The next morning, Purple galloped into school, eager to complete her mission. "Hey, Pur-" Gray Wings started, but she cut her off.
"Gray, you need to listen to me. I'm in hot water and I need your help"
"What?!" confusion washed across the pony's face.
"Its Vanilla Blossom!"
Gray gazed at her in a deep shame.
"Purple, this isn't funny. She's been dead for 13 years! You're just getting confused with your dreams." She said dryly, and walked off.
Fighting back tears, Purple ran into the hallway. My best friend... doesn't believe me. What am I supposed to do?
The voice in her head came again. "Tsk, Tsk. Only five hours left, Pastel. How will our 'hero' pull it off?"
My name... is Purple.
"Not for much longer,"
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Vanilla Blossom's Revenge
FantasyVanilla Blossom is out to get Purple Palette; but Purple doesn't know why. Vanilla has somehow gained control over time and space, even though she died years ago? Will Purple Palette be able find out the truth and get back in time before she's trapp...
