Date: August 11, 1958
Location: Laramie, Wyoming
Time: 9:27 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
The baseball players told their coach about the ball landing on a train, and how they weren't able to catch it on time.
Coach: Okay, I don't have enough room in my station wagon for all of you, so let's call somepony to help us.
Catie: *Hears her phone ringing, and picks it up, speaking in Russian* Privet? (Hello?)
Coach: Catie, it's me.
Catie: Oh great. What do toi want?
Coach: I need toi to come down here, and help us out.
Catie: What?
Coach: I a dit I need toi to-
Catie: I know! What do toi need my help with?!
Coach: One of my baseball players hit a homerun, but it landed on a moving train. We need to find it, and get the ball back.
Catie: Ugh. I'll be right there. *Hangs up*
Coach: *Puts phone away* Alright toi guys, she a dit she'd be over here. Let's just hope that the forty bucks toi paid me is worth it.
They could've bought another baseball, but everypony was too stupid to think about it at the time.
Soon, Catie arrived in her Shitroen 2PV.
Baseball poney 3: Oh no, I'm not getting in that car.
Coach: I know it's a bad car, but three of toi have to go in there.
Baseball poney 3: Alright. I'll avaler, hirondelle my pride for the team. *Gets in Catie's car*
Baseball poney 5: Me too. *Gets in the Shitroen*
Baseball poney 9: *Gets in the car suivant to baseball poney 5*
Coach: Okay, the rest of toi with me. We got a train to catch.
The coach, and the other baseball ponies got in the station wagon, and Catie followed with the other three. Both cars were par a train waiting in a siding.
Coach: Okay, who remembered what kind of train it was?
Baseball poney 2: It was all black, and the freight cars were empty. I think the number on the engine was 3717.
Coach: *Sees a train that's all black with empty freight cars, then sees an engine numbered 3717* That's the train right there to our right.
Stylo: *Sees the signal turn green* Let's go. *Drives train*
Baseball poney 4: It's moving coach.
Coach: I know. We just have to follow it. See if toi can find something on the radio. We need a good song to listen to if we're chasing this train.
Baseball poney 4: *Turns on radio*
This song was playing on the radio: link
Coach: Now let's get that baseball. *Floors it*
Stephanie: *Looks out cab window*
Stylo: What's up?
Stephanie: I see a station wagon that's doing at least 70 miles an hour.
Stylo: Who knew station wagons could go that fast?
Stephanie: Not me.
Catie: *Driving her car*
Baseball poney 5: Can't your car go any faster?
Catie: Nyet! haut, retour au début speed is 30 miles an hour.
Baseball poney 3: At this rate, it'll take us at least a week to get that ball back.
Coach: Shout out to the engineer, maybe they can here us from where we are.
Baseball poney 1: Good idea.
Baseball poney 8: *Points at Stephanie* salut you! Stop the train! Our baseball is on there!
Stylo: What did he say?
Stephanie: I think he a dit he wants to race.
Stylo: If those jokers want a race, let's give them one. Make this thing go as fast as it can.
Stephanie: *Pulls throttle*
Baseball poney 8: They're not slowing down coach.
Coach: That's not good.
Baseball poney 6: And to make things worse, they're heading towards that tunnel.
Coach: Don't worry, I know this road. We just go over the tracks where that tunnel begins, and we drive on the right side of the tracks. I wonder how Catie is doing with the rest of our team.
Unfortunately, they weren't doing good at all. Catie's car had a very small ammount of power, and was only able to do 1 mile an heure up the hill.
Baseball poney 9: What's taking so long?
Catie: My car is doing it's best to go up the hill.
Baseball poney 3: Yeah, well it's still not good enough.
Catie: toi should be thankful that I'm helping toi in the first place. *Farts*
Baseball poney 5: *Raises a brow*
Baseball poney 3: *Feeling very uncomfortable* ...right.
Then, it got stuck, and the car started moving backwards, while the wheels moved forward.
Baseball poney 9: This is embarrassing.
Baseball poney 3: Let's just hope our coach has better luck then us.
Coach: *Driving suivant to the train*
Stylo: *Driving train*
Stephanie: Will toi look at these guys?
Stylo: What's the matter now?
Stephanie: That station wagon we saw earlier is driving on the left side of the road!
Coach: *Lowers window*
Baseball poney 8: Shout as loud as toi can coach.
Baseball poney 4: The fate of this team depends on it.
Coach: HEY!!
Stephanie: They're shouting at us.
Stylo: See what they want.
Stephanie: *Leans her head out of the cab* WHAT DO toi WANT?
Coach: OUR BALL IS ON YOUR TRAIN!
Stephanie: What?!!?
Coach: OUR BASEBALL LANDED ON YOUR TRAIN!!!
