Francis Yegde was just your average vamp kid. Hated sunlight, only seemed to talk with other vamp kids, loved the Twilight book series, and always wore stupid plastic fangs. One day his life changed forever when he mysterious had his head smashed in from the back with a blunt object. Now he must struggle though with his new life in Ponyville, and the many romantic troubles to follow.

Note: This story is not meant to be serious at all, its is supposed to be as edgy and cliche as possible. Please keep this in mind while reading. Thank you, and have a nice day.

2nd Note: This is written proof that I hate myself.