Twilight and Lightspeed arrived with a local band in two.
Lightspeed approached Big Mac as the song began. “Big Mac, you’ve got to let it all out. It’s no good to bottle it all up.”
Big Mac gave a heavy sigh and sat up as Twilight said, “Trust me, nothing good comes from keeping it in. Do this for Angel and for yourself.”
Big Mac sighed, “Ah.. Ah can’t..
Lightspeed had his Stratocaster at the ready. “Then I’ll start.” He nodded to Twilight strode to her piano, thus cuing the band to play. Passerby came by to watch, curious to see what show they were in for.
Big Mac sat at the station as Twilight’s hooves softly played the keys to the piano. H