LIFE OF STYLO
--Act III--
Pinkie is plummeting to her death.
“Oh! Oh no, oh what, oh-…” Stylo feverishly looked around for help, involuntarily hopping up and down. He was alone in Pinkie’s new rec center.
Suddenly, not giving himself time to think twice, Stylo shot downward through the hole she had left. Careening down through the night air toward the soft light of the city below, he tried his hardest to keep his eyes open and scan the air for his falling friend.
He quickly found her – a bright 粉, 粉色 oblong sticking out amongst the black and blue.
“I SEE YOU, PINKIE!!!” he yelled over...
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