The Two Hundred Words Collab

Hearing Carrot's words, Lyra facehoofed.

Oh my...

"I'm sooo sorry, really." Lyra, sparkling despair in her eyes, began to apologize anxiously. "I mean, I didn't want to, y'know–"

"Well, now that you're conscious and fine..." Carrot Top interjected Lyra, cutting her crying speech. "Instead of going to the hospital, we're heading to the show. Now!"

Lyra's eyes widened. "To the WHAT?!" Alongside Lyra's scream, the filly beside her lit her horn and shouted "Yay!" while Big Mac said "Eeyup!" then, after an overjoyed neigh, began racing.

Despite the cart trembling madly, Carrot Top and the filly were wearing huge smiles on their faces, while Lyra had her mouth wide open, trying her best to understand everything that just happened. Although, she noticed something about everypony there.

Black mascara running down the filly's eyes, wrist cuff just above her hooves. Carrot, with a choker around her neck, wearing a shiny leather jacket with a few rips. And Big Mac upon his face painted white and mascara under his eyelids, wearing a black mane wig covering the side of his left eye.

They... they were already thinking about that?!

Lyra screamed innerly as her voice shouted out loud a bunch of A's.