Me, and bahaghari Dash got all of our stuff into our new home. Then she told me why you shouldn't eat cupcakes on Sunday.
bahaghari Dash: A few weeks ago, a parang buriko was eating a cupcake on Sunday, then something horrible happened.
Scootaloo: What was it?
bahaghari Dash: She got attacked sa pamamagitan ng some human named Jeff The Killer.
Scootaloo: Jeff The Killer?
bahaghari Dash: He's this guy from some pathetic type of tagahanga fiction called Creepy Pasta. The fanfic itself was named Jeff The Killer.
Scootaloo: He got a fanfic named after himself?
bahaghari Dash: Yeah, but it's really boring, and no one cares about it. Anyway, Jeff saw the parang buriko eating a cupcake, and he decided to turn her into one. Just before she died, Jeff told the parang buriko to go to sleep.
Scootaloo: What the heck?
bahaghari Dash: I know. It's terrible.
Scootaloo: Not that, I'm angry with where you put my scooter. *Goes to the scooter, and moves it away from the flatscreen TV* It shouldn't be leaning on that TV.
bahaghari Dash: What did you think about that story I told you?
Scootaloo: I think it's a rumor you, and Pinkie made up to scare me. Save that for Nightmare Night, will you?
bahaghari Dash: Okay, if you don't believe me, it's your loss.
I never did believe bahaghari Dash, then I looked at the calender. Tomorrow was a Sunday, so I decided to get a cupcake, and see what happened.
susunod morning, I woke up. I wanted to eat a cupcake, and see if bahaghari Dash's story was true, but I couldn't do it with her watching me. I waited until she was watching television.
Scootaloo: bahaghari Dash? *Taking money from her suitcase*
bahaghari Dash: *Watching ponies fly airplanes* Yeah, what's up?
Scootaloo: I'm going to ride my scooter. I'll see you later.
bahaghari Dash: Alright. Have fun.
Scootaloo: *Gets on her scooter, and rides away*
bahaghari Dash: Wait a second!!
Scootaloo: What?
bahaghari Dash: Nothing, it was just something I saw on the television.
Scootaloo: *Leaves the house*
The cupcake factory was right across the kalye from where I lived, but if I told bahaghari Dash I was riding my scooter, she would assume that I was far away.
Scootaloo: *Leaves her scooter sa pamamagitan ng a apoy hydrant, and enters the cupcake factory*
Pinkie Pie: Guten tag. What can I get you?
Scootaloo: A cupcake.
Pinkie Pie: But it's a Sunday. Are you sure about that?
Scootaloo: Just get me the cupcake dummkauf!!
Pinkie Pie: *Gasps* No one has ever cursed to me in my own language. *Grabs a cupcake, then becomes happy again* Enjoy.
Scootaloo: Danke.
Pinkie Pie: Yay! You thanked me in my own language! This makes me feel very happy. *Bounces away*
All you gotta do to make Pinkie Pie get on your good side, and leave you alone is to speak German, her language. She gets very happy, and leaves to let you do whatever you want.
Scootaloo: *Eating a cupcake*
Ponies: DON'T EAT CUPCAKES ON SUNDAY!!
Jeff The Killer: *Arrives*
Scootaloo: Uh oh.
And that was the last time I ever saw anything again. In other words, I died.
The End............
Scootaloo: Whoa whoa whoa wait a second!!! *Walks in front of the end* It's obviously not the end. How can I die, and stay alive to narrate the rest of the story? Think people!!! But, this is the end of part 2. Part 3 will be coming soon.
bahaghari Dash: A few weeks ago, a parang buriko was eating a cupcake on Sunday, then something horrible happened.
Scootaloo: What was it?
bahaghari Dash: She got attacked sa pamamagitan ng some human named Jeff The Killer.
Scootaloo: Jeff The Killer?
bahaghari Dash: He's this guy from some pathetic type of tagahanga fiction called Creepy Pasta. The fanfic itself was named Jeff The Killer.
Scootaloo: He got a fanfic named after himself?
bahaghari Dash: Yeah, but it's really boring, and no one cares about it. Anyway, Jeff saw the parang buriko eating a cupcake, and he decided to turn her into one. Just before she died, Jeff told the parang buriko to go to sleep.
Scootaloo: What the heck?
bahaghari Dash: I know. It's terrible.
Scootaloo: Not that, I'm angry with where you put my scooter. *Goes to the scooter, and moves it away from the flatscreen TV* It shouldn't be leaning on that TV.
bahaghari Dash: What did you think about that story I told you?
Scootaloo: I think it's a rumor you, and Pinkie made up to scare me. Save that for Nightmare Night, will you?
bahaghari Dash: Okay, if you don't believe me, it's your loss.
I never did believe bahaghari Dash, then I looked at the calender. Tomorrow was a Sunday, so I decided to get a cupcake, and see what happened.
susunod morning, I woke up. I wanted to eat a cupcake, and see if bahaghari Dash's story was true, but I couldn't do it with her watching me. I waited until she was watching television.
Scootaloo: bahaghari Dash? *Taking money from her suitcase*
bahaghari Dash: *Watching ponies fly airplanes* Yeah, what's up?
Scootaloo: I'm going to ride my scooter. I'll see you later.
bahaghari Dash: Alright. Have fun.
Scootaloo: *Gets on her scooter, and rides away*
bahaghari Dash: Wait a second!!
Scootaloo: What?
bahaghari Dash: Nothing, it was just something I saw on the television.
Scootaloo: *Leaves the house*
The cupcake factory was right across the kalye from where I lived, but if I told bahaghari Dash I was riding my scooter, she would assume that I was far away.
Scootaloo: *Leaves her scooter sa pamamagitan ng a apoy hydrant, and enters the cupcake factory*
Pinkie Pie: Guten tag. What can I get you?
Scootaloo: A cupcake.
Pinkie Pie: But it's a Sunday. Are you sure about that?
Scootaloo: Just get me the cupcake dummkauf!!
Pinkie Pie: *Gasps* No one has ever cursed to me in my own language. *Grabs a cupcake, then becomes happy again* Enjoy.
Scootaloo: Danke.
Pinkie Pie: Yay! You thanked me in my own language! This makes me feel very happy. *Bounces away*
All you gotta do to make Pinkie Pie get on your good side, and leave you alone is to speak German, her language. She gets very happy, and leaves to let you do whatever you want.
Scootaloo: *Eating a cupcake*
Ponies: DON'T EAT CUPCAKES ON SUNDAY!!
Jeff The Killer: *Arrives*
Scootaloo: Uh oh.
And that was the last time I ever saw anything again. In other words, I died.
The End............
Scootaloo: Whoa whoa whoa wait a second!!! *Walks in front of the end* It's obviously not the end. How can I die, and stay alive to narrate the rest of the story? Think people!!! But, this is the end of part 2. Part 3 will be coming soon.