радуга Dash went back to the house, but when she got in there, she was in for a big surprise.
Song: link
Scootaloo: *Chasing Jeff The Killer inside the house with a big knife*
Jeff: NO! You're supposed to go to sleep.
Okay, she wasn't really surprised. It was еще like confusion when she saw me chasing some weird human with the ability to speak.
радуга Dash: Uh Scootaloo? What's going on?
Scootaloo: Not now. I gotta get this idiot out of here.
Jeff: *To радуга Dash* Ma'am, about your daughter-
радуга Dash: Sister.
Jeff: Yes. About your sister. TELL HER TO GO TO SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
радуга Dash: *Looks at clock* It's not even her bedtime. Sorry Jeffery.
Jeff: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
радуга Dash: Why are Ты just running around in circles?
Jeff: Because I'm trying to escape Scootaloo.
радуга Dash: What did Ты do to her?
Jeff: I tried to kill her.
радуга Dash: Scoots, Ты okay?
Scootaloo: I'm fine. All he did was flick a rubber band at me.
радуга Dash: Ты do realize that doesn't kill anything. Right?
Jeff: Criticize me after I escape your daughter!
радуга Dash: Sister.
Jeff: WHATEVER!!!!
He was facing the door, and was about to turn right. However, he tripped, and fell through the door, and rolled down the hill. Stop the song.
At the bottom of the hill, the writer of this fanfic was arguing with a пони that had dynamite.
Sean Bodine: For the last time. We are not having any explosions in this story!
Pony: Well listen, I brought it all the way here from China, so you're using it whether Ты like it или not!
Jeff: *Lands on dynamite*
They all blew up. Jeff The Killer killed himself.
Sean Bodine: Wait a second! I'm the writer! I can't die!
Scootaloo: Hmm, Ты got a point there. How about, we have Ты further away from the explosions?
Jeff The Killer's Death Scene, take two.
Sean Bodine: *Standing twenty feet away from the dynamite with the pony* For the last time. We are not having any explosions in this story!
Pony: Well listen, I brought it all the way here from China, so you're using it whether Ты like it или not!
Jeff: *Lands on dynamite*
The dynamite blew up. Jeff The Killer killed himself.
Back at the house, радуга Dash was not happy with me.
радуга Dash: Why was he chasing you?
Scootaloo: Because I ate a кекс today.
радуга Dash: Okay? *Looks at calender, and sees that today is a Sunday* Ugh. *Facehoof* Didn't me, and Pinkie Pie warn Ты not to do that?
Scootaloo: I didn't believe you, so I decided to see if it was true.
радуга Dash: I think we should Переместить back to the облако house. After that, you're grounded.
Oh well. Life isn't fair.
The End
Song: link
Scootaloo: *Chasing Jeff The Killer inside the house with a big knife*
Jeff: NO! You're supposed to go to sleep.
Okay, she wasn't really surprised. It was еще like confusion when she saw me chasing some weird human with the ability to speak.
радуга Dash: Uh Scootaloo? What's going on?
Scootaloo: Not now. I gotta get this idiot out of here.
Jeff: *To радуга Dash* Ma'am, about your daughter-
радуга Dash: Sister.
Jeff: Yes. About your sister. TELL HER TO GO TO SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
радуга Dash: *Looks at clock* It's not even her bedtime. Sorry Jeffery.
Jeff: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
радуга Dash: Why are Ты just running around in circles?
Jeff: Because I'm trying to escape Scootaloo.
радуга Dash: What did Ты do to her?
Jeff: I tried to kill her.
радуга Dash: Scoots, Ты okay?
Scootaloo: I'm fine. All he did was flick a rubber band at me.
радуга Dash: Ты do realize that doesn't kill anything. Right?
Jeff: Criticize me after I escape your daughter!
радуга Dash: Sister.
Jeff: WHATEVER!!!!
He was facing the door, and was about to turn right. However, he tripped, and fell through the door, and rolled down the hill. Stop the song.
At the bottom of the hill, the writer of this fanfic was arguing with a пони that had dynamite.
Sean Bodine: For the last time. We are not having any explosions in this story!
Pony: Well listen, I brought it all the way here from China, so you're using it whether Ты like it или not!
