Sprout is known by many as comic relief, and he tends to come about as clumsy and a bit lacking in knowledge, but behind all the clumsiness and stupidity, there is a much more darker side to him. As his relationships with those around him as well as his experiences all build up inside him like bricks in a wall, it seems as though he pushes society away and begins to go... a bit mental. Once the wall is completed, will his friends and enemies be able to tear it down, or will he be forever encaged and remain in isolation?

This story is meant to be a fusion fic of MLP: A New Generation and Pink Floyd's 1979 rock opera: The Wall.