The train left San Franciscolt, with Con, and his enemies on board.
Whataspy: How do we get out of here?
Discord: Ты can't. If Ты use magic, I'll kill Ты before Ты escape.
Con: What if the magic isn't for escaping?
Miss. Filly: What's that supposed to mean?
Miss: Silver: Yeah. *grabs Whataspy*
Whataspy: I told Ты I don't like lesbians. And you're both Fillies!
Con: This is too much.
Discord: Don't die yet. Wait until I get Ты to St. Foalis.
Con: NO *hits Discord*
Miss. Silver: ooh. They're gonna go all the way.
Discord: *grabs gun*
Con: *grabs gun* Does this look like going all the way?!
Miss. Silver: Hhmmmm.
Miss. Filly: Take off your clothes, and do it.
Whataspy: Ты two, need to shut up.
Discord: *shoots toward Whataspy*
Con: Sorry!
Whataspy: Con! *kicks Discord*
Con: *kills Discord* Come on!
Miss. Silver: Hey! That's our mare!
Con: Nope, she's mine! *teleports off train*
Miss. Filly: What do we do now?
Miss. Silver: Trick them.
Con & Whataspy were on a luxury cruise liner heading across the pacific.
Whataspy: I thought we'd be dead.
Con: With me, not a chance.
waitress: Here Ты are Ты two. *activates bomb*
Whataspy: Ooh, Spareribs.
Miss. Filly: On fire! *lights spare ribs*
Miss. Silver: We tricked you!
Con: *stabs Miss. Silver with fiery ribs*
Whataspy: *throws her off boat*
Miss. Filly: Oh, my girlfriend. you're strong.
Con: *breaks Miss. Filly's neck*
Whataspy: Good thing they're dead.
Con: Yeah, the same with Discord. Hopefully he doesn't come back to life again.
And so, the two ponies continued riding the лодка toward the sunset. Relaxing, and probably playing shuffleboard against some crazy old ponies.
The End
Con Mane will return in The Mare With The Golden Gun.
Whataspy: How do we get out of here?
Discord: Ты can't. If Ты use magic, I'll kill Ты before Ты escape.
Con: What if the magic isn't for escaping?
Miss. Filly: What's that supposed to mean?
Miss: Silver: Yeah. *grabs Whataspy*
Whataspy: I told Ты I don't like lesbians. And you're both Fillies!
Con: This is too much.
Discord: Don't die yet. Wait until I get Ты to St. Foalis.
Con: NO *hits Discord*
Miss. Silver: ooh. They're gonna go all the way.
Discord: *grabs gun*
Con: *grabs gun* Does this look like going all the way?!
Miss. Silver: Hhmmmm.
Miss. Filly: Take off your clothes, and do it.
Whataspy: Ты two, need to shut up.
Discord: *shoots toward Whataspy*
Con: Sorry!
Whataspy: Con! *kicks Discord*
Con: *kills Discord* Come on!
Miss. Silver: Hey! That's our mare!
Con: Nope, she's mine! *teleports off train*
Miss. Filly: What do we do now?
Miss. Silver: Trick them.
Con & Whataspy were on a luxury cruise liner heading across the pacific.
Whataspy: I thought we'd be dead.
Con: With me, not a chance.
waitress: Here Ты are Ты two. *activates bomb*
Whataspy: Ooh, Spareribs.
Miss. Filly: On fire! *lights spare ribs*
Miss. Silver: We tricked you!
Con: *stabs Miss. Silver with fiery ribs*
Whataspy: *throws her off boat*
Miss. Filly: Oh, my girlfriend. you're strong.
Con: *breaks Miss. Filly's neck*
Whataspy: Good thing they're dead.
Con: Yeah, the same with Discord. Hopefully he doesn't come back to life again.
And so, the two ponies continued riding the лодка toward the sunset. Relaxing, and probably playing shuffleboard against some crazy old ponies.
The End
Con Mane will return in The Mare With The Golden Gun.
(sorry For My English I From Poland)
me: *playing on dsi like a boss*
pinkie pie:hey phonenix wanna bake some Cupcakes?
me: umm kay
*goes into front door* ( all the sudden a hammer сокол punched me)
me: *wakes up* ugh what happed?
*trying to escape but im straped in chains*
Pinkie pie: ready to bake some Cupcakes?
me: this i not how to bake cupcakes
Pinkie pie: it is to me but first i have to bake you
*puts phonenix into a oven*
Pinkie pie: *leaves*
me: *looks around and gets out of oven* phew itz its time to investingate my way *goes misterously hall with 5 doors* TO be continued
pinkie pie:hey phonenix wanna bake some Cupcakes?
me: umm kay
*goes into front door* ( all the sudden a hammer сокол punched me)
me: *wakes up* ugh what happed?
*trying to escape but im straped in chains*
Pinkie pie: ready to bake some Cupcakes?
me: this i not how to bake cupcakes
Pinkie pie: it is to me but first i have to bake you
*puts phonenix into a oven*
Pinkie pie: *leaves*
me: *looks around and gets out of oven* phew itz its time to investingate my way *goes misterously hall with 5 doors* TO be continued