Jeff: *Lands on dynamite*
They all blew up. Jeff The Killer killed himself.
Sean Bodine: Wait a second! I'm the writer! I can't die!
Scootaloo: Hmm, Ты got a point there. How about, we have Ты further away from the explosions?
Jeff The Killer's Death Scene, take two.
Sean Bodine: *Standing twenty feet away from the dynamite with the pony* For the last time. We are not having any explosions in this story!
Pony: Well listen, I brought it all the way here from China, so you're using it whether Ты like it или not!
Jeff: *Lands on dynamite*
The dynamite blew up. Jeff The Killer killed himself.
Back at the house, радуга Dash was not happy with me.
радуга Dash: Why was he chasing you?
Scootaloo: Because I ate a кекс today.
радуга Dash: Okay? *Looks at calender, and sees that today is a Sunday* Ugh. *Facehoof* Didn't me, and Pinkie Pie warn Ты not to do that?
Scootaloo: I didn't believe you, so I decided to see if it was true.
радуга Dash: I think we should Переместить back to the облако house. After that, you're grounded.
Oh well. Life isn't fair.
The End
I personally don't mind her.She's just your stereo type mean girl.But I'm truly wondering why she PICKS on the cmc.Is there a history to this?Is she doing this to become popular?It's one of those character I'm curious about.Which put her in the lime-light in my opinion.I ask why so I can keep making my head cannons about it. Which makes me think that she could be a interesting character.And I really want to see her день in and out.I know Ты guys hate me already for saying that she could be interesting and Ты guys are going to hate me еще saying this. If Ты think about her she's ashley pretty likable. In season 3
she started to be nice to the other ponies but she
picked on cmc just a little bit.And when Ты think about it that's the only ponies she picked on as far as I can tell.I know Ты guys hate me by now so I'm ending the Статья here.
she started to be nice to the other ponies but she
picked on cmc just a little bit.And when Ты think about it that's the only ponies she picked on as far as I can tell.I know Ты guys hate me by now so I'm ending the Статья here.
Rainbows mother Dew and Her Father Wind had told her that being a wonderfully was great.Rainbow was born with half a horn which was pretty powerful.Gladys a filly who attended flight school was a selfish brat.but admired радуга Spectrums skill,I could go 172 at speed also I could multi task which was pretty cool and I сказал(-а) the only way she could hang out with me was to don't be so selfish.And she stopped,as a older filly I was part of The Rainy bolts a group of fillies that got rid of old spectrum and trained how to fly in fact I was the leader.My wing spans was long also I wasn't talkative,I hanged out with Rainbowdash,Ollie(my main o c),Sharp winged,Ivey,and Snowstorm(another of my main characters).The день came when I was 12 I become a mini wonder bolt well since dash was older than me she was a Wonder bolt she was 14.I was right behind Rainbowdash,her Друзья сказал(-а) I was the Далее element of harmony,and it turned out it was true,the element of dreams!
Bah... I just woke up. медведь with me. -Not at all funny cause my nickname's Sambear.- Shortest one, but I might tweak it later.... after coffee... and toast...
Rarity shambled into her room,and lay down, staring at the mirror close to her. She probably should get ready for яблоко Jack's party later, but she was tired. And, as a fashionista unicorn, readying would be a cinch, right? She let her eyes drift shut, not noticing the cold that crept into her bones. Her mind wandered, and she giggled feebly. "Ha, ha, sew tired. D'you get it, Sweetie? So tired, sew tired, and I make dresses? Ha..." Not only was she tired, but now she felt like stone. She yawned, and was still.
.................. -Coffee and Toast-...................
Rarity shambled into her room,and lay down, staring at the mirror close to her. She probably should get ready for яблоко Jack's party later, but she was tired. And, as a fashionista unicorn, readying would be a cinch, right? She let her eyes drift shut, not noticing the cold that crept into her bones. Her mind wandered, and she giggled feebly. "Ha, ha, sew tired. D'you get it, Sweetie? So tired, sew tired, and I make dresses? Ha..." Not only was she tired, but now she felt like stone. She yawned, and was still.
.................. -Coffee and Toast-...................