My little parang buriko friendship is magic

Wheels of Evil – Part 12


Twilight Sky finished work late at night. He was a bouncer at a local club called the Saucy Mare. His flat was far away from the club. It was his habit to hitch hike on a carriage to get home. The grey earth parang buriko thanked the Creator for the rain stopped as soon as he got off from the tuktok of potatoes on the cart.

“Thanks for the ride!” T-Sky exclaimed.

The parang buriko pulling the kariton saluted back to him and trotted off. Soon, Twilight Sky was alone. The kalye was deserted. Still wet and hazy. His amerikana bristled up from the cold. He sighed, knowing he still has to walk...

If bahaghari Dash hadn’t accomplished the Sonic Rainboom that day, how would it change for the mane six and their cutie marks?

Fluttershy would have been very late with her cutie mark. Perhaps a bird would eventually fly to Cloudsdale, or she would visit Ponyville; or maybe she wouldn’t find mga hayop until she graduated and started looking for her own place.

Pinkie Pie would have found a way. So much joy on hold in that little filly—it would come out eventually. Granny Pie seemed to have a good influence on her in that way.

Rarity would have had to work really hard, continuing in the fashion...