Stephanie: Oh Stylo?
Stylo: Yes?
Stephanie: Remember that homerun at the baseball game toi were enjoying?
Stylo: Yeah?
Stephanie: That ball landed on our train.
Stylo: Tell them we'll give it to them when we stop at the coaling depot.
Stephanie: *To the coach* FOLLOW US TO THE COALING DEPOT! WE'LL GIVE toi THE BALL THERE!!!
Coach: THANK YOU!! *Nearly hits a delivery van, but swerves to the right side of the road just in time*
As they got to the coaling depot, Stylo, and Stephanie helped the entire baseball team look for the baseball. It was found in the third car that was the closest to the locomotive.
Stylo: We're sorry for any inconvenience we caused for you, and your team sir.
Coach: It's alright. toi gave us quite an adventure.
Baseball poney 2: Only question is, where's your ex-wife with the other three players?
Coach: I don't know. Looks like we'll have to look for them now.
Catie: *Drives her car suivant to Stylo's freight train, and stops*
Baseball poney 3: *Gets out of car with baseball ponies 5, and 9* Did toi get our ball back?
Baseball poney 4: Yeah. The engineer helped us.
Baseball poney 8: If there's anything we can do for you, let us know.
Stylo: Alright, thanks.
Catie: Let's go, get back in the car.
Baseball poney 3: Ugh, here we go again. *Gets back in Catie's car with baseball ponies 5, and 9*
Catie: *Turns key in ignition, but the car won't start* Chto yebat' ? *Turns key again, but the car still won't start* Etot frantsuzskiy avtomobil' kusok der'ma. Blyad'!
Baseball poney 3: I don't speak russian, but I think she dropped the F bomb twice.
Stylo: *Walks over to Catie's car* I thought about what toi could do for us.
Baseball poney 3: What?
Stylo: Let us take your car back to the field. We'll get it loaded on a flatcar, and pull it back.
So that's exactly what they did. Catie, and the three baseball ponies rode in the car while it was on the flatcar on Stylo, and Stephanie's train. After dropping the car off, everypony continued playing baseball.
Stylo: I wish I was down there with them.
Stephanie: Maybe tomorrow toi can play baseball.
Stylo: Yeah, I hope so.
The End
On the suivant episode of Ponies On The Rails
A griffon pays a visit to the Union Pacific
Location: Laramie, Wyoming
Time: 9:27 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
The baseball players told their coach about the ball landing on a train, and how they weren't able to catch it on time.
Coach: Okay, I don't have enough room in my station wagon for all of you, so let's call somepony to help us.
This is Catie. She is the baseball coach's ex-wife
Catie: *Hears her phone ringing, and picks it up, speaking in Russian* Privet? (Hello?)
Coach: Catie, it's me.
Catie: Oh great. What do toi want?
Coach: I need toi to come down here, and help us out.
Catie: What?
Coach: I a dit I need toi to-
Catie: I know! What do toi need my help with?!
Coach: One of my baseball players hit a homerun, but it landed on a moving train. We need to find it, and get the ball back.
Catie: Ugh. I'll be right there. *Hangs up*
Coach: *Puts phone away* Alright toi guys, she a dit she'd be over here. Let's just hope that the forty bucks toi paid me is worth it.
They could've bought another baseball, but everypony was too stupid to think about it at the time.
Soon, Catie arrived in her Shitroen 2PV.
Catie's Shitroen
Baseball poney 3: Oh no, I'm not getting in that car.
Coach: I know it's a bad car, but three of toi have to go in there.
Baseball poney 3: Alright. I'll avaler, hirondelle my pride for the team. *Gets in Catie's car*
Baseball poney 5: Me too. *Gets in the Shitroen*
Baseball poney 9: *Gets in the car suivant to baseball poney 5*
Coach: Okay, the rest of toi with me. We got a train to catch.
The coach, and the other baseball ponies got in the station wagon, and Catie followed with the other three. Both cars were par a train waiting in a siding.
Coach: Okay, who remembered what kind of train it was?
Baseball poney 2: It was all black, and the freight cars were empty. I think the number on the engine was 3717.
Coach: *Sees a train that's all black with empty freight cars, then sees an engine numbered 3717* That's the train right there to our right.
Stylo: *Sees the signal turn green* Let's go. *Drives train*
Baseball poney 4: It's moving coach.
Coach: I know. We just have to follow it. See if toi can find something on the radio. We need a good song to listen to if we're chasing this train.
Baseball poney 4: *Turns on radio*
This song was playing on the radio: link
Coach: Now let's get that baseball. *Floors it*
Stephanie: *Looks out cab window*
Stylo: What's up?
Stephanie: I see a station wagon that's doing at least 70 miles an hour.
