Meet Penny part 5

Harold slept soundly in his bed with the mysterious old oil lamp on his nightstand. The exchange student woke up suddenly to hear the sound of walking, coming from outside.

"I have not heard sounds this creepy since me and my family were back in Saddle Arabia, I mean the Tarko Desert", said Harold, remembering that "Saddle Arabia" was the Tarko Desert's informal, Pony-given name.

He picked up the lamp with his magic, ready to use it if unforseen bad things may happen. Harold stepped outside his door, into the cool-temperatured night. He suddenly heard the same sound from around the side of his house and began to walke backwards to make sure that it would not pop out in front of him. All of a sudden, he felt his backside bump into something warm and scaly-feeling. He lifted up his hind leg to feell for anything else and he felt feathers above the scales.

The Unicorn Pony colt gulped in fear, hearing the thing breathe behind him. As he slowly turned around to see what it was, the thing spoke to him in a sinister-sounding female voice.

"Kind of late at night for a stroll, isn't it?" said the voice.

Harold turned around successfully and saw it to be Wary, the female Cassowary, with a wicked look in her eye. Harold turned around back around, only to find Wary's brother, Cass, standing right there, also looking sinister. Cass quickly headbutted the lamp out of Harold's magical grasp and pinned him down with his claws.

"Are we going to finally eat a Pony foal, sis?" Cass asked his sister.

"We sure are, bro", snickered Wary.

Harold was speechless with fear as he was carried away by the two Cassowaries, knowing that he was about to become dinner.










A few minutes later, Penny showed up out of nowhere, for she heard all the noise being caused by Harold foalnapping.

"It's like midnight", moaned Penny as she wandered through the night, "What could possibly-"

That's when she spotted the oil lamp, lying on the ground all alone.

"Harry's in trouble, clearly", said Penny, picking up the lamp in her teeth. She quickly rushed down a path, followin the strange, large, Bird-like footprints in the dirt with the scent of Pony with them. She knew right away that her new friend was going to be a midnight snack if she did not do something.


To Be Continued