MaRbLe WeNt OuTsIdE. ShE sNiFfEd ThE FlOwErS.ThEy Smelled LiKe PINKIE . who iS PiNKie?MARBLE waSN't SuRe. THEn she Remembered.
"PINKIE THIS IS AWESOME!"yelled a small rock farming pony. Her sister was on a table, dancing . Confetti was falling from above, and she had another of her triplet sisters beside her. Marble was so happy. It was her last happy memory. Just a week later, IT had begun. But then, she was happy.
MaRBle looked UP at The CleAr GRay SKy .SHe WAs HAPPY
If only she could remember why.
