Blobskin's Macro/Micro Flash Fics

Version: 1.01

Anon twirled and twirled, arms high as he screamed for joy. Bits, each the size of a house, crashed down around him. He was rich rich RICH!! The world was his. Houses, cars, mares! His crazy business venture had worked and now he would buy Canterlot itself! He wa--

His internal celebration abruptly ended as a golden coin crashed down on his frail human body. A tiny splotch of blood dribbled across the wooden floor. "Uhm," the maid high above him droned nervously. "Do I still get paid for this?" she asked innocently, a bag half-full of bits still held over her head.