[Manehatten - MoM Hub]

Sprinkles studies the body for a moment. He remembers the day the bombs fell. He remembers watching countless ponies - friends and comrades - die beneath the magical onslaught of soul-burning fire.

Quick or not, it was a horrible way to go.

The robot notices the item held in the skeleton's grasp. An old statuette. A shiny little mirror image of Twilight Sparkle. One of the Ministry Mares, and of Pinkie's best friends.

And in Pinkie's final moments, a source of comfort for his commander.

"Better than most, Miss PV," Sprinkles quietly observes. "Better than most..."