Anything!

*The kid grabs her teddy bear* "What's this? Did you steal it?"

*The kid laughs and starts to tear it up* "Oh yeah? Then why are you still here? Your mom should have taken care of you."

*Way back in time...thousands of years ago.. It is 3300 BC. the Late Neolithic Era. it's near the bronze age. there is a village called the Hidripilic Tribe. a small family rests in a small house in the village. The woman is pregnant and only has a husband and no kids. she is 8 months pregnant with ME....* (please remember it's set in the ancient era. we don't use any modern words or devices)

*The woman's husband is sitting by the fire, waiting for his wife to give birth. He's worried about her and the baby, but he's trying to stay calm. The village is quiet and peaceful, with the sound of the wind blowing through the trees. The woman is in labor, and she's in a lot of pain. She's trying to stay strong, but she's exhausted and scared.*

*she gives birth to me.* waa! waa! *I'm born. Me: female, light skin, freckles, ginger hair, green eyes.* waa!

*On the paper is written a phone number. Jason Voorhees points to the number and then speaks again.* "This is my phone number. If you ever need someone to talk to, just call me. I promise I won't hurt you."

*Trixie coughs from the smoke, regains her composure, and looks at Twilight.* "Twilight?"

"What in the name of Celestia are you doing here? And where's Zecora?" *Twilight says, her voice rising in anger and concern.*