Pony Fails

"OH CELESTIA!"

A crowd of ponies gathered around the remains of an unfortunate colt. He was spread across a rather broad area of Ponyville.

All around, mares were crying, stallions were looking away solemnly, and ponies of all ages were rushing into the nearest tall grass to be violently ill.

"That poor colt..."

"How'd that even happen?"

"What was his name? Anypony know?"

"Dunno, never seen him before."

"Wait...I think this is a wing...looks like he was a pegasus..."

"Maybe he's from Cloudsdale?"

"What, and he went down at a forty-five degree angle?"

The grisly remnants of the colt's flank began to shine...

"Oh COME ON! How the hay do you get a cutie mark for DYING?!"

"Umm...I don't know, but...I don't think I wanna find out..."

"Me neither."