Quirltober 2021 Collection

Cake was brushing her mane and getting ready to head to bed after a successful trick-or-treating experience. Although she had grown quite a lot since the previous holiday, no one turned her away. Some neighbors even expressed their happiness of seeing her again and cooed over her costume anyways. 

She heard a gentle knock on the front door in between brush strokes. She paused, listening closely to the hoofsteps of her mother on the wooden floor. She could hear the flaxen mare mutter “It’s getting too late for this nonsense” under her breath. 

The door opened and Cake heard a scream. The filly rushed to the door. She found her mother threatening the stranger with a kick from her hind hoof. The stranger was…

Cake gasped and froze. A skeleton. 

Its head shifted, as though it was studying the mare. “I’m awfully sorry, ladies. I didn’t intend to frighten you.” It -he- paused, intently looking at Rice’s hoof. The mare put it down and turned to face the stranger. 

“You can speak?” she asked, incredulously. 

“Of course,” the skeleton seemed hurt. “Don’t worry, I’m not the undead creature of the legends. I’m simply a skelicorn. My appearance was made possible by the magic of the Dew Tree. “

“Skeli-corn,” Rice and Cake repeated, otherwise completely dumbstricken.

The stranger bowed his head. “I’m aware that it’s getting late, and that the atmosphere of the night may not have benefited from your appearance on your doorsteps.

“Unfortunately, I’m lost. I promised that I would visit my nephews today and, well… I don’t know their exact address.”

Cake was the first one to react. “What are your nephews’ names, sir?” 

“Their names are Aaron and Bill. Both have blue coats.”

The filly immediately knew who he was referring to. “Of course! Go down the street towards the school and turn left. Their house has a fake tombstone in the yard, you can’t miss it.”

The skelicorn’s posture brightened. “Thank you so much, young lady. Have a great night.”

And as quickly as he had arrived, he left. Fried Rice closed the door behind him and locked it. “No more answering the door at this time of the night, thank you very much,” she said shakily.