*the present in the house with Singsong Moon glows a little, giving off warmth as it shakes a bit*

*the gift in front of Singsong Moon pulsates a bit as she watches it*

*the gift glows a bit brighter, then sparks with a "pop!" giving Singsong Moon a small zap*

*the box seems to let out a wispy snicker as Singsong Moon glares at it, pulsating a bit more as the glow dims back to how it was before*

*it continues to pulsate inside of Singsong Moon's saddlebag, making it a little warm, though nothing happens, thankfully*

*the box glows and a young voice comes from it, Singsong Moon's saddlebag glowing in unison with the words* "Im bored, lets do fun things!"

*there is a pause from the box, then it speaks again to Singsong Moon* "Oh, what I meant to say was, can we do something fun?"

"Hey, hey lady, hey, hey lady, hey, hey lady, hey, hey lady!" *the box keeps glowing, it's voice muffled by Singsong Moon's bag as she sits*

*a bored groan comes from Singsong Moon's saddlebag* "Fine! I'll find fun myself!" *her bag starts to wiggle*

*there is a pause for a minute before the box speaks up again to Singsong Moon* "Can I have some?"

*the bag moves again under Singsong Moon's hoof* "You know, this can be thought of as cruel and unusual punishment, not feeding me."

*a smallish black muzzle pokes out of the bag* "Says the mare that put me in a bag."

*the bag wiggles a little more and falls over as Singsong Moon scurries back, a young glowing black colt crawling out of it* "Thank you!"

"Well I'm just the box, you still haven't received the actual gift yet!" *he sits down and looks at Singsong Moon, glowing as he talks*

"Yep!" *he smiles huge as his teeth glow, then he sighs* "But good luck opening me, even I don't know how." *he shrugs*

*his ears go back a bit at Singsong Moon's question* "I take that offensive, my name is.... uh...."

*he glares at her a little, then giggles a little and sits down* "Okay okay, we can come up with a name, but nothing with 'box' in it."

*he looks over at Sherlock Hooves and John Trotson, squeaking as he quickly crawls back into the saddlebag, shifting into a black box*

((Night night Sherlock Hooves!))

((Lockbox will now be played by my newest account Lockbox Pony! working on getting a pic and other missing stuff at the moment ^_^))