[2nd-Person Fic starring you and Madame LeFlour]

The day to day life on the shelves has grown mundane to you. You begin to wish you had never been manufactured as you waste away on the line in the market.

But when a pink mare comes and takes you away, you never imagined just how much your life would change.

Author's Note: This is a result of me not sleeping for 56 hours straight, keeping myself going only on Sierra Mist and Oreos.

Think of this a la Toy Story.

I am so sorry for writing this.

Good lord, I'm going to bed.