Tommy and I were just ordinary people: wake up, eat, go to work, go home, eat, ponies, internet, and card games, sleep, repeat. But on our twenty-fifth birthday, we both find cutie marks on our legs, and strange things just continue happening to us, not to mention the ones closest to us.
Side fiction of TwistedSpectrum's Five Score, Divided by Four
Names are real, but to hide identity, I am not providing last names
I'll also try to get some of my other friend's permission to use them (Tommy okayed me using him already)