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Pink hair flew to the sky; it was kind-of nice. The hair just floated on the air currents and landed on sandwich. The meal was sitting in front, a delicious looking green flower inside two sets of thin white bread. A entire emptiness of white was around, there was nothing to bother. I feel a draft through something, but I don't know what it is. It was something near my head and that was it. Now time to eat my sandwich, was it mine? I don't know. A feeling of water was dripping on my hind. Don't know why, don't care, just care about sandwich. Now there is screaming and a battle cry coming. Loud beeping in my head and it won't stop with a hint of something aggressive. Suddenly a quick scream, then I do something and I don't know what it is. The scream stops, I'm happy now and I can continue with my sandwich.
I pick up my sandwich and take a bite on it. It tastes like copper and something squishy and soft. Then, I feel something hard on my teeth. Open my lips and feel bad in my mouth, it doesn't taste natural. Spit out the copper liquid and throw the hard thing away. Hear a loud crunch of the hard thing breaking. Looks like it hit some pony or something. How do I know? There was a loud noise again like before from somepony. More loud noises coming from all over. I just want another sandwich, they taste bad, but I want more. Somepony steps closer, feels weird because she is bad, I like bad sometimes. What is she saying? I'mma try to make it out.
Pink---- pl---- st---, yo-- ki--- s-- ma--- po---!
What did she say? Eh, I'mma eat my sandwich. Its hard to pull from this pony but they taste bad and I like bad sometimes. It finally got released, sounded like a ripping of tree bark. That reminds me, I used to eat from trees and they had apples, they were good. They came from someones farm, don't remember. Gonna take a bite from this now. Tastes the same as before, I thought the color would make it different. I'm sad now, I just want to eat a good sandwich and this doesn't taste very nice. I get up, gonna try somewhere else now.
When did the ground become so wet? What does the ground taste like? I'mma try it, see for myself. Tastes like copper again and I don't understand why, but I'm going to take a walk. Where am I going? Maybe there is something over there, if I just keep walking enough. Oh wait, its all white, never mind. Something is touching my arm, what is it? It's something thats not white and instead its another color, purple. A pony? Who is this pony? She is purple, I think she is somepony I know, but I can't describe... Wait a minute, she's trying to say something. What could it be?
Pl--- S---!
