The Elements Of Harmony Fight The Skyfoogle
I scanned the Canterlot Gardens and smiled.
"Nice," I said.
Unfortunately, the silent silence was broken by the arrival of a loud and noisy school class.
"GIRLS!" yelled the teacher, before suddenly calming. "Now this is an interesting statue. What do you notice about it?"
I walked over, intrigued by the statue.
"It's got an evil claw!" piped one pony.
"And a lion paw!"
"And a snake tail!"
"This creature is called a Draconequus..." began the teacher.
"Sorry to be so pedantic," I interrupted. "But that's not a Draconequus."
"Yes, it is!" insisted the teacher.
"It is not!" I responded bluntly.
"What is it then?" said one of the fillies.
"It's The Skyfoogle!" I announced.
"It's a Draconequus," said the teacher, ignoring me. "What do you think it represents?"
"Confusion! Evil! Chaos!" chanted several students.
"Nonsense!" I objected.
"It's not chaos, you dildo!" yelled one filly.
"Don't call me things I don't know the meaning of!" replied another.
"You're both wrong!" declared another.
They then all began to wrestle.
"Nah, mate," I quipped. "John Cena is best wrestler!"
"Actually," the teacher said, breaking up the fight. "In a way, you're all right."
"You would be," I objected. "If it wasn't THE SKYFOOGLE!"
"Excuse me, sir!" snapped the teacher. "I highly doubt you are a qualified teacher!"
"I'm not," I replied. "But I can tell the difference between a Skyfoogle and a Dreconaqeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeqadonqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeconaqeuconeconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconeuconeqadreconqaqreconaqeuconeqadreconequesuucuacraconeqass!"
"A Draconequus," corrected the teacher.
"That's what I said," I remarked.
"This statue is called Discord," the teacher continued. "It represents the Disharmony between ponies."
"Again, it's-"
"You three have demonstrated Discord so well, you're each going to write an essay on it."
Everypony laughed.
"Now let's go..."
It was then I noticed cracks appearing on the statue. Suddenly there was a terrible noise. There was an awful yelling and crying, there was the noise of chains rattling, and someone shouting, suddenly the statue burst apart. And there it was!
THE SKYFOOGLE!
"QUICK!" I screamed. "GET OUT! GET OUTTA HERE! THE SKYFOOGLE HAS ESCAPED!"
And I dashed off, faster than an electronic pirate fox.
