wishbones

didn't you read the intro? if you don't want to hear my origins, than go read something else.

seriously. this is your last chance.

by going any farther you jeopardize any right to complain.

seriously.

i can only protect you so much.

this is you last, final, *absolutely,*** final chance.

still here? good.

it all started awhile a go. contrary to the hoopla that was told in the episode, i had only been in the chest for a few months. i think i might have been high on dust or something. i won't bore you with how old i actually am (forgotten), where i was born (forgotten), or how i came to be a wish-granting undead. (what do you think i'm going to say?), but i digress (doesn't know what that means) i will tell you how i ended up a fashionable paper-wheight in the grim reapers trunk. bear with me on this, because it all started in magical horse land.

i woke up lying rather uncomfortably on top of several rocks. now, that was one of the only times that i was glad to be a skeleton.

(AUTHORS NOTE: he is a wish-granting skeleton right now, and really SELFISH!)

(NARRATORS NOTE: i will not be granting you the writing abilities of Stephan King, J.K. Rowling, and rick Riordan!)

i got up and looked around. it was more of the same. rocks everywhere. a barn a few hundred yards away, but not much more. big rocks, small rocks, some as big as your head! i cracked my neck and promptly tripped over something squishy.

wait- squishy?

i looked down and saw that i had tripped over a small pink pony.

"wat?"

i was sitting Japanese style waiting for the pink one to awaken. i thought about conjuring up a cup of tea or something when i heard a groan from her. i know it's a her because... because i'm magic. that's definitely the reason. her eyes fluttered open and the first thing she saw was me. that might have been because i was directly in her line of sight. now, what would you expect she would do, seeing a fairly large bipedal skeleton monster sitting Japanese style in front of her? scream and run away? or stand there stupidly and act like a regular horse? the answer was A. after hiding behind a sizable boulder, she looked at me like i was the devil himself.

somewhere in hell:

marvin set down the papers he was looking through, took off his glasses, sighed, and shivered.

it took me a while, but i managed to get her to come out from behind the rock. i have absolutely no idea why i was spending so much time trying to gain this pink thing's trust, but something told me she was important. i simply sat there, and curiosity got the better of her. it was like any scared animal. i just waited, and she eventually came out. i chuckled as she started to sniff my hand.

i chuckled. "animals will be animals."

she looked up at me, squinted and, i swear i'm not making this up, said,

"hey! that's not nice! i'm not an animal!"