sa pamamagitan ng the time Stylo brought the mail into Cheyenne it was 7 in the morning. The work araw had already begun.
Stylo: *Climbs out of locomotive, and is very tired*
Percy: Good morning Stylo. You're up early.
Stylo: No, you're wrong. I stayed up late, because of a foul up in St. Foalis.
Pete: *Arrives* What happened?
Stylo: Didn't they tell you? My train was delayed for six hours.
Pete: How did it happen?
Stylo: The bangka bringing the mail to St. Foalis was delayed, and it made the train bringing the mail to me late.
Pete: Alright, take the araw off, and get some rest. You can come back tomorrow.
Stylo: Thank you. *Leaves station, and goes to parking lot*
Stylo was trying to find his car so that he could leave, but he saw somepony with a helicopter coming towards the station.
Stylo: Wait a minute. What?
Pilot: *Lands sa pamamagitan ng train tracks*
Railroad Police: What are you doing here?
Pilot: Mail run. We're here to take all your mail, and get it to Denver.
Stylo: *Arrives* What's going on?
Railroad Police: Stylo, thank goodness it's you. This parang buriko thinks he can fly in here with a helicopter, and steal our mail.
Stylo: What thinks you can do that?
Pilot: Because I was told to. Nowadays, you need a vehicle that can fly, and is very reliable, like a helicopter, or an airplane, or something that's not a train.
Stylo: I can't believe this shit. *Leaving*
Pete: *Arrives* What in the mother of fuck is happening?
Stylo: See for yourself.
Pete: *Walks up to pilot* What are you doing?
Pilot: Taking your mail.
Pete: For what reason?
Pilot: Because I was told to sa pamamagitan ng the mail company at Denver. After what happened with the delay from North Platte, the mail company wants the mail to be delivered sa pamamagitan ng helicopter.
Pete: Yeah, like that would work out.
Pilot: It actually does. Now hurry up, and get my mail.
So the mail train was brought closer to the helicopter.
Workers: *Loading mail onto helicopter*
Pilot: And now, I am going to finish the job you could never finish. *Flies away*
Railroad Police: It's just like what Stylo said. I can't believe this is happening.
Pete: You should have arrested him.
Railroad Police: For what reason? He wasn't breaking the law. Or maybe he was, *Checks book of railroad safety laws* Yeah, he broke the law.
Pilot: *Continues flying to Denver*
Jeff: *Sees helicopter* What in the wide world of Equestria would a helicopter be doing here?
Pilot: *Accidentally drops some mail*
Jeff: *Sees falling mail* Hm, that's strange. *Takes mail* Why would that helicopter be taking the mail that we were going to take to Denver? I better ipakita this to Pete.
2 B continued
Stylo: *Climbs out of locomotive, and is very tired*
Percy: Good morning Stylo. You're up early.
Stylo: No, you're wrong. I stayed up late, because of a foul up in St. Foalis.
Pete: *Arrives* What happened?
Stylo: Didn't they tell you? My train was delayed for six hours.
Pete: How did it happen?
Stylo: The bangka bringing the mail to St. Foalis was delayed, and it made the train bringing the mail to me late.
Pete: Alright, take the araw off, and get some rest. You can come back tomorrow.
Stylo: Thank you. *Leaves station, and goes to parking lot*
Stylo was trying to find his car so that he could leave, but he saw somepony with a helicopter coming towards the station.
Stylo: Wait a minute. What?
Pilot: *Lands sa pamamagitan ng train tracks*
Railroad Police: What are you doing here?
Pilot: Mail run. We're here to take all your mail, and get it to Denver.
Stylo: *Arrives* What's going on?
Railroad Police: Stylo, thank goodness it's you. This parang buriko thinks he can fly in here with a helicopter, and steal our mail.
Stylo: What thinks you can do that?
Pilot: Because I was told to. Nowadays, you need a vehicle that can fly, and is very reliable, like a helicopter, or an airplane, or something that's not a train.
Stylo: I can't believe this shit. *Leaving*
Pete: *Arrives* What in the mother of fuck is happening?
Stylo: See for yourself.
Pete: *Walks up to pilot* What are you doing?
Pilot: Taking your mail.
Pete: For what reason?
Pilot: Because I was told to sa pamamagitan ng the mail company at Denver. After what happened with the delay from North Platte, the mail company wants the mail to be delivered sa pamamagitan ng helicopter.
Pete: Yeah, like that would work out.
Pilot: It actually does. Now hurry up, and get my mail.
So the mail train was brought closer to the helicopter.
Workers: *Loading mail onto helicopter*
Pilot: And now, I am going to finish the job you could never finish. *Flies away*
Railroad Police: It's just like what Stylo said. I can't believe this is happening.
Pete: You should have arrested him.
Railroad Police: For what reason? He wasn't breaking the law. Or maybe he was, *Checks book of railroad safety laws* Yeah, he broke the law.
Pilot: *Continues flying to Denver*
Jeff: *Sees helicopter* What in the wide world of Equestria would a helicopter be doing here?
Pilot: *Accidentally drops some mail*
Jeff: *Sees falling mail* Hm, that's strange. *Takes mail* Why would that helicopter be taking the mail that we were going to take to Denver? I better ipakita this to Pete.
2 B continued
This is from Spike and Twilight's duet which can be found here: link
I was prepared to do my best
Thought I could handle any test
For I can do so many tricks
But I wasn't prepared for this
Levitation would have been a breeze
Facts and figures I recite with ease
(Twily: The square root of 546 is 23.36664289109
Math Pony: She is correct!)
I know all about friendship's bliss
But I wasn't prepared for this
Will I fail or will I pass,
I can't be sure (She can't be sure)
My mind is charged with skills intact
My puso is pure (her puso is pure)
Oh, I've taken my share of licks
I've made it through the thin and thick
But no, I wasn't (no she wasn't)
Oh no I wasn't (oh no she wasn't)
No I wasn't prepared for this
I was prepared to do my best
Thought I could handle any test
For I can do so many tricks
But I wasn't prepared for this
Levitation would have been a breeze
Facts and figures I recite with ease
(Twily: The square root of 546 is 23.36664289109
Math Pony: She is correct!)
I know all about friendship's bliss
But I wasn't prepared for this
Will I fail or will I pass,
I can't be sure (She can't be sure)
My mind is charged with skills intact
My puso is pure (her puso is pure)
Oh, I've taken my share of licks
I've made it through the thin and thick
But no, I wasn't (no she wasn't)
Oh no I wasn't (oh no she wasn't)
No I wasn't prepared for this