(Dialogue/description)
Young colt Skutump sits in some grass playing with two action figures. “now kiss!” He demands. unaware he is being observed by Shiney Glimmer. Who takes note of a nasty looking cut on the foal. “yo, yo kid, that’s mad infected!” He helpfully points out. skutump scowls, but is not surprised to see shiney. “so? I’m playing-“
“rude!” Shiney rolls his eyes.
Looming over the foal the grin returns to their face. “you need it cleaned! (By your mom) lest the infection reaches your brain, and kills you!”
Petrified by the implication. Skutump rushes off with tears streaming down his cheeks. Hollering for his mom as he disappears. shiney glimmer watches with a grin. Turning away with a content smile. “a job well done! I’m so helpful!” They applaud themselves. Ten minutes later. Shiney places with the figurines the foal left. When Skutump comes sliding back in. Tears still pour from his eyes. “Shiney! She- she said no!”
sniffling the colt tries to talk, but is racked with sobs. “I’m- scared! I- I don’t want to die!”
shiney chuckles. “oh relax! Hold still! This won’t hurt! (Much)”
the grinning head hovers behind Skutump. Who watches wearily as a scaled tentacle spins from the grass. Winding it’s way up to lightly tap the oozing wound. in a flash of gold sparkle the injury is gone. The tentacle retreats in a spiral. ”There, good as new!” Shiney chirps. skutump sniffs. Staring back at Shiney with an incredulous look. “You- could- could you do that the whole time?” He asks. Shiney smiles cheekily, “maybe~“
at a lose for words skutump just glares at Shiney.
