Número I don't know Spanish numbers so just zero I guess.
A TARDIS is a beautiful creature. Made up of organic technology and able to go wherever it wants in time and space, but still controlledby such an undeserving race of creatures who give no care to them whatsoever an- "Oh shuttup narrator start with my story already and I care for her very much for your information!" Who? " My TARDIS you idiot!" Oh. Sorry I'll get to the story, Silver. "Don't use my real name there are people watching." Fine, Ahem back to the story. In a place where happiness was everywhere and just the colors in the sky were enough to make 100 men puke their guts out. There was a cry of pain in a lonely house on a hill, it was the cry of a mother in labor but soon after a calm stillness with a baby foal's shrill whinny. This is where our mr.Peanut Gallery here was born. A foal born to a secret alien and a regular pony, a strange genetic cocktail for sure and an even stranger result for sure. "Hey mr.Narrator why are you telling me about my daddy's birth?" Well it's all just the prelude to a greater story which you play a big role in! Oh what's that I hear? It's your daddy! Now off with you, you don't wanna get in trouble do ya? As for you audience just sleep in the guest bed until you want more story time! (( mid chapter A/N: I will post half chapters and I will just write and rewrite on my little yellow notepad also this story will be forwarded by you all Audience you can give my ideas for plot and help with writing and to my 1 follower, You are the best! Also just to reiterate this is only a side project until I get ideas for my songs - Silver Notes))
