It was all Jack's fault. He just had to test the spell on her, instead of a pumpkin or something. Even so, she missed him, deeply. He was her big brother, and she would always love him. She had to get back to him, somehow. Especially before Halloween. Before she revealed the reason she stayed away from them. They wanted to help her, but they couldn't help. No one could. Could they?

Other ponies don’t think much of me at first, just another artist, they think. Then I work on a new piece, and they realize how special I am. Some ponies are fascinated, others are scared, but when you consider my origins, it makes perfect sense. My cutie mark changes. Sort of. Whatever piece I'm working on is my cutie mark. Landscape? Cutie mark! Still life? Cutie mark! Portrait? Cutie Mark! It's always fun when I make self-portraits... haha! Now, you’re probably wondering how this is possible… well, it’s quite simple, really, but what’s the fun in just telling you the answer? No, I think telling you the story would be much more interesting… and so we begin…