I Can't See Anything!

"Applebloom, where are you cut? How deep is it?" Applejack asked.

"It hurts sooo bahhhhd!" Applebloom began "I cut myself in the toeeee!"

"But, little sis, you don't have ...any toes." Applejack said.

"Oh well then, I'm fine."

"Really now?"

"Yup!"

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Stevie was perched in the tree, trembling from fear at whatever he was sensing on the ground. Little did he know that there beneath him on the ground standing in all of its hideous dark horrible evilness was... a llama. But inside that llama was ...another llama. But... inside that other horrible evilly terrible llama was... a penguin! But inside of that horrible penguin of doom, darkness, and hugs was... Discord, twisty combination of lots of animals thing-dude of chaos and stuff. All Stevie could do was hang on and hope the evilness wouldn't see him.

Unfortunately for Stevie, unlike himself, the chaotic creature inside a penguin inside a llama inside a llama wasn't blind, and see the noises Stevie was making. which was a lot because Stevie couldn't stop trembling and sweating Kool-aid. as Stevie tried to climb higher up the tree so he could be farther away from the monstrous monster of monstrous monsterness below, he heard what sounded like an Asian eating celery, and he knew he was in trouble.

Discord flew out of all the creatures he had been inside of, and up onto the tree beside Stevie. And that's when Stevie started crying. Manly tears, but tears nonetheless.

"What's your problem?" asked the snakey creature.

"I'm blind and I'm stuck in a tree and I'm afraid of the creepy fucking thing that's talking to me," Stevie said, quivering against the limb he was attached to.

"Well, I don't usually care about any mortals because they're really boring, but I might make an exception for you. I've never seen a black mortal before."

"You went there!? Fucking really? I'm blind and I'm old and I'm black, but I will bitch slap your bitch face if I have to!"

"Oh ho ho, resulting to violence now, are we? Fine, I suppose I just won't give you your sight back. It's a shame, because it would be so quick and ea-"

"You can give me my sight back, you weird ass thing?"

"Not if you're mean to me. You need to change that attitude before I'll even consider."

"What then?"

"Then you're going to unlock a box for me."

Stevie was confused, what was so special about a box? “What box?” Stevie asked, confused as to the importance of a simple box.

“A very special box, it has six locks on it and my curiosity has been killing me. I intend to learn of its contents before those ponies do…” The weird thing next to Stevie said.

“You’ve met those creepy people before?”

“They aren’t people, they’re ponies. And it depends on what ponies you’re talking about.”

“I can assure you, those weren’t ponies, I’m just high.”

“Oh really? Anyway, do you want to open the box for me?” Discord asked, awaiting patiently for an answer.

Stevie tapped his chin as if he was thinking deeply on the subject, “Why the hell not?” Stevie said, accepting the job.

Discord smiled at this news, hoping their unlikely alliance can finally answer the question on what the box holds. Now, Discord had to lead them to the box, which was easier said than done, considering that the six ponies were the only ones who knew where to find it…

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Applejack trotted back over to her barn after the fiasco with her younger sister had been fixed. It only took a few seconds for her to realize that the barn doors were opened, and the strange creature had left. She couldn’t help but worry, it was a special-needs creature who needed to be treated carefully, and now that it was likely inside the Everfree forest, who knew what sort of dangers the mentally challenged creature would face?

“Hi Applejack!” Said Twilight Sparkle waving a hoof at her from not too far away, her other friends were behind her. “Is the creature okay?” She asked, Applejack knew she would dread answering this question for she feared the consequences she’d face for leaving a mentally challenged animal alone, allowing it to escape.

“Well, umm…” Applejack said, trying to dodge the question, she knew it was inevitable that she’d have to answer, she just tried to find courage by waiting. “Well, he got away…” She said bluntly, from their distance, she still noticed the looks of shock and horror on their faces.

The ponies knew looking for a braindead creature was going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

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On the other side of M. Night Shyamalan's dusty and cluttered desk sat three dark figures, each with a serious look on their face. The kind of look you make when you're all business all the time. "I think we all know why I've summoned you three here."

The three nodded.

"He needs to be brought back alive. If one hair on his beautiful body is gone I'll see to it that you three have your entrails pulled out, you bodies roast on a grill and chopped to bits and then I'll have you three fed to my pet didgeridoo." M. Night Shyamalan said while rubbing a picture of Stevie seductively. No one would ever truly understand the feelings he made him feel.

"We won't fail you emporer Shyamalan." One of the figures said in a monotonous voice that had become famous the world over.

M. Night Shyamalan smiled. "You and me share much in common. Now, go. My scientists are putting the finishing touches to the inter dimensional portal as we speak."

Everything had fallen into play for the dark lord M. Night Shyamalan. However, not all of this mission was about Stevie. For the true reason of his actions would reveal themselves over time. And when they are revealed, M. Night Shyamalan will rule Hollywood. Once and for all...