It seemed to be a bad day, not only because the sky was grey and the wild north wind was battering the town, but also because, somehow, everypony's manes and tails were...well, alive. It wasn't an entirely bad thing; they worked to the ponies' utility. Rarity's mane could even make dresses and design them. Twilight used her tail to organize her library without Spike's help. Even Rainbow Dash tried to use it to augment her speed. Everypony was happy with their new "assistants", but, the problem was, who was responsible for this magical situation? Who and why would anyone give life to each mane and tail in Ponyville? However, another question was raised: who? The new manes were useful, and everypony loved them.

      11 p.m. The hour of the first death. More doubts appeared and fear started to get spread. That somepony scared somepony else, and so on. In the climax of dread, another died. Applejack's tail strangled Rainbow Dash. "What in the hay!" Applejack screamed in surprise and stunned terror while her tail started to break every single bone available in Rainbow's neck. Twilight ran to help, but the tail didn't want to release Rainbow Dash. "Why?" screamed Bon-Bon in equal terror as her mane threw rocks at Lyra. Suddenly, everypony's manes and tails were trying to kill, with knives, with rocks, even with nothing at all, the objective was death. Rarity's long mane threw a knife against Pinkie's head. Even dead, Pinkie's fluffy tail threw a silver plate against Rarity's neck and she died immediately. A Dantesque scene was playing all over Ponyville. Twilight, the last one, saw a rock going in her direction. In her last whisper, she said "Dear Celestia, today I learned to not keep negative feelings against…"

      This joke went too far, Celestia…