it affectionately.
"I love you too, Scootaloo."
"Oh, by the way," Scootaloo said suddenly. "Fluttershy said something about skeletons in the closet and duct tape. Maybe you can help her out with that."
Her father just stared at her. The dopiest look of confusion ever plastered onto his face.