One day, our happy little mutated Blossom is trotting across her field enjoying all the pretty flowers. She stops to admire one that looks like it may have some nice necter for Lady Moonshine when she senses something amiss in the calm air.

Oh dear, he looks hungary! I hope Blossom isn't too scared of him!
RUN BLOSSOM RUN! Eew! I can't believe he, no! Nonono! Ugh, Disgusting.

Well, guess we know what happened to dear old Blossom. No more necter for her!

Whoa that's a big bite!

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