Very, Very, Very Short Stories

Angel escaped Fluttershy's cottage one afternoon. Hopping around, he thought of his new found freedom. He thought of all the things he could do now that Fluttershy was gone. How he could live. How he should live. He headed directly into the Everfree Forest. A new life for Angel Bunny. I guess the first thing I'll do is change my name. I sound like a girl. I like Tom. Yes, Tom. Tom is a good name. I am now Tom.

He was only a few feet in the forest. Fluttershy was following him...until, that is, he was eaten by a Timber Wolf.

Fluttershy fell to her knees and sobbed heavily into her forearms. This isn't happening. This can't be happening. I must be dreaming. She told herself, but alas, this was really happening.

~Meanwhile~

Every brony that ever existed cheered when the news of the dead bunny reached their doorstep. They threw party's to celebrate the little menaces death. All were overjoyed. Some cried of happiness. But no matter what they did,it was clear, today was a happy day.