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04/08/11(Fri)20:13 No.24959989>>24959566 Yay! Okay, here goes.
Twilight Sparkle and her friends, um....Karl, Bill, Applejack, Flimflam, and Rarity, I think, were searching for clues in the Froggy Bottom Bog as to why Spike contracted Hepatitis C. Twilight in particular was having a very unusual time figuring it out because her only book on liver disease was donated to the local community college by Princess Celestia when she wasn't looking.
Pinkie Pie tripped over a rock. It was hysterical. BUT. It wasn't a rock at all!
"Twilight! I think you should see this! This is thee straaaaangest rock I've ever seen!"
"Not now, Pinkie, Spike is dying! Your shenanigans are highly bemusing given our current situation."
"No, really! You have to see this!"
"Don't worry", Applejack started, "Ah'll check it out. What's seems to be the trouble now, miss-HOLY ANTS AT AN ANT FUNERAL, WHAT IS THAT!?"
And there before them lay not a rock, as Pinkie had suggested, but instead a 1982 Dodge Charger, all sick and looking like a badass piece of metal.
Rarity quipped "It looks like something Opal left me in her litterbox yesterday!"
"OOH! There's a door! Can I open it, Twilght? Huh? CAN I CAN I CAN I CAN I CAN I!?"
"Yes! Fine! Well, actually, it wouldn't hurt to look. Maybe what I've been seeking is in there."
And with that, Pinkie Pie opened up the driverside door. It was clearly designed for a creature to operate, but which one....
"Ooh! A Key! A Key I see! Is that key the one for me?" And Pinkbert turned the key to the ignition position. The car started with a thunderous roar! And promptly blew up. THE END |