Tim, and Julia were trying to help a mare get out of her car. None of the doors would open, and it was freezing inside.
Mare: Get me out of here!!
Tim: Hold on, we will!!
Julia: What are we going to do?
Tim: Let me talk to her, I think I got something. *Goes to the front of the car* Ma'am, we're going to bust the front window open.
Mare: Are Ты mad?! Do Ты know how much this car costs?!
Tim: What's еще important ma'am? The car, или your life? Plus it's already damaged. Now stand back, we don't want Ты getting hurt.
Mare: *Goes as far back as she can*
Tim: *Grabs his night stick, and hits the front window three times, making it shatter*
Mare: *Runs out*
Tim: Are Ты hurt?
Mare: Not really. Just mad at those two ponies who were riding their snowmobiles.
Julia: Snowmobiles?
Mare: All black. Their suits, the snowmobiles, everything was black.
Tim: Why don't Ты sit in the car for a while, and warm yourself up?
Julia: *Opens the right door on her police car*
Mare: *Sits inside the police car*
Julia: *Closes the door*
Tim: Why don't Ты take her down to the hospital on this street? I'll make sure this car goes where it belongs.
Julia: Got it.
Jordan, and Nick were inside a house. It is now 9 PM.
Nick: *Holding two cans of Canada Dry, giving one to Jordan* Dude, did Ты see the one in the Cadillac when we went over them?
Jordan: *Laughing as he opens his can of Canada Dry*
Nick: He was just like, *Makes a funny shocked face* Noooooo!! *Laughs with Jordan*
Jordan: How about those police ponies?
Nick: Oh, they're fun to annoy! As long as they don't have snowmobiles, they'll never catch us. Okay, what do we do tomorrow?
Jordan: Tomorrow, nothing, but on Friday, we will go on the train tracks, and if we see any police ponies, jump over them. Try to wreck those lights on the roof while Ты go over them.
Nick: I'll be happy to do that, with this. *Grabs a hammer* We should also smash the windows.
Jordan: *Laughing* Their faces will be so red, that it'll melt the snow.
2 B Continued
Mare: Get me out of here!!
Tim: Hold on, we will!!
Julia: What are we going to do?
Tim: Let me talk to her, I think I got something. *Goes to the front of the car* Ma'am, we're going to bust the front window open.
Mare: Are Ты mad?! Do Ты know how much this car costs?!
Tim: What's еще important ma'am? The car, или your life? Plus it's already damaged. Now stand back, we don't want Ты getting hurt.
Mare: *Goes as far back as she can*
Tim: *Grabs his night stick, and hits the front window three times, making it shatter*
Mare: *Runs out*
Tim: Are Ты hurt?
Mare: Not really. Just mad at those two ponies who were riding their snowmobiles.
Julia: Snowmobiles?
Mare: All black. Their suits, the snowmobiles, everything was black.
Tim: Why don't Ты sit in the car for a while, and warm yourself up?
Julia: *Opens the right door on her police car*
Mare: *Sits inside the police car*
Julia: *Closes the door*
Tim: Why don't Ты take her down to the hospital on this street? I'll make sure this car goes where it belongs.
Julia: Got it.
Jordan, and Nick were inside a house. It is now 9 PM.
Nick: *Holding two cans of Canada Dry, giving one to Jordan* Dude, did Ты see the one in the Cadillac when we went over them?
Jordan: *Laughing as he opens his can of Canada Dry*
Nick: He was just like, *Makes a funny shocked face* Noooooo!! *Laughs with Jordan*
Jordan: How about those police ponies?
Nick: Oh, they're fun to annoy! As long as they don't have snowmobiles, they'll never catch us. Okay, what do we do tomorrow?
Jordan: Tomorrow, nothing, but on Friday, we will go on the train tracks, and if we see any police ponies, jump over them. Try to wreck those lights on the roof while Ты go over them.
Nick: I'll be happy to do that, with this. *Grabs a hammer* We should also smash the windows.
Jordan: *Laughing* Their faces will be so red, that it'll melt the snow.
2 B Continued
As far as i can tell Bronies are seperated into three types each having subtypes.
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just Музыка I Don't Really know if there are subcategories Ты can tell me in the Комментарии if Ты want
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just Музыка I Don't Really know if there are subcategories Ты can tell me in the Комментарии if Ты want
SweetieBelle: Thanks for flying us over.
Derpy: Mwa.. Still beats Saten's job.
CUTAWAY:
Saten Twist is seen having to watch over Fluffle Puff for a while. And much to his annoyance, Fluffle Puff is nibbling on one of back hooves the whole time.
Saten: *groans* That payment better be worth it
END CUTAWAY:
AppleBloom: Well. Still appreciated.
SweetieBelle: Let's hope we're not to late.
Scootaloo: I don't get it.. I thought Ты 'wanted' Rarity's Дизайн ruined.
SweetieBelle: That was when I suffered in silence, about thinking she was always out shining me.
Scootaloo: *annoyedly* Suffered in 'silence'
SweetieBelle: Yes. But after Luna approaching my dreams. I had a change of heart.
AppleBloom; Then let's go! *they run ahead*
Scootaloo: Suf... *angrily* SILENCE!?
TO BE CONTAINUED.
Derpy: Mwa.. Still beats Saten's job.
CUTAWAY:
Saten Twist is seen having to watch over Fluffle Puff for a while. And much to his annoyance, Fluffle Puff is nibbling on one of back hooves the whole time.
Saten: *groans* That payment better be worth it
END CUTAWAY:
AppleBloom: Well. Still appreciated.
SweetieBelle: Let's hope we're not to late.
Scootaloo: I don't get it.. I thought Ты 'wanted' Rarity's Дизайн ruined.
SweetieBelle: That was when I suffered in silence, about thinking she was always out shining me.
Scootaloo: *annoyedly* Suffered in 'silence'
SweetieBelle: Yes. But after Luna approaching my dreams. I had a change of heart.
AppleBloom; Then let's go! *they run ahead*
Scootaloo: Suf... *angrily* SILENCE!?
TO BE CONTAINUED.