Papa Boule was a short tempered 69 tahun old stallion. He stopped his train at the station, and someone else was taking over for him.
Pony: *Putting oil on the engine*
Papa Boule: *Notices this, and walks towards him* Don't just slap the oil on anywhere dammit! *Takes the oil can* Look where the hell you're putting it! *Putting oil on the running gear* This machine was running before anda were born. *Stops putting on oil* She's like a woman. *Rubs the running gear with a rag, spreading the oil around* If anda don't treat her just the right way, she'll make your life miserable. Do it right for god's sake. *Gives him the oil can* I'll be back to check, and remember, a grease job is not a bath! *Walks across the street, and into a cafe*
Conductor: *Walking past eight Nazi ponies. Once he passes them, he goes into the cafe, and towards Papa Boule who is at the counter* Papa.
Papa Boule: Ugh. *Walks away from the counter, and to a table*
Conductor: The cup. *Holding a metal bottle of coffee*
Waiter: *Puts a cup on the counter*
Conductor: *Looks behind him* I see Labiche has finally diberikan anda a train.
Papa Boule: *Looks at the conductor, then out the window*
Conductor: And all the way to Germaneigh.
Papa Boule: Some train. anda see any artillery? atau a load that makes a stallion feel important? Will it change the war? Nah. The important shipment goes to the front!
Conductor: Boule. *Goes to the meja with his coffee bottle, and cup, and sits down selanjutnya to him* Have anda read what's in those crates?
Papa Boule: I don't believe anything they write! Open a crate, you'll find champagne, perfume! atau anything else they mencuri from us!
Conductor: I've been talking to one of the truck drivers. They really are paintings.
Papa Boule: So what?
Conductor: Million dollar art. Picasso, Braque, Renoir.
Papa Boule: *Happy* Renoir. I used to know a mare who modeled for Renoir. She smelled of paint.
Conductor: Boule. anda are a good engineer, they told me so. But anda must be careful. Champagne, and perfume can be replaced, but not art. These paintings are important.
Papa Boule: *His smile disappears* Really?
Conductor: The glory of France!
Papa Boule: The glory of France.
Schmidt: *Walks into the cafe, and looks at Papa Boule* Are anda the engineer?
Papa Boule: *Referring to the conductor* Does he look like an engineer?
Schmidt: anda will not leave the station tonight. anda will stand oleh your engine. Ready to leave in a moment's notice. *Walking away*
Papa Boule: Ja mien Corporal.
Schmidt: *Turns around, and is offended. He says nothing, and leaves*
Papa Boule: Check.
Conductor: anda be careful how anda speak to them.
Papa Boule: I'm too old to be careful. *Drinks his coffee* The glory of France.
Conductor: *Pours his coffee into his cup, and drinks it*
Papa Boule: *Pays the waiter for his coffee* Give me the change in franc pieces.
Waiter: *Puts four francs on the counter*
Papa Boule: *Puts all four of them into his pocket*
2 B Continued
Pony: *Putting oil on the engine*
Papa Boule: *Notices this, and walks towards him* Don't just slap the oil on anywhere dammit! *Takes the oil can* Look where the hell you're putting it! *Putting oil on the running gear* This machine was running before anda were born. *Stops putting on oil* She's like a woman. *Rubs the running gear with a rag, spreading the oil around* If anda don't treat her just the right way, she'll make your life miserable. Do it right for god's sake. *Gives him the oil can* I'll be back to check, and remember, a grease job is not a bath! *Walks across the street, and into a cafe*
Conductor: *Walking past eight Nazi ponies. Once he passes them, he goes into the cafe, and towards Papa Boule who is at the counter* Papa.
Papa Boule: Ugh. *Walks away from the counter, and to a table*
Conductor: The cup. *Holding a metal bottle of coffee*
Waiter: *Puts a cup on the counter*
Conductor: *Looks behind him* I see Labiche has finally diberikan anda a train.
Papa Boule: *Looks at the conductor, then out the window*
Conductor: And all the way to Germaneigh.
Papa Boule: Some train. anda see any artillery? atau a load that makes a stallion feel important? Will it change the war? Nah. The important shipment goes to the front!
Conductor: Boule. *Goes to the meja with his coffee bottle, and cup, and sits down selanjutnya to him* Have anda read what's in those crates?
Papa Boule: I don't believe anything they write! Open a crate, you'll find champagne, perfume! atau anything else they mencuri from us!
Conductor: I've been talking to one of the truck drivers. They really are paintings.
Papa Boule: So what?
Conductor: Million dollar art. Picasso, Braque, Renoir.
Papa Boule: *Happy* Renoir. I used to know a mare who modeled for Renoir. She smelled of paint.
Conductor: Boule. anda are a good engineer, they told me so. But anda must be careful. Champagne, and perfume can be replaced, but not art. These paintings are important.
Papa Boule: *His smile disappears* Really?
Conductor: The glory of France!
Papa Boule: The glory of France.
Schmidt: *Walks into the cafe, and looks at Papa Boule* Are anda the engineer?
Papa Boule: *Referring to the conductor* Does he look like an engineer?
Schmidt: anda will not leave the station tonight. anda will stand oleh your engine. Ready to leave in a moment's notice. *Walking away*
Papa Boule: Ja mien Corporal.
Schmidt: *Turns around, and is offended. He says nothing, and leaves*
Papa Boule: Check.
Conductor: anda be careful how anda speak to them.
Papa Boule: I'm too old to be careful. *Drinks his coffee* The glory of France.
Conductor: *Pours his coffee into his cup, and drinks it*
Papa Boule: *Pays the waiter for his coffee* Give me the change in franc pieces.
