A story that I, Rustling Leaves, heard related at Sugarcube Corner this past week, and it wouldn't leave my head. I have dramatized it some, collected journal entries, and conducted a number of interviews.

Our protagonist (who wished to remain anonymous) is pulling late hours in a little diner, pouring himself into the MLP comic he's editing, to avoid thinking about his troubles.

He's spared from his problems by a little, pink pony who can violate the 4th wall.

Special thanks to yours truly (not a pony name, I mean myself) for the artwork, and to Autumn Leaves for digitizing and polishing it!