"Aw, the little mousie is sick?" Pinkie Pie interrupted, turning towards Mr. Cheesenibbler who was shivering in fear from the vehicle. Clearly oblivious to the mouse's discomfort, Pinkie Pie rode over and almost squished the tiny bed beneath the wheels. Mr. Cheesenibbler let out another shrill squeal, holding his paws out in front of him and keeping his eyes shut tight. Finally Pinkie brought the vehicle to a halt millimeters from the edge of his bed. Backing of slightly, she peered over the handlebar at the sick mouse, who had opened his eyes to find that he was still alive, his body still trembling.