Watching Walter the ballroom-dancing unicorn on stage, you'd think he was all honey and sweetness inside, right? Well, you'd be wrong. Come inside the apartment and you'd see the real Walter. He's got guns and knives leather jackets and nunchuks and all sorts of tough stuff.
But that's the way it is - when you grow up a unicorn on the mean streets of south neverland, you learn to be rough - or you don't make it out alive. Long eyelashes, rhinestone horseshoes and a fluffy mane might take you places in showbiz, but in the gritty world of gangs and street wars, they make you a target.
But with a combination of streetwise attitude and a killer foxtrot Walter knew he could make it. He just knew it. And make it he did!
And hey, if Walter had to off a few talking bunnies and the occasional leprechaun and whatnot along the way - Well, tough luck.
Life's a bitch.
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