It's been a bad day for you. And it only gets worse when you com home from school to find a changing on your bed, hogging your pillow. Your soft precious pillow, that you'd been looking forward to all day. You're not too happy about it.
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Just a little something that I came up with, after thinking about changelings. I'm aware that this isn't a terribly original story idea, and if it seems too much like other stories I'll take it down. Also, this is my first-ish attempt at comedy. You've been warned.

In a freak accident from the Cloudsdale weather control team, Twilight is struck down by an errant lightning bolt. But the veil of death is relatively thin...