Stylo: Who knew station wagons could go that fast?
Stephanie: Not me.
Catie: *Driving her car*
Baseball poney 5: Can't your car go any faster?
Catie: Nyet! haut, retour au début speed is 30 miles an hour.
Baseball poney 3: At this rate, it'll take us at least a week to get that ball back.
Coach: Shout out to the engineer, maybe they can here us from where we are.
Baseball poney 1: Good idea.
Baseball poney 8: *Points at Stephanie* salut you! Stop the train! Our baseball is on there!
Stylo: What did he say?
Stephanie: I think he a dit he wants to race.
Stylo: If those jokers want a race, let's give them one. Make this thing go as fast as it can.
Stephanie: *Pulls throttle*
Baseball poney 8: They're not slowing down coach.
Coach: That's not good.
Baseball poney 6: And to make things worse, they're heading towards that tunnel.
Coach: Don't worry, I know this road. We just go over the tracks where that tunnel begins, and we drive on the right side of the tracks. I wonder how Catie is doing with the rest of our team.
Unfortunately, they weren't doing good at all. Catie's car had a very small ammount of power, and was only able to do 1 mile an heure up the hill.
Baseball poney 9: What's taking so long?
Catie: My car is doing it's best to go up the hill.
Baseball poney 3: Yeah, well it's still not good enough.
Catie: toi should be thankful that I'm helping toi in the first place. *Farts*
Baseball poney 5: *Raises a brow*
Baseball poney 3: *Feeling very uncomfortable* ...right.
Then, it got stuck, and the car started moving backwards, while the wheels moved forward.
Baseball poney 9: This is embarrassing.
Baseball poney 3: Let's just hope our coach has better luck then us.
Coach: *Driving suivant to the train*
Stylo: *Driving train*
Stephanie: Will toi look at these guys?
Stylo: What's the matter now?
Stephanie: That station wagon we saw earlier is driving on the left side of the road!
Coach: *Lowers window*
Baseball poney 8: Shout as loud as toi can coach.
Baseball poney 4: The fate of this team depends on it.
Coach: HEY!!
Stephanie: They're shouting at us.
Stylo: See what they want.
Stephanie: *Leans her head out of the cab* WHAT DO toi WANT?
Coach: OUR BALL IS ON YOUR TRAIN!
Stephanie: What?!!?
Coach: OUR BASEBALL LANDED ON YOUR TRAIN!!!
Stephanie: Oh Stylo?
Stylo: Yes?
Stephanie: Remember that homerun at the baseball game toi were enjoying?
Stylo: Yeah?
Stephanie: That ball landed on our train.
Stylo: Tell them we'll give it to them when we stop at the coaling depot.
Stephanie: *To the coach* FOLLOW US TO THE COALING DEPOT! WE'LL GIVE toi THE BALL THERE!!!
Coach: THANK YOU!! *Nearly hits a delivery van, but swerves to the right side of the road just in time*
As they got to the coaling depot, Stylo, and Stephanie helped the entire baseball team look for the baseball. It was found in the third car that was the closest to the locomotive.
Stylo: We're sorry for any inconvenience we caused for you, and your team sir.
Coach: It's alright. toi gave us quite an adventure.
Baseball poney 2: Only question is, where's your ex-wife with the other three players?
Coach: I don't know. Looks like we'll have to look for them now.
Catie: *Drives her car suivant to Stylo's freight train, and stops*
Baseball poney 3: *Gets out of car with baseball ponies 5, and 9* Did toi get our ball back?
Baseball poney 4: Yeah. The engineer helped us.
Baseball poney 8: If there's anything we can do for you, let us know.
Stylo: Alright, thanks.
Catie: Let's go, get back in the car.
Baseball poney 3: Ugh, here we go again. *Gets back in Catie's car with baseball ponies 5, and 9*
Catie: *Turns key in ignition, but the car won't start* Chto yebat' ? *Turns key again, but the car still won't start* Etot frantsuzskiy avtomobil' kusok der'ma. Blyad'!
Baseball poney 3: I don't speak russian, but I think she dropped the F bomb twice.
Stylo: *Walks over to Catie's car* I thought about what toi could do for us.
Baseball poney 3: What?
Stylo: Let us take your car back to the field. We'll get it loaded on a flatcar, and pull it back.
So that's exactly what they did. Catie, and the three baseball ponies rode in the car while it was on the flatcar on Stylo, and Stephanie's train. After dropping the car off, everypony continued playing baseball.
Stylo: I wish I was down there with them.
Stephanie: Maybe tomorrow toi can play baseball.
Stylo: Yeah, I hope so.
The End
On the suivant episode of Ponies On The Rails
A griffon pays a visit to the Union Pacific
