My intelligence is what's kept me going so far, for even when common sense says otherwise, I'm usually right. But what happens when ponies start asking questions I can't or won't answer? When suspicions start arising, I'm going to have to pull off my best act yet, or perhaps revealing my secret would be simpler? Eventually I'm going to have to choose.

I am a liar, a deceptionist, a deceiver by nature, but what if the truth really does set you free?

This is my first ever fic. Any and all criticism is welcome, but at least try to make it constructive! And as for all you Haters out there, I will say now: I do not care how much this subject has been done, I love it and I'm putting my own spin on it.