Twilight rejoined with Discord and Satwn Twist.
Discord: Ahh.. About time toi ladies returned.
Twi: Just me actually..
Discord: Still better then him then Saten. All he seems to be is off putting and angry.
Saten: *face gets even redder then already is, out of anger* Offputting!? ANGRY!?
Discord: *pats him* Thaats just the tip of the old ice burg there.
Twi: *chuckles* toi have 'no' idea.
CUTAWAY:
Master Sword: Alright. Saten. Your my only other choice for assitent football coach.
Saten: No problem.. I l’amour little kids.. *to the filly soccor team* Alright. Do your best okay. Your all winners here. Despite what the score board says.. *five secondes later he gets angry at them for messing up somehow, and calls them back in* What is wrong with you!.. Okay new strategy.. Lose this game and I will murder you!. Every single one of you. Multiple stab wounds. And break!. *they go back to playing*
Sword: Dude. I don't think it's the best idea for toi to be threatening the fillies.
Saten: Sticks and stones man. Words will never hurt... SCOOTALOO! If they score on you! I swear I'm gonna rip toi in half with a chainsaw!
Sword: *nervous laugh* H. He's joking Scoot's.
Sword: Dude. I thought toi a dit toi were gonna control your rage.
Saten: *anxiously pacing* Iam in complete control... BUTTONMASH! If toi don't score this time! I will stuff thirty pounds of raw meat! UP YOUR ARM!
Sword: Is that even possible!?
*later when the other team scores*
Saten: *angrily throws larn chair* DEFENCE! toi HEARD OF DEFENCE!!
Sword: toi need to calm down. Your going crazy on me.
Saten: *enraged* I'm crazy because I REFUSE TO LOSE!?
Sword: I-
Saten: *throws something* GOD DAMN IT MAN!. My feet are strapped to the bicycle on this one! I will do anything it takes TO WIN!.. Even it means lying!.. *prepares to coup de poing one of the fillies* ou PHYSICALLY HURTING SOMEONE!!
Sword: *pulling him back* That's it.. No plus coffee for you.
END CUTAWAY:
Discord: Well. Anyway.. No luck finding your arbre then?
Twi: We ran into some trouble. And my Friends decided it would be best if I returned to Ponyville while they continue the search. Equestria will need me if Princess Celestia and Princess Luna don't return.
Discord: I'm just surprised that toi agreed to their plan. I never thought you'd be the kind of poney who would think she was better than everypony else.
Twi: I don't think I'm better then everypon-
Saten: Every'body
Twi; Oh. Shut. Up.
Discord: Oh, well, how silly of me to assume that toi would think that. All toi did was choose to keep your precious princess self out of harm's way while your Friends thrust themselves right into it. I'm sure you'll all be the best of pals again when they return from their terrifying yet deeply bonding experience that they're having without you. [chuckles].
Twi: Damn toi discord! *runs back in*
Spike: Oh come on. It's discord. He's just trying to get under your skin.
Twi: Well.. It's working.
Saten: Wait., *flies after her* What if she gets lost..
2 B CONTAINUED
Discord: Ahh.. About time toi ladies returned.
Twi: Just me actually..
Discord: Still better then him then Saten. All he seems to be is off putting and angry.
Saten: *face gets even redder then already is, out of anger* Offputting!? ANGRY!?
Discord: *pats him* Thaats just the tip of the old ice burg there.
Twi: *chuckles* toi have 'no' idea.
CUTAWAY:
Master Sword: Alright. Saten. Your my only other choice for assitent football coach.
Saten: No problem.. I l’amour little kids.. *to the filly soccor team* Alright. Do your best okay. Your all winners here. Despite what the score board says.. *five secondes later he gets angry at them for messing up somehow, and calls them back in* What is wrong with you!.. Okay new strategy.. Lose this game and I will murder you!. Every single one of you. Multiple stab wounds. And break!. *they go back to playing*
Sword: Dude. I don't think it's the best idea for toi to be threatening the fillies.
Saten: Sticks and stones man. Words will never hurt... SCOOTALOO! If they score on you! I swear I'm gonna rip toi in half with a chainsaw!
Sword: *nervous laugh* H. He's joking Scoot's.
