Chapter 3
I was asleep in my room when a loud thud woke me up. I shot up, looking around my room for the source. I only saw an action figure on the ground. It was a wind up action figure that just said three main catchphrases of my favorite superhero. That superhero being Super Stallion.
I went to pick it up, but when my hoof touched it, I heard a loud pop. Now my room was pitch black and I couldn’t see anything. I heard something it sounded distant then became louder. It was some kind of music, and after it was very loud I could here different instruments being added. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from.
I ran back to my bed and hid under the covers. As the song came to an end and the instruments died down. I looked to my side, tears in my eyes. there was my action figure, all of its legs looked as if they'd been chewed off. I picked it up and looked at it, sobbing.
It's head snapped towards me, "POP GOES THE WEASLE!!!!" Screamed a low demonic voice.
I threw it at my wall and screamed, "Mommy!!!"
After what had to be the shortest second of my life, she burst through the door seeing me frozen in fear. She looked very worried, but I didn't notice at the time. I realized now that I had wet myself.
"Drake, honey, what's wrong?" She asked in a calm loving voice. I was to scared to talk calmly though, and tried to explain everything that happened. "Honey, it was just a dream. Come on, lets get you cleaned up and you can sleep with mommy."
"But mommy, it wasn't a dream! It was-"
I was cut off by her hoof being put over my mouth. "Drake it was a dream... end of story."
I nodded, walking out of my room with her.
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Laughing Jack sat on a tree branch overlooking a young colt and his mother talking. He overheard her telling him it was just a dream. After they left he laughed and laughed, amazed by how often he had gotten the same reaction out of fillies and colts alike.
His laughter abruptly stopped and was replaced with the sound of choking. He reached almost a whole arm's length down his throat and pulled out a small plastic limb. The limb looked of a small pony action figure. "Oops hehe, I need to remember to spit those out."
he gave another hardy laughs and stood up on the branch and leaned back. He fell down through the air, but before he could hit the ground he was enveloped in a thick black aura. When it cleared there was no sign of him ever being there, save for a chewed up plastic limb.