Uh oh horse story

So there’s this flaming gilded horse right?

He flies down from in-between two massive parting clouds in the sky

It seems as if he’s trotting on the air

As he lands you can hear a very faint metallic ringing

He turns away from you at a 3/4 pose

You step forward but stop as he begins to speak...

I am a really really special pony, Garth

I’m not sure you could handle all that I am

You quickly respond,

Well how do you know that, pony?

You have not proven yourself, this is obvious

The pony’s eyes spin and become pitch black

Suddenly the flames which once seemed so pure turn to a visible sickly green odor, billowing from his now exposed rib cage

You must trust me, Garth

I could not begin to explain my power

You spill the coffee you’re holding

Okay