All good things come around.

(Im new to this writing stuff so dont hate on me please)

      It was a dark and slightly rainy night. Most of the residents of Canterlot had gone to sleep. But only one pony was out. His name, was Rick, a wingless pegasus. Many think he was born that way, but he wasn't, Thay were cut off along time ago, he doesn't like to think about it.

       Thar was no one else on the streets of Canterlot, many because they had stuff to do tomorrow, like fancy partys. It sickened Rick to no end with these rich fancy ponys.

       Rick was coming up to his destination. Its was a run down building, the neon lights on it said "BAR", it wasn't vary clever but at least it was esay to find. The entrance was a old wooden door that looks like is is about fall off its hinges.

       Rick walked up and wen'tin the wooden door. The room he had walked into was lit by a faulty light that flickered and buzzed. There was a stiper