On July 5, everypony on strike did exactly what James told them to do.
James: That's everypony, right?
Jack: I think so.
Deputies: *On boat*
Deputy Roebuck: toi can't do this. We'll arrest you!
Larry: We'd like to see toi try that when toi go down river. *Pushes boat*
Deputy: Get some paddles, and row back!
James: *Holding paddles* toi mean these?!
Jack: And good luck trying to row back with your arms, and hooves!
Deputies: Curse you!
And so, the deputies had no way to get back to shore, and continued drifting towards the middle of nowhere
Meanwhile, at the mill
Henry: Ok, the strikers are not stopping, so here's what we must do. Build a fence.
Andrew: What kind of a fence?
Henry: Just a regular one, with barbed wire on the top.
Andrew: *Looks out window* Henry, we're already making a fence like that.
Henry: Oh.
Andrew: Yeah. In fact, it's nearly completed.
Henry: Ah, great. Now we must get the Pinkerton National Detective Agency notified, and make them help us stop those pesky ponies on strike.
Andrew: Ok. *Making telegraph to PNDA*
While the telegraph was being made, the strikers arrived at the mill.
James: Fort Frick seems to be getting more, and plus modifications.
Jack: It's a good thing we're attacking tomorrow. Any later, and we'd be defeated in no time.
Larry: That reminds me, did toi give those pistolets to everypony?
Jack: Oh yeah. They have them ready for the battle tomorrow.
Back in the mill
Andrew: *Finishes telegraph*
Henry: Alright. What did they say?
Andrew: They a dit they would be here par tomorrow.
Outside the mill
Larry: Hold up, I can hear them talking. *goes towards open window*
Henry: What do toi mean they'll be hear tomorrow?
Andrew: I mean they'll be hear tomorrow. They'll come here down the Monongahela river in steam boats, and when they arrive, we'll be ready to hold off the strikers.
Henry: Ah, good.
Larry: Andrew called for some help.
Jack: Where are they going to be?
Larry: They'll be coming here tomorrow up the Monongahela river, so tell the rest of the strikers, and have them get ready.
Jack: Yes sir.
2 B continued
James: That's everypony, right?
Jack: I think so.
Deputies: *On boat*
Deputy Roebuck: toi can't do this. We'll arrest you!
Larry: We'd like to see toi try that when toi go down river. *Pushes boat*
Deputy: Get some paddles, and row back!
James: *Holding paddles* toi mean these?!
Jack: And good luck trying to row back with your arms, and hooves!
Deputies: Curse you!
And so, the deputies had no way to get back to shore, and continued drifting towards the middle of nowhere
Meanwhile, at the mill
Henry: Ok, the strikers are not stopping, so here's what we must do. Build a fence.
Andrew: What kind of a fence?
Henry: Just a regular one, with barbed wire on the top.
Andrew: *Looks out window* Henry, we're already making a fence like that.
Henry: Oh.
Andrew: Yeah. In fact, it's nearly completed.
Henry: Ah, great. Now we must get the Pinkerton National Detective Agency notified, and make them help us stop those pesky ponies on strike.
Andrew: Ok. *Making telegraph to PNDA*
While the telegraph was being made, the strikers arrived at the mill.
James: Fort Frick seems to be getting more, and plus modifications.
Jack: It's a good thing we're attacking tomorrow. Any later, and we'd be defeated in no time.
Larry: That reminds me, did toi give those pistolets to everypony?
Jack: Oh yeah. They have them ready for the battle tomorrow.
Back in the mill
Andrew: *Finishes telegraph*
Henry: Alright. What did they say?
Andrew: They a dit they would be here par tomorrow.
Outside the mill
Larry: Hold up, I can hear them talking. *goes towards open window*
Henry: What do toi mean they'll be hear tomorrow?
Andrew: I mean they'll be hear tomorrow. They'll come here down the Monongahela river in steam boats, and when they arrive, we'll be ready to hold off the strikers.
Henry: Ah, good.
Larry: Andrew called for some help.
Jack: Where are they going to be?
Larry: They'll be coming here tomorrow up the Monongahela river, so tell the rest of the strikers, and have them get ready.
Jack: Yes sir.
2 B continued
This is Flare Azul, Blazin' Blue's gender swapped version of himself.
