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part 4 -
“I'm here! I'm...” Dash shouted, entering the Weather Bureau office in Cloudsdale. She staggered around, bumping into furniture and other ponies, very nearly falling on her face more than once. Her wings were splayed out, dirty, cocked at odd angles.
“Rainbow Dash! Glad you could make it,” her boss said, a tinge of disappointment in his voice. He sauntered over to her, noticed the tears in the package she was carrying (and slobbering all over, he noted), and snatched it away from her in disgust.
“You wouldn't... believe...” Dash yelled, oblivious to how loud she was, “the traffic on the way here. Usually it's cleeeeear skies and smoooooooooth sailing...”
Her front hooves flailed around as she gestured her adventure to the rest of her co-workers. Their faces reflected a mixture of concern, amusement, and shock.
“But tonight, there was this cloud, and it just... he wouldn't... get out of my way. So I kicked him a few times to try to get him to move...”
“That explains the unscheduled lightning,” one mare whispered to another.
“But enough about me!” Dash screamed, standing up on her hind legs. “Let's PARTY!”
The words had barely left her mouth as she collapsed to the floor and began snoring.
- the end, hurr durr, hope you enjoyed Mr. Requester Man |