Sword: Dude. I thought toi a dit toi were gonna control your rage.
Saten: *anxiously pacing* Iam in complete control... BUTTONMASH! If toi don't score this time! I will stuff thirty pounds of raw meat! UP YOUR ARM!
Sword: Is that even possible!?
*later when the other team scores*
Saten: *angrily throws larn chair* DEFENCE! toi HEARD OF DEFENCE!!
Sword: toi need to calm down. Your going crazy on me.
Saten: *enraged* I'm crazy because I REFUSE TO LOSE!?
Sword: I-
Saten: *throws something* GOD DAMN IT MAN!. My feet are strapped to the bicycle on this one! I will do anything it takes TO WIN!.. Even it means lying!.. *prepares to coup de poing one of the fillies* ou PHYSICALLY HURTING SOMEONE!!
Sword: *pulling him back* That's it.. No plus coffee for you.
END CUTAWAY:
Discord: Well. Anyway.. No luck finding your arbre then?
Twi: We ran into some trouble. And my Friends decided it would be best if I returned to Ponyville while they continue the search. Equestria will need me if Princess Celestia and Princess Luna don't return.
Discord: I'm just surprised that toi agreed to their plan. I never thought you'd be the kind of poney who would think she was better than everypony else.
Twi: I don't think I'm better then everypon-
Saten: Every'body
Twi; Oh. Shut. Up.
Discord: Oh, well, how silly of me to assume that toi would think that. All toi did was choose to keep your precious princess self out of harm's way while your Friends thrust themselves right into it. I'm sure you'll all be the best of pals again when they return from their terrifying yet deeply bonding experience that they're having without you. [chuckles].
Twi: Damn toi discord! *runs back in*
Spike: Oh come on. It's discord. He's just trying to get under your skin.
Twi: Well.. It's working.
Saten: Wait., *flies after her* What if she gets lost..
2 B CONTAINUED
As far as i can tell Bronies are seperated into three types each having subtypes.
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just musique I Don't Really know if there are subcategories toi can tell me in the commentaires if toi want
Type 1: Artistic (Artfags)
Normal Artistic
Clop (dear god)
And Crossover
Type 2 : Fanfic Writers (Writefags)
Normal Writer
Clop (oh goood)
Crossover
Horror (or as ilike to call it, Grimdark)
Type 3: Music
Just musique I Don't Really know if there are subcategories toi can tell me in the commentaires if toi want
SweetieBelle: Thanks for flying us over.
Derpy: Mwa.. Still beats Saten's job.
CUTAWAY:
Saten Twist is seen having to watch over Fluffle Puff for a while. And much to his annoyance, Fluffle Puff is nibbling on one of back hooves the whole time.
Saten: *groans* That payment better be worth it
END CUTAWAY:
AppleBloom: Well. Still appreciated.
SweetieBelle: Let's hope we're not to late.
Scootaloo: I don't get it.. I thought toi 'wanted' Rarity's design ruined.
SweetieBelle: That was when I suffered in silence, about thinking she was always out shining me.
Scootaloo: *annoyedly* Suffered in 'silence'
SweetieBelle: Yes. But after Luna approaching my dreams. I had a change of heart.
AppleBloom; Then let's go! *they run ahead*
Scootaloo: Suf... *angrily* SILENCE!?
TO BE CONTAINUED.
Derpy: Mwa.. Still beats Saten's job.
CUTAWAY:
Saten Twist is seen having to watch over Fluffle Puff for a while. And much to his annoyance, Fluffle Puff is nibbling on one of back hooves the whole time.
Saten: *groans* That payment better be worth it
END CUTAWAY:
AppleBloom: Well. Still appreciated.
SweetieBelle: Let's hope we're not to late.
Scootaloo: I don't get it.. I thought toi 'wanted' Rarity's design ruined.
SweetieBelle: That was when I suffered in silence, about thinking she was always out shining me.
Scootaloo: *annoyedly* Suffered in 'silence'
SweetieBelle: Yes. But after Luna approaching my dreams. I had a change of heart.
AppleBloom; Then let's go! *they run ahead*
Scootaloo: Suf... *angrily* SILENCE!?
TO BE CONTAINUED.