Bilbo The Pony

Bilbo the pony had a secret. He went to every length posible to keep this secret for he feared if anyone found out would painfully murder him...or worse...kick him out of his own personal club of ponies who hate goats. He didn't realy know how this club got started and thinking about it made his head hurt so he ignored it completely.."Ignorance is bliss" he said aloud. Bilbo was walking to the local orange soda shop to buy...you guessed it...orange soda. Bilbo knew ordinary ponies didn't drink orange soda. But Bilbo was no ordinary pony. He thought about his secret for a second then blocked it out in fear that farmer spys were reading his mind with stolen alien technology. Thinking about them made his stomach hurt. Regular orange soda wasn't going to calm him down now, not after thinking about those farmer spys, so he headed down to an ally way he knew orange soda dealers soled soda...illegally. He tried blocking this thought from his mind in case of spy farmers but the closer he got the more excited he got. Bilbo had some weird orange soda addiction. He finally reached the ally and was two feet away when a goat stepped into his path. "HEY!!" shouted the goat. Bilbo backed up in fear. "Don't pretend I don't know! We goats reconize fellow goats when we see them!" The goat bit Bilbos side and pulled and off came a costume shaped like a horse and there stood...a goat.