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May. 14th, 2012 04:39 pmIt's a beautiful day in Ponyville. Blue sky, bright sun, happy birds, everything anypony could ask for.
But somepony isn't enjoying it at all. There's a donkey who just moved to town, who is moping over his waterlogged scrapbook.
She ruined it. That filly had set fire to the book, and dumped water on it, and then expected Cranky to be happy.
Well, he isn't. And if this is what Ponyville's going to be like, he isn't sure he wants to stay. Maybe he should try settling somewhere else, although there aren't many places in Equestria where he wouldn't be haunted by memories of the search for Matilda.
But at the moment, he doesn't feel like moving, or even getting up at all. He forlornly lifts a page, then hangs his head as it tears off wetly in his hoof.
But somepony isn't enjoying it at all. There's a donkey who just moved to town, who is moping over his waterlogged scrapbook.
She ruined it. That filly had set fire to the book, and dumped water on it, and then expected Cranky to be happy.
Well, he isn't. And if this is what Ponyville's going to be like, he isn't sure he wants to stay. Maybe he should try settling somewhere else, although there aren't many places in Equestria where he wouldn't be haunted by memories of the search for Matilda.
But at the moment, he doesn't feel like moving, or even getting up at all. He forlornly lifts a page, then hangs his head as it tears off wetly in his hoof.
