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Teacher: Alright you two, smile for the camera!

Hightide: Cheeeese, matey!

Ollie: ….

Teacher: Ollie, please don’t fidget! Or else the picture won’t come out right.

Hightide: Ollie quit lookin down! You gotta smile at the camera! Like this!

• Flashes a creepy grin *

Ollie: Eugh. Uh…is that a-

Hightide: The cold, sun bleached remains of a fallen enemy! Or comrade! I’m not sure!

Ollie: Is it real?

Hightide: Yep!

Ollie: What? No way! Where did it come from?

Hightide: My dad’s closet!

Ollie: Huh??

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Hightide originally had a cigar as well but his teacher, as tolerant of his antics as she is, wasn’t going to allow that. Where he even got the thing no one knows. Neither of his parents smoke. Teacher also thinks the skull is fake. Thinking the possession of a real one is so outrageous, she didn’t get too good a look at it.

And yes. I finally decided to name Ollie, uh, Ollie. I was quite hesitant because I think its weird for ponies to have human names unless it’s meant to be for humor. But eventually the name grew on me. So there you go.