I thought I had life all figured out. I thought I knew pretty much everything, but as it so happened (like it does so many times) I was wrong. I've never been one of those psychos who believes in aliens or big foot or ghosts, but after my adventure, my friends are looking at me like I'm the psycho now.

Ponies. Magic, flying, talking ponies. It's like a little girl's dream come true, but the thing is, I'm not a little girl anymore... so what do I do?

Takes place pre-season 3 because fack you.