Lewis: *Playing cards with Andy, Bob, and Orion*
Shawn: Thanks for inviting us over Ты two.
Andy: You're welcome.
The doorbell rang.
Lewis: I'll get it. *Stands up* Don't Ты dare look at my cards.
Shawn: I'll make sure they don't Lewis.
Lewis: *Opens the door*
пони 83: Yo, what's good homie?
Lewis: I'm playing cards with some friends. Can I help you?
пони 83: Yeah man. Ты know Kyle Jordan? The пони that owns the Video Store?
Lewis: Yeah. What about him?
пони 83: Earlier today, I went to his store, but it was empty. He didn't lock the door, and just left everything out like it was open. Now I know Kyle, and something ain't right.
Lewis: Maybe he went on a vacation, and forgot to close up shop.
пони 83: That ain't like him man. Kyle's еще responsible than that. He told me all about you, and how you're a police officer, Ты gotta do something.
Lewis: Okay, we'll do something about it. In fact, I'm here with two of my partners right now. Come with me. *Watches the пони enter the house, and closes the door* Bob? Can Ты cut me a slice of cake?
Bob: Sure. *Grabs a knife*
Lewis: *Walks with the пони into the room where they're playing cards*
пони 83: Hey, where's the cake?
Bob: *Stabs the пони seven times, and pushes him onto the ground*
пони 83: *Dies*
Now like with Edwina, we сказал(-а) that this пони killed himself. Before his death, he was known as Ed Allen. At the morgue, we told Leonard that Ed killed Kyle, then followed me Главная from the police station. There, he confessed that he killed Kyle, but couldn't handle the pressure. So he killed himself. Leonard told the DA, and they bought it.
Later at The Silver Ballroom, things were heating up.
Bob: We told Ты not to buy anything until February Bobby!! It's only one месяц away!!
Bobby: My son got impatient, and I had to buy him an X Box 360.
Shawn: They just started making them last year! Ты could have waited!
Bobby: Well what about Orion, and Ren?!
Bob: What about them?
Bobby: Orion still has that sport jacket, and Ren still has the Chrysler!
Orion: Oh, way to fucking go!
Ren: Lewis just got a brand new 300! Why can't I have one?!
Bob: Hey! Everypony! Listen to me. Lewis sold his Назад car, to get his. Okay? That's why it's okay for him to have it.
Shawn: Ты sold the car I gave to you?
Lewis: It was five years old Shawn, I needed something new.
Bob: Shawn if it makes Ты feel better, I still have the 300 Ты gave me. Now the rest of you, Ты have 24 hours to sell everything Ты purchased. If Ты don't, Leonard's going to get suspicious, and realize we did something wrong to get the money to buy those things.
Orion: It's been a whole month, he hasn't noticed. I leave my пальто at home.
Ren: And I still use my wife's car to get to work.
Bob: Whether Ты leave those things at Главная или not, Leonard will find out someway. Now get going.
Ren: *Leaves with Bobby, and Orion*
Shawn: Ты think they'll sell those things?
Bob: I doubt it. Эй, Lewis, how much longer are Ты going to keep this place open?
Lewis: Two seconds. Let's get out of here.
Shawn: Alright. *Walks out of The Silver Ballroom with Bob, and Lewis*
Lewis: *Locks the door*
Shawn: See Ты guys. *Gets into his Monte Carlo, and drives away*
Bob: Before we go, I have to tell Ты this. Ren, Bobby, and Orion are gonna have to be killed.
Lewis: I understand, they fucked up.
Bob: They're going to get too much attention with those things they bought. *Walks to his car* They could have waited until February. Now they're going to die. *Passes a Mercedes with two gangsters* Эй, fellas, wanna kill me? Follow me. *Gets into his car, and starts it. He drives away*
Lewis: *Laughing*
Gangsters: *Following Bob*
Lewis: *Laughing as he watches the gangsters follow Bob*
I was glad to see Bob back at his old self, especially with those gangsters. Bob led them right to the police station, and they got arrested for attempt of murder. They wanted to try to kill Bob as quickly as possible, and didn't see the station until it was too late.
2 B Continued
Shawn: Thanks for inviting us over Ты two.
Andy: You're welcome.
The doorbell rang.
Lewis: I'll get it. *Stands up* Don't Ты dare look at my cards.
Shawn: I'll make sure they don't Lewis.
