Spooky Skeletons Raid, and Ultimately Pillage, Ponyville

There was a 35 year old skeleton named Craig, this skeleton had a pretty unimpressive body and he ran into the battle flailing a bass guitar (due to the fact that he is a pretty worthless skeleton). He reached the front lines of the raid, aching for blood, he then tripped over a child's corpse, had an aneurysm and died.

Meanwhile, Rainbow dash sat atop a cloud flicking through the XXX - Adventures of Daring Doo (XXX being the thirtieth novel, get your mind out of the gutter) when she heard loud screams emanating from below her cloud pimp pad. She hovered down to the ground to see a large, unruly armada of very musical skeletons flipping over cars, vandalising the walls of shops and murdering families at random and selling the children into slavery in the griffon kingdoms. RD saw clearly that these skeletons must be pretty cool party bros and joined in on the pillage, she began to kick pregnant horses in the stomach and punch cancer victims when a thought came to her.

"What if skeletons are not an heroes?" She pondered this whilst gazing at the carnage unfolding around her.

skeletons had just started making fun of disabled foals coming off of he short bus, they were cackling madly at their jokes, and the foals began to cry. After seeing this something in rainbow dash's mind snapped, if we were to visualise it, it would look like her brain formed a crack, and blood poured out of the wound. This, of course, caused RD to have a violent seizure, her flailing limbs breaking the jaws of many skeletal warriors. The ponies cheered at their newfound hero, her mouth froth caused many skeletons to fall, and be unable to get up. Then something terrible happened. She had a stroke and was kill. Her eyes turned into little X's and her younger rolled out of her mouth.

"Noooooo000ooooo!" Screamed Applebloom, "You blew it up! You blew it all up, you filthy goddamn animals!"

The skeletons enclosed upon the scared crowd of ponies, the smell of their fear mixed with the smell of faeces as the sheer spookiness of the horde threatened to envelop them, just then a large flash did a thing and a GHOOOOOSSSST popped out.

"Sup I'm Craig," said the ghost.

Everyone screamed and flew into the air from the force of the poo coming out of their sore pony buttocks.