Silver Tune stopped laughing as she saw Trixie approaching her. Coffee Crème and Snow Flake rolled their eyes. Trixie smirked as she stared at Silver Tune's dress. She laughed.
Trixie: hujambo Silver Tune. Have wewe had any luck?
ST: Uhh.. With what?
Trixie: Uh, with your weight loss, of course. Because it sure doesn't look like it.
ST: *growls*
CC: What did wewe say to her?!
Trixie: Shut up, Coffee Cheese. Was I talking to you?
SF: Her name is Coffee Crème!
Trixie: Pfft. Like I care.
CC: *rolls eyes*
Trixie: Anyways pig, I wouldn't try too hard. Maybe your just meant to have a little extra grease.
SF: *gasp*
CC: *gasp*
Silver Tune lowered her head. She dropped the hanger which she was holding. A tear rolled down her cheek.
SF: Just stop it Trixie.
CC: Your hurting her!
Trixie: wewe two shut up.
SF: *growls*
CC: Calm down Snow Flake.
Trixie: *turns toward ST* Look at your body. Look at your legs, they are disgusting. Look at your face. Look at yourself and hate it. wewe should.
SF: Leave her alone, Trixie!
Trixie: *raise eyebrow* Make me.
SF: *grabs chair*
CC: SNOW FLAKE! *jumps in front of SF* Stop!
SF: *growls* Fine.
Trixie: *laughs* Good luck, Silver Tune.
Trixie walked out of the store with a bunch of bags. Snow Flake and Coffee Crème turned to Silver Tune. Snow Flake sighed as she reached for the hanger that Silver Tune had dropped. Coffee Crème hugged Silver Tune.
CC: wewe don't believe her, right?
ST: I.. I.. No.
CC: Is this why wewe weren't eating at school?
ST: *whispers* yes..
CC: Oh dear.
SF: Listen Tunes, wewe don't need loose weight. wewe have a perfect body. Are wewe okay?
ST: *rubs eyes* I-I'm fine. *stands up*
CC: *smiles* You're beautiful, Silver Tune. wewe should know that.
SF: *looks at clock* Whoa. It's already nine.
CC: C'mon, lets go to my house. Your mom gave wewe permission to have a sleepover with us, right?
ST: Umm.. Yeah.. She did.
CC: Great. *grabs bags*
SF: *grabs bags*
ST: *grabs bags*
CC: Lets go then. Thank you!
Worker: *nods*
The three mares walked out of the mall. Snow Flake and Silver Tune followed Coffee Crème. There was no talking.
Trixie: hujambo Silver Tune. Have wewe had any luck?
ST: Uhh.. With what?
Trixie: Uh, with your weight loss, of course. Because it sure doesn't look like it.
ST: *growls*
CC: What did wewe say to her?!
Trixie: Shut up, Coffee Cheese. Was I talking to you?
SF: Her name is Coffee Crème!
Trixie: Pfft. Like I care.
CC: *rolls eyes*
Trixie: Anyways pig, I wouldn't try too hard. Maybe your just meant to have a little extra grease.
SF: *gasp*
CC: *gasp*
Silver Tune lowered her head. She dropped the hanger which she was holding. A tear rolled down her cheek.
SF: Just stop it Trixie.
CC: Your hurting her!
Trixie: wewe two shut up.
SF: *growls*
CC: Calm down Snow Flake.
Trixie: *turns toward ST* Look at your body. Look at your legs, they are disgusting. Look at your face. Look at yourself and hate it. wewe should.
SF: Leave her alone, Trixie!
Trixie: *raise eyebrow* Make me.
SF: *grabs chair*
CC: SNOW FLAKE! *jumps in front of SF* Stop!
SF: *growls* Fine.
Trixie: *laughs* Good luck, Silver Tune.
Trixie walked out of the store with a bunch of bags. Snow Flake and Coffee Crème turned to Silver Tune. Snow Flake sighed as she reached for the hanger that Silver Tune had dropped. Coffee Crème hugged Silver Tune.
CC: wewe don't believe her, right?
ST: I.. I.. No.
CC: Is this why wewe weren't eating at school?
ST: *whispers* yes..
CC: Oh dear.
SF: Listen Tunes, wewe don't need loose weight. wewe have a perfect body. Are wewe okay?
ST: *rubs eyes* I-I'm fine. *stands up*
CC: *smiles* You're beautiful, Silver Tune. wewe should know that.
SF: *looks at clock* Whoa. It's already nine.
CC: C'mon, lets go to my house. Your mom gave wewe permission to have a sleepover with us, right?
