Had a lovely chat with my lil bronies the night after their grumpy party. When I heard the kids whom they called friends got hammered by pony and disappeared, off to get the needles they went...Med results didn't look too hot to my favor. And with two missing reports shown up on the earliest of the dawn, I went digging for the lost kids.

Fell through some hole in Dryad's chamber and got stuffed into a big hi-tech pony costume, at least, that's what I've been telling myself for whatever reason.

I'm so damn tired...It's not often I get the bombshell treatment along with loads of cryptic crap shoved in my bum. Human world is connected to this joint somehow and the only way back is to search for the exit itself.

Brony logic, can it be applied here though? That's the biggest question mark I have to put up with every second in this friendish pony hell.