A lot of horses might wander by here and think about how beautiful it is, how lovely the sun is when it shines in from above, how the gentle breeze plays at the tattered curtains that entrap the mystical structure. You could think about those things... if you wanted to and you have to admit you did for a minute. After all, even if you're playing the villain, being in a fairytale is kind of everyone's dream. Right? Because seriously, physics don't even apply and who doesn't want to call up ACME for instant delivery of dynamite that blows up you but never lets you catch the roadrunner. Ok... so not all fairytales are ideal. Still... an evil villain can dream.

But anyways, dreams or not, you're doing a fairly good job of playing the evil villain right now. Your huffing and bellowing has sent some poor creature skittering and skipping sideways, head tossing about in the air. You know that look- it's one you've worn many times. Fear. Well, maybe for her. You tend to look like that when you're over-reacting. Drugs kind of make everything hazy and make things all the sudden pop up where they weren't before. Like the little Blue when she fell from the tree. Although that was more her doing than the drugs... It still makes you smirk when you think about how you stole your obnoxious boggart companion from her.

Anyways, back to the thing that you scared. A second look at it- her- makes you furrow your brow in confusion. Is she really that tiny or are you just seeing things? Nope, she's definitely tiny. And, as she has been well-trained to do, you see nothing on her face except neutrality. Drugs do not leave you with the senses to scrutinize minutia like tight mouths and whites around eyes. You've barely got enough consciousness to wrap your brain around her miniscule stature. At least she's got enough sense to answer you. “You're kind of small,” you respond back to her, not trying very hard to make normal conversation. “What good are you, anyways?” Already your mind is clicking, turning, whirring... maybe she will have some hidden, secret talent. Maybe she will be worthy to let in on your little plan to take down the Glass Horn and the Golden Asshole. Maybe... But it better be a pretty damn good talent. Otherwise you might consider just squashing her and putting her out of her misery now.

Above you, your little wisp of a companion uses her new found magic to levitate a rock from the ground and let it bob all about. She considers jettisoning it at the little pony, just to see how she will react, but she waits a moment, having enough sense not to piss you off just yet. If the pony proves useful and the little boggart causes her to run off. Well... she's smart enough to know that a bad day will swiftly be headed her way.

@[Rayo]- sorry for the delay, I was waiting for you to get internet back :D