ST: Umm.. Yeah.. She did.
CC: Great. *grabs bags*
SF: *grabs bags*
ST: *grabs bags*
CC: Lets go then. Thank you!
Worker: *nods*
The three mares walked out of the mall. Snow Flake and Silver Tune followed Coffee Crème. There was no talking.
Ten Cents
Moneybit's disguise
Please read this: I am warning wewe of a shabiki fic that will make wewe not see Macintosh the same! Tittle: sweet apple massacre. What it's about: I was scared almost to death kusoma cause it's about big Mac violating(raping) the cutie mark crusaders and killing them with knifes he is planing to do the same freakin thing thing with Applejack!!' O_O I hate this freakin horror stuff wewe must be either drunk,stupit,crazy,mental,rapest,and like to see girls die to read this crap! I have read this and I reget kusoma :(
Robotnik: Snooping as usual I see. *Takes cover as a Lotus passes through the hole, and lands in front of the logo*
A police car went through the hole as well, but it was going too slow, and landed on it's roof.
It was a warm evening in Appaloosa, as a Lotus sped down the highway being driven kwa two russian stallions.
Sergi & Apyr's Lotus Eltrot
This was playing on their radio: link
Seanthehedgehog presents
The Racer
Russian driver: *stops car*
Russian stallion: *gets out, with spraypaint*
Russian driver: торопить (Hurry)
Russian stallion: *sprays nyota on sign*
Police ponies:...
The train yard was in a place called Woodstock. It's kwa Port Morris, and a few miles north of Midtown.
Once they arrived, Firearm stopped his car on a bridge going over the yard.
Pierce: Did Browning tell wewe what we're supposed to do?
Firearm: Not really. He just alisema he wanted us to go on an "adventure" *Gets out of his car with Pierce*
Pierce: Well, good thing he told me what to do last night after we returned from St. Foalis. *Pulls out a WA2000 sniper rifle* The Hetfords are making a deal inside that train yard. We have to kill both the buyer, and the dealer. Got a rifle?
Firearm: I think...
Robotnik: Snooping as usual I see! *Talks faster* Snooping as usual *Slows down* I see!
Mare: *Pushing a shopping gari through a supermarket* Excuse me sir.
Store Worker: Yes ma'am?
Mare: What's the saltiest salt in your lineup of salt?
Store Worker: Salt Lake salt from Salt Lake City. May I make a suggestion?
Mare: Yes.
Store Worker: Have wewe ever been to Salt Lake City?
Mare: No.
Store Worker: Well wewe better get going now, because Tom Foolery's performing at the Horseshoe, the city's newest place for standup comedy routine.
Mare: How do wewe know Tom Foolery's going to be there?
Store Worker:...
Song: link
Blue lines fly along the screen, then the words appear
Robotnik: Snooping as usual I see! *Talks faster* Snooping as usual *Slows down* I see!
Special thanks to AquaMarine6663 for letting me use her three OC's, Aqua Marine, Double Scoop, and Blue Fedora.
Our main character for this story is a mwana-, mwana-punda named Ralphie. He will be narrating this story, taking place in Indiana, 1948.
Ponies: *Walking on sidewalk, looking at the snow*
Colts: *Running down mitaani, mtaa passing a yellow house*
Ah, there it is. My old house. And there I am, with that ugly hat, and that dumb smile....
Song: link
Blue lines fly along the screen, then the words appear
Robotnik: Snooping as usual I see! *Talks faster* Snooping as usual *Slows down* I see!
Song: link
This is another intro focusing on my characters from Trainz, but only the diesels are involved this time.
Leon: *Leaving Impala Station, on a passenger train with Stan, Sebastian, and Xavier*
Sean: *Pulling seven coaches as he passes Mike Fonzi pulling twenty freight cars*
Jesse: *Returning from the yards. He yawns as he stops on the turntable*
Ian: *Pulling a freight train with Shayne, and Jerry*
Sean: *Passes Ian,...
Song: link
Blue lines fly along the screen, then the words appear
Robotnik: Snooping as usual I see! *Talks faster* Snooping as usual *Slows down* I see!
St. Foalis Maressouri, 6 PM.
A crowd of thousands of ponies gathered at the Gateway Arch to experience a comedy onyesha that was being filmed live in 4k. The comedian? Tom Foolery.
Crowd: *Clapping, and chanting* Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom! Tom!
Tom: *Arrives at a temporary stage under the Gateway Arch*
Crowd: *Cheering, as they continue to clap*
Tom: Thank wewe everypony.
Crowd: *Continuing to cheer and clap*
Tom: Thank wewe very much....
