Good evening boys and girls! It's that time again for another lovely story! Magi style!

Tuck yourselves in and smile big, because this is quite the tale!

Now, my friend (Whom I shall refer to from now on as Billy) and I liked to have some good old fashioned hikes! At night! Like, really really late! There are many adventures that stemmed from our hikes! Like exploring long pipes underground, or wearing shorts and t shirts in the middle of February at the top of a mountain, and still feeling pleasantly toasty because of a solar flare! Or even running into a group of ruffians and showing them what for! But adventures are not all fun and games kiddies. It should be left to professionals, like Billy and I! For in the darkest corners of the world lie ferocious beasts that only the strong may face!

One evening, Billy and I were on one of our hikes in the mountains! It was around 2AM. We decided to stop when we heard some rustling in the bushes by us! Now Billy and I always went on hikes prepared children. And when I say prepared, I mean armed with .22 tacticals.

We thought our little rifles could handle whatever rodent must be making this noise and coming toward us. So we took aim and turned on our tac lights.

What stared back into this illumination was the most brilliant set of golden eyes I had ever seen! It wasn't long before we realized we were staring death in the face, in the form of a mountain lion not 15 feet away!

But we didn't panic children! Well, we did, but neither of us will admit it. For those of you not familiar with bullety things, a .22 against a mountain lion is about as effective as hitting an airplane with a rock. It won't do much unless you hit it in just the right spot!

It was a Mexican Standoff! Would we shoot, or would it pounce? It felt like forever, though realistically it was about three minutes. The lion, overcome by our manliness and bravado, turned around and left. We had won the stare down with one if the mountain's most ferocious killers!

And that's when we found out that the 32 McDoubles in Billy's fridge we bought the other day had gone bad.

Good night Canterlot!