Waiter: *Puts four francs on the counter*
Papa Boule: *Puts all four of them into his pocket*
2 B Continued
Master Sword is still driving the police car, Saten is now in the passinager seat.
Saten: I still can't believe anda pulled this off dude.. And now your even speeding.
Master Sword: Yeah wel-
Radio: Car 53, we're anda heading in such a hurry?
Master Sword: zoh shit that's us.. Uhhh... There's uh., bank robbery.
Radio: There's a bank robbery!?
Master Sword: Yes, we're.. We're heading their now! (turns on the Sirons and starts speeding).
Saten: Dude, we're are anda going!?
Master Sword: Didn't anda hear! Theirs a bank robbery!
Saten: What!? No theirs not-
Master Sword: PROTECT AND SERVE MOTHER FU-
SOON AFTER:
Suddenly the car Master Sword burst into the berkata bank.
TO BE CONTINUED
Saten: I still can't believe anda pulled this off dude.. And now your even speeding.
Master Sword: Yeah wel-
Radio: Car 53, we're anda heading in such a hurry?
Master Sword: zoh shit that's us.. Uhhh... There's uh., bank robbery.
Radio: There's a bank robbery!?
Master Sword: Yes, we're.. We're heading their now! (turns on the Sirons and starts speeding).
Saten: Dude, we're are anda going!?
Master Sword: Didn't anda hear! Theirs a bank robbery!
Saten: What!? No theirs not-
Master Sword: PROTECT AND SERVE MOTHER FU-
SOON AFTER:
Suddenly the car Master Sword burst into the berkata bank.
TO BE CONTINUED
COURTROOM:
Judge: Alright do to 29 secret vote from Shining Armor. Thank anda Shining Armor.. Mrs Pie has been sentenced to the DEATH PENALTY. (pounds hammer).
Pinkie: (completely horrified and her mouth wide open).
Shining Armor: (sadistically) See, it's outta my hands.
LATER:
Pinkamena: (being strapped to an electric chair).
Ditto: Okay Pinkamena.. For 218 accounts of murder... And other crimes that seem minor compared to 218 accounts of murder., electricity will be passed though your body until dead... Any last words?
Pinkamena: I, I know Yesus has forgiven me..
Ditto: ... Your joking right?
Pinkamena: (sniffs tearfully) No!
Ditto: (pulls the switch).
However, everyone forgot to wet sponge and Pinkamena dies an unnaturally painful and grousome death, to the point her head literary explodes.
Ditto: ... I suddenly want BBQ, dose anybody else BBQ?
THE END
Judge: Alright do to 29 secret vote from Shining Armor. Thank anda Shining Armor.. Mrs Pie has been sentenced to the DEATH PENALTY. (pounds hammer).
Pinkie: (completely horrified and her mouth wide open).
Shining Armor: (sadistically) See, it's outta my hands.
LATER:
Pinkamena: (being strapped to an electric chair).
Ditto: Okay Pinkamena.. For 218 accounts of murder... And other crimes that seem minor compared to 218 accounts of murder., electricity will be passed though your body until dead... Any last words?
Pinkamena: I, I know Yesus has forgiven me..
Ditto: ... Your joking right?
Pinkamena: (sniffs tearfully) No!
Ditto: (pulls the switch).
However, everyone forgot to wet sponge and Pinkamena dies an unnaturally painful and grousome death, to the point her head literary explodes.
Ditto: ... I suddenly want BBQ, dose anybody else BBQ?
THE END
Rarity after spilling mud on AppleJack's dress and finlky snapped out her attempts of impressing Trenderhoof oleh behaving like AppleaJack.
This got even worse for Rarity when she realised it was actually Rarity's own dress, and ran to clean it.
Saten awkwardly approached AppleJack. "That's uhh.. A lovely outfit" Saten berkata nervously.
"Well.. Thanks. I was only wearing it to snap Rarity out of annoying state.. It's kinda itchy actually" AppleJack insisted.
"Oh.. Well.. Dose this mean Trenderhoof will leave anda alone?" Saten asked.
"Ah guess.. But ah'm glad anda to know anda actually 'do' care for me" AppleJack admitted.
"I guess" Saten berkata a bit awkwardly.
"... Say. anda wanna get some lunch together?" AppleJack asked.
"Of coarse" Saten berkata excitedly.
AppleJack smiled, rather cutely.
Well. I know this sucked. But just needed to end the story.
So..
END OF EPISODE ONE..
This got even worse for Rarity when she realised it was actually Rarity's own dress, and ran to clean it.
Saten awkwardly approached AppleJack. "That's uhh.. A lovely outfit" Saten berkata nervously.
"Well.. Thanks. I was only wearing it to snap Rarity out of annoying state.. It's kinda itchy actually" AppleJack insisted.
"Oh.. Well.. Dose this mean Trenderhoof will leave anda alone?" Saten asked.
"Ah guess.. But ah'm glad anda to know anda actually 'do' care for me" AppleJack admitted.
"I guess" Saten berkata a bit awkwardly.
"... Say. anda wanna get some lunch together?" AppleJack asked.
"Of coarse" Saten berkata excitedly.
AppleJack smiled, rather cutely.
Well. I know this sucked. But just needed to end the story.
So..
END OF EPISODE ONE..
I thought I would have lebih ideas to add to this story, but turns out... I don't.
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till selanjutnya time my dear fan :)
I'm suppose to write lebih words so here's acak metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till selanjutnya time my dear fan :)
I'm suppose to write lebih words so here's acak metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."