Interview With A Mad Mare

"Before we begin," started the inmate once Locket had left the room, "do you mind if I ask you some things?"

"Ummm..." Pound trailed off.

'It wouldn't hurt to gain her trust before we begin,' reasoned his mind.

"OK," he replied aloud. "Ask away."

"How's your family?" she asked as if she were a colleague from work instead of an incarcerated murderer.

"I don't know," he lied. He had a feeling it was best to keep his family out of this, at least for the time being. "Haven't talked to them in months."

"Well, if that's not a lie I don't know what is," said the inmate, somehow seeing straight through his ruse. "C'mon, Pound. Aren't we friends?"

The idea of this criminal calling him a friend sent chills careening down his spine, but he knew she wouldn't answer his questions honestly if she knew he'd lied answering hers.

"Fine," he said. "I come from a family of bakers. My mom and dad run a bakery together."

"And your sister?" she asked.

"I don't have a sister," he lied once more. His parents were a long ways away in Ponyville, but Pumpkin would definitely freak out if she discovered Pound had discussed her with a killer.

"Now, Pound," said the murderous Pony, cocking her head slightly to the side. "If you're going to keep lying to me, then I won't be held responsible for any false answers you put into your article."

Watching her move was a very unsettling experience. Her hunched posture and prying eyes gave the viewer a deep chill, yet the movements she performed were almost... cute. Pound thought her long mane was somewhat reminiscent of that old-school Power Ponies villain, whatever her name was, yet the way it covered her face looked a lot like something a shy pony might do to shield themselves from the world.

"Fine," he relented with a sigh, "She opened a bakery of her own a while back."

"Much better," said the inmate, her blue eyes still attempting to pierce their way into his soul.

Pound could only hold eye contact with her for a few moments before he had to look down towards her hooves.

"Glad to know they're all doing well," she continued, sounding quite pleased.