Lewis: *Opens the door*
пони 83: Yo, what's good homie?
Lewis: I'm playing cards with some friends. Can I help you?
пони 83: Yeah man. Ты know Kyle Jordan? The пони that owns the Video Store?
Lewis: Yeah. What about him?
пони 83: Earlier today, I went to his store, but it was empty. He didn't lock the door, and just left everything out like it was open. Now I know Kyle, and something ain't right.
Lewis: Maybe he went on a vacation, and forgot to close up shop.
пони 83: That ain't like him man. Kyle's еще responsible than that. He told me all about you, and how you're a police officer, Ты gotta do something.
Lewis: Okay, we'll do something about it. In fact, I'm here with two of my partners right now. Come with me. *Watches the пони enter the house, and closes the door* Bob? Can Ты cut me a slice of cake?
Bob: Sure. *Grabs a knife*
Lewis: *Walks with the пони into the room where they're playing cards*
пони 83: Hey, where's the cake?
Bob: *Stabs the пони seven times, and pushes him onto the ground*
пони 83: *Dies*
Now like with Edwina, we сказал(-а) that this пони killed himself. Before his death, he was known as Ed Allen. At the morgue, we told Leonard that Ed killed Kyle, then followed me Главная from the police station. There, he confessed that he killed Kyle, but couldn't handle the pressure. So he killed himself. Leonard told the DA, and they bought it.
Later at The Silver Ballroom, things were heating up.
Bob: We told Ты not to buy anything until February Bobby!! It's only one месяц away!!
Bobby: My son got impatient, and I had to buy him an X Box 360.
Shawn: They just started making them last year! Ты could have waited!
Bobby: Well what about Orion, and Ren?!
Bob: What about them?
Bobby: Orion still has that sport jacket, and Ren still has the Chrysler!
Orion: Oh, way to fucking go!
Ren: Lewis just got a brand new 300! Why can't I have one?!
Bob: Hey! Everypony! Listen to me. Lewis sold his Назад car, to get his. Okay? That's why it's okay for him to have it.
Shawn: Ты sold the car I gave to you?
Lewis: It was five years old Shawn, I needed something new.
Bob: Shawn if it makes Ты feel better, I still have the 300 Ты gave me. Now the rest of you, Ты have 24 hours to sell everything Ты purchased. If Ты don't, Leonard's going to get suspicious, and realize we did something wrong to get the money to buy those things.
Orion: It's been a whole month, he hasn't noticed. I leave my пальто at home.
Ren: And I still use my wife's car to get to work.
Bob: Whether Ты leave those things at Главная или not, Leonard will find out someway. Now get going.
Ren: *Leaves with Bobby, and Orion*
Shawn: Ты think they'll sell those things?
Bob: I doubt it. Эй, Lewis, how much longer are Ты going to keep this place open?
Lewis: Two seconds. Let's get out of here.
Shawn: Alright. *Walks out of The Silver Ballroom with Bob, and Lewis*
Lewis: *Locks the door*
Shawn: See Ты guys. *Gets into his Monte Carlo, and drives away*
Bob: Before we go, I have to tell Ты this. Ren, Bobby, and Orion are gonna have to be killed.
Lewis: I understand, they fucked up.
Bob: They're going to get too much attention with those things they bought. *Walks to his car* They could have waited until February. Now they're going to die. *Passes a Mercedes with two gangsters* Эй, fellas, wanna kill me? Follow me. *Gets into his car, and starts it. He drives away*
Lewis: *Laughing*
Gangsters: *Following Bob*
Lewis: *Laughing as he watches the gangsters follow Bob*
I was glad to see Bob back at his old self, especially with those gangsters. Bob led them right to the police station, and they got arrested for attempt of murder. They wanted to try to kill Bob as quickly as possible, and didn't see the station until it was too late.
2 B Continued
I just want to end this story so it can be out of the way, and
I can stop overbooking myself.
The Далее день Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. Ты have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. Ты know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)
I can stop overbooking myself.
The Далее день Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. Ты have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. Ты know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)
AT RESTURANT:
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. Ты need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew Ты your whole life.
Saten: Ты mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew Ты your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, Ты always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) Ты were drunk.
Saten: If it makes Ты feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if Ты say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. Ты need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew Ты your whole life.
Saten: Ты mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew Ты your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, Ты always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) Ты were drunk.
Saten: If it makes Ты feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if Ты say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..