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Tinker looked at his soccer ball with some apprehension before looking down at the papers scattered about the playgruond, all full of calculations that should be above a foal's understanding. "Hmm...seems about right..." He slowly put two hooves ontop of the ball, then a third, and finally a forth. Squeaking and squealing he attempted to keep himself up on top of the ball before trying to move forward with it, only to suddenly finding the ball going backwards..! And oh hello floor!!!

He groaned as he got up, rubbing at his nose.

"Monster!!!!" His ears perked up suddenly at the shrill cry from a filly, follow by several others. He wonder if it was a new game as he quickly made his way over to see a group of colts and fillies screaming rather insulting names. What the H E double hockey sticks was going on? He went to investigate further.

Tink's eyes widen in sheer surprise at the sheer venom in some of the insults. He couldn't understand this...this intolerance. They had undead phonies running around, for Hades' sake!Huffing, he pushed and kicked his way to through the crowd. Seeing her posture, he was not about to let his friend give them what these idiots wanted. And so he put himself between Nevermore and them, took a deep breath and.... "SHUUUUUUUUUUUSH!"

He lived with two sisters, two mothers, and visited his theathical uncle often, he knew how to scream, but more so, he knew how to speak with barely a need to raise his voice. "How dare you to waste your gift of speech in such wrenched words...." He snarled under his breath. "Have your parents taught you nothing? Have you come to dishonor them by being nothing better then bullies? Begone and look into your mirrors, oh children of waste, you are nothing but monsters yourselves, or did you not know they come in 'normal' settings too!"

He stomped his hooves when he got a few blank looks. "....Leave, or I'll tell on all of you!"

His body tensed at the smack, a soft yelp escaping his mouth with startled rather then pain. His fur bristled and he...laughed. Hollow as it was. It hurt more then she was trying to send him off then that little smack. She was his friend and that's all that matter, even if she did hit him. "You think they don't call me names? I am no more normal then you. No one is. There is nothing normal or abnormal about any of us. You look different, fine, but I act different. I quoted the raven to you upon our first meeting. I play with dolls, and have tea parties and put on my mama's dresses.." He rounded about her, cutting her line of vision to the filly. "Don't be stupid and try to guard me. You cannot command friends more then you can teach a pet rock a trick. I should know, I tried. Come on, Nev, let's go play and forget them."

Tink sighed a little, what she said was truth. He had seen her siblings and the others, and if this was the reaction to Nev, then he didn't want to think how they would react to Exp, or Purl. But he still couldn't allowed his friend to do what she was thinking.

"Then we tell their parents, parents that ground and give no desserts to bullies. If that doesn't work, then we make a club where they don't get in. We do great incredible things that they can only dream to do. My mama says to never lower yourself down to the level of bullies, and she is right. Let's be fantastic, abnormal and strange and ever fun and let them live in their little black and white world." He smirked a little and whispered. "Besides, if we are sneaky, we can get my aunt Barley to give them some foul tasting drinks."

Tink perked up when his words seemed to finally get through. With a small smile, he stood up straighter and kicked up his own dust before following his friend, saying loudly enough to be heard. "Mama said she would bring a chocolate cake home, I think we should go have us a big ol' piece. We can tell her all about our little adventure and she'll know just the phonies to call."

Tink climbed on the other swing, laying on it on his stomach and letting his legs just hang off it as he rocked back and forth. He tilted his head and gave her a small smile. "Don't worry about it. It didn't hurt, 'sides you just wanted to protect me, right? Same as I did you. That's what friends are for. To have fun and make bad times don't seem to bad."

"They gonna pick on me no matter what, what's another thing? 'Sides, have you seen my mama? She'll bring down brimstone on whoever hurts her babbies." He shrugged as he rocked a bit more and grinned. "I like being your friend, even if you keep saying silly things to me. I think we gonna have too much fun together to let silly fillies and colts get on our way.You not gonna get rid of me that easy.."

"Quasi-normal.." Tink let out a high pitched giggle and wiggled about in his own swing until he flopped out of it like a slug. Getting back up to his hooves, he grinned like a mad man. "Yes, yes she does." He wiggled his eyebrows and began walking. "We may have to steal it, but we shall have cake! What a quest it shall be!"