You've probably met me before, you know that guy at the bar who sits in the back and never talks to anyone? That's me. I've always had a knack for blending in to the point where its become a joke to say I'm secretly Asian and a ninja. (no offense meant) Anyways, I've always been an avid Brony, and honestly, ever since watching a Canterlot Wedding, I've sympathized with the changelings. (except Chrysalis, she was a total b**ch who deserved to be sent to the moon)
Anyway, I was sitting on the couch at home watching a Canterlot Wedding part 2, when I saw headlights coming up the lane from my window. 'Weird, nobody ever comes up here, its a dead end.' (with my house at the end) Turning back to the show, it had gotten to the part where Shining and Cadence blast the changelings away with a wall of love.
*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*
I whip my head around, only to see, to my horror, the care from a few seconds earlier barreling straight towards me
"Well fu-"
*CRASH!*
Now most people think dieing is extremely long and painful, its not, its like getting the entire current of a nuclear reacter pumped through you briefly, then nothing...