…and you wake up. On the moon.

Your eyes widen in realization; those sonsabitches launched you all the way up here all 'cause you were trying to be nice and decided not to let the world end. How rude. You cross your arms across your chest and look up to Ponyland planet, a loud harrumph leaving you as you pout angrily. Suddenly, a thought strikes your very being.

How are you able to breathe up here?

Oh wait, you’re not. Regretting your last harrumph, you begin to choke, and your vision blurs rapidly. You're pretty much dead at this point, you realize.

Please, just let this be a nightmare… moon. A tear of mirth floats away from your now dead form as you laugh out the last bit of oxygen you have left.

…Fuck.

Author's Note

Why're these so short? What the fuck else am I supposed to do continue past canon?

This was supposed to be in the placeholder, but couldn't add it until I got home:

Well, this shitfest is over. All of you who disliked this were right to do so and all of you who liked it, shame on you but really, fucking love you guys regardless lmao

As for the endings? Yeh, I know they're crap; I'll probably end up writing the ending I was originally going to do