Toby, and Melissa walked home, and told their parents about what they saw.
Martha: A painted tree? How is that possible?
Toby: The art class in our school did it.
James: Whatever will they think of next?
Toby: Maybe someday, a parang buriko will put an engine into a horse carriage, and call it a car.
James: Hmmm.
Toby: It may not sound like a good idea now, but when it does get invented madami ponies will want to try it, and then they'll start creating their own cars. In twenty years or so, they'll make a lot of changes to the car.
James: Uh, Toby? That's never going to happen at all.
Toby: Just a guess.
Melissa: Hey, I just noticed something. Aren't you supposed to be at work? You normally get back sa pamamagitan ng 7.
James: They locked me out, and did the same to every worker.
Toby: Wow. Also, that just reminded me. This bisiro in my class was badmouthing you, just because of your job.
James: Well he can badmouth me all he wants. He doesn't know me, and I don't know him. What has he been saying?
Toby: He says that you should either get a new job, or jump off a cliff.
James: Well, I'll tell you one thing Toby. Many of the other workers plan to go on strike, and if that does happen, I'm definitely getting a new job.
Martha: hapunan will be ready in thirty minutes.
James: Ok.
Toby: Thanks mom.
Melissa: Thank you mommy.
Meanwhile, in the steel mills.
Andrew: Henry, I understand your hatred towards the union, but are all the snipers, and water cannons really neccesary?
Henry: Yes. We can't allow the union to shut down this mill.
Andrew: Well...
Henry: What do you think about what I've done?
Andrew: It is nice. See if you can reinforce the walls with madami steel.
Henry: We need the workers for that.
Andrew: No we don't. We can do it ourselves. How hard can it be?
Andrew was right. It wasn't hard, but it definitely wasn't easy.
Henry: *Making steel*
Andrew: Good. *Making steel* After reinforcing these walls, we should make some shields in front of them.
Henry: You got it boss.
So the two ponies continued making steel, so that they could modify the mill. Word soon spread around, and ponies in Pittsburgh started calling the mill, Fort Frick.
2 B continued
Martha: A painted tree? How is that possible?
Toby: The art class in our school did it.
James: Whatever will they think of next?
Toby: Maybe someday, a parang buriko will put an engine into a horse carriage, and call it a car.
James: Hmmm.
Toby: It may not sound like a good idea now, but when it does get invented madami ponies will want to try it, and then they'll start creating their own cars. In twenty years or so, they'll make a lot of changes to the car.
James: Uh, Toby? That's never going to happen at all.
Toby: Just a guess.
Melissa: Hey, I just noticed something. Aren't you supposed to be at work? You normally get back sa pamamagitan ng 7.
James: They locked me out, and did the same to every worker.
Toby: Wow. Also, that just reminded me. This bisiro in my class was badmouthing you, just because of your job.
James: Well he can badmouth me all he wants. He doesn't know me, and I don't know him. What has he been saying?
Toby: He says that you should either get a new job, or jump off a cliff.
James: Well, I'll tell you one thing Toby. Many of the other workers plan to go on strike, and if that does happen, I'm definitely getting a new job.
Martha: hapunan will be ready in thirty minutes.
James: Ok.
Toby: Thanks mom.
Melissa: Thank you mommy.
Meanwhile, in the steel mills.
Andrew: Henry, I understand your hatred towards the union, but are all the snipers, and water cannons really neccesary?
Henry: Yes. We can't allow the union to shut down this mill.
Andrew: Well...
Henry: What do you think about what I've done?
Andrew: It is nice. See if you can reinforce the walls with madami steel.
Henry: We need the workers for that.
Andrew: No we don't. We can do it ourselves. How hard can it be?
Andrew was right. It wasn't hard, but it definitely wasn't easy.
Henry: *Making steel*
Andrew: Good. *Making steel* After reinforcing these walls, we should make some shields in front of them.
Henry: You got it boss.
So the two ponies continued making steel, so that they could modify the mill. Word soon spread around, and ponies in Pittsburgh started calling the mill, Fort Frick.
2 B continued
the trotting dead
i ran to my dad and then the zombie was cracking our window. good thing my dad had a gun in his
room and he gave a gun to my brother when he was 17 so my brother got his gun and shot the zombie through the window. it flew back and then we looked at her we noticed it was my sister.
we were all sad we boarded up the doors and the windows. then a zombie was in the back of our house down in the basement when we went down there the only weapons we had were mga baril and one knife. i had nothing cause i was to little. it almost got my mom cause she was looking somewhere else. be in for part 2!!
Gangster ponies in their cars waiting by the train track
