This is the story of Stovepipe, a half machine / half pony monstrosity who has a
really terrible day at work in the rainbow factory. Sad, and maybe a little silly; this is my first FiM fiction.

Oh, and if it helps clear things up, he runs along a little track like a monorail. I also do not claim any connection with or ownership of the classic "Rainbow Factory." This is a very different place. Dark? Yes. Grim? Yes. Rainbow killing fillies? No.