Derpy was saying her fairwell to Stygian as they both shared their treats with each other.
Stygian had given Derpy a bottle of his grapejuice and Derpy had given him another muffin.
They promised to speak soon as Derpy departed as dusk rolled in.

She arrived home tired but delightened about how well today went.She placed the left over muffins on
her tabled before taking off her carrier bag.
A small yawn escaped her breath and she walked into her bedrood, she dropped like a brick onto
her bed and shut her eyes,

As she was slipping into the world of dreams she heard a scream from outside.
It was Stygian bolt, he was being attacked by Sunset Breeze.
Stygian was trying his best to land a powerful buck but kept missing, Sunset however was landing
his kicks and punches right on target.
Derpy stared out the window in horror as Stygian took more and more of a beating.
She noticed how Sunset was pushing Stygian dangerously close to the edge of the cloud.
If Stygian did not notice it he would not have enough time to react and open his wings, she thought.
She quickly rushed to the door and tried to open it, forgetting she locked it earlier.
Dashing for the key on her kitchen table, she fell but quickly got back up, once again
rushing to get to the door.
Her hooves shook as she heard grunts and screams of pain from outside.
By the time she had opened the door, Sunset's back hooves were in mid air about to deliver
a powerful buck to the chest.
Derpy watched and felt helpless as the hooves made a connection with the ribcage of Stygian.
This all appeared to happen in slow motion, especially as the sound of ribs cracking and braking
vibrated through the air and into Derpy's ears.
Stygian's mouth opened to scream but no sound came out, suddenly her ears were filled with a
deafening silence as Stygian was pushed off the cloud.
Derpy ran to the edge and tears filled in her eyes as she watched her only friend fall to his death.

"Sty no!"
Derpy screamed as she awoke in a cold sweat, panting heavily.
She caught her breath and took in her surrondings. She had just had a bad dream.
Letting out a sigh of relief she looked out her window and saw the sun slowly rising.
She yawned and got out of bed, preparing herself for the day ahead.
Today was the day she began the start of her new career, a baker.
She could hardly wait and after getting dressed she skipped breakfast so she could begin
to bake another batch of fresh muffins.
Using the left overs from Fire Log, she managed to bake fifteen muffins.
She knew she would not get much sales on the first day, so fifteen was not too bad.

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