Me, You and The End

HOUR FIVE OF SEVENTY-TWO

Ponyville was now in ruins. Fires blazed, ponies ran for their lives, statues had crumbled and bodies of the unfortunate line the roads. Everything and everyone was damned to hell, and there was nothing any of them could do about it.

This, however, did not effect Light in the slightest. He casually strolled down the street, walking past a bookstore with the windows busted in and the paperbacks ablaze. A couple ran infront of him, and their collision almost knocked all three of them to the ground, but Light was quick to recover, continuing his walk.

He didn't have a destination set in his mind, but he was sure that one would come to him. All he had to do now was figure out how he wanted to spend his last few hours being alive. He thought over a list of things in his head.

He was already on good terms with his parents. Since the world was ending, he didn't need to pay anymore bills. What little amount of friends he had still respected him. He didn't have a pet. That only left...

"Damnit."

His ex-marefriend, Air, was the only thing he had left open. Well, he's got nothing better to do and everyone's gonna die soon, so why not?

He turned around, now heading towards her house.