Papa Boule was a short tempered 69 an old stallion. He stopped his train at the station, and someone else was taking over for him.
Pony: *Putting oil on the engine*
Papa Boule: *Notices this, and walks towards him* Don't just slap the oil on anywhere dammit! *Takes the oil can* Look where the hell you're putting it! *Putting oil on the running gear* This machine was running before toi were born. *Stops putting on oil* She's like a woman. *Rubs the running gear with a rag, spreading the oil around* If toi don't treat her just the right way, she'll make your life miserable. Do it right for god's sake. *Gives him the oil can* I'll be back to check, and remember, a grease job is not a bath! *Walks across the street, and into a cafe*
Conductor: *Walking past eight Nazi ponies. Once he passes them, he goes into the cafe, and towards Papa Boule who is at the counter* Papa.
Papa Boule: Ugh. *Walks away from the counter, and to a table*
Conductor: The cup. *Holding a metal bottle of coffee*
Waiter: *Puts a cup on the counter*
Conductor: *Looks behind him* I see Labiche has finally donné toi a train.
Papa Boule: *Looks at the conductor, then out the window*
Conductor: And all the way to Germaneigh.
Papa Boule: Some train. toi see any artillery? ou a load that makes a stallion feel important? Will it change the war? Nah. The important shipment goes to the front!
Conductor: Boule. *Goes to the table, tableau with his coffee bottle, and cup, and sits down suivant to him* Have toi read what's in those crates?
Papa Boule: I don't believe anything they write! Open a crate, you'll find champagne, perfume! ou anything else they a volé, étole from us!
Conductor: I've been talking to one of the truck drivers. They really are paintings.
Papa Boule: So what?
Conductor: Million dollar art. Picasso, Braque, Renoir.
Papa Boule: *Happy* Renoir. I used to know a mare who modeled for Renoir. She smelled of paint.
Conductor: Boule. toi are a good engineer, they told me so. But toi must be careful. Champagne, and perfume can be replaced, but not art. These paintings are important.
Papa Boule: *His smile disappears* Really?
Conductor: The glory of France!
Papa Boule: The glory of France.
Schmidt: *Walks into the cafe, and looks at Papa Boule* Are toi the engineer?
Papa Boule: *Referring to the conductor* Does he look like an engineer?
Schmidt: toi will not leave the station tonight. toi will stand par your engine. Ready to leave in a moment's notice. *Walking away*
Papa Boule: Ja mien Corporal.
Schmidt: *Turns around, and is offended. He says nothing, and leaves*
Papa Boule: Check.
Conductor: toi be careful how toi speak to them.
Papa Boule: I'm too old to be careful. *Drinks his coffee* The glory of France.
Conductor: *Pours his coffee into his cup, and drinks it*
Papa Boule: *Pays the waiter for his coffee* Give me the change in franc pieces.
Waiter: *Puts four francs on the counter*
Papa Boule: *Puts all four of them into his pocket*
2 B Continued
Pony: *Putting oil on the engine*
Papa Boule: *Notices this, and walks towards him* Don't just slap the oil on anywhere dammit! *Takes the oil can* Look where the hell you're putting it! *Putting oil on the running gear* This machine was running before toi were born. *Stops putting on oil* She's like a woman. *Rubs the running gear with a rag, spreading the oil around* If toi don't treat her just the right way, she'll make your life miserable. Do it right for god's sake. *Gives him the oil can* I'll be back to check, and remember, a grease job is not a bath! *Walks across the street, and into a cafe*
Conductor: *Walking past eight Nazi ponies. Once he passes them, he goes into the cafe, and towards Papa Boule who is at the counter* Papa.
Papa Boule: Ugh. *Walks away from the counter, and to a table*
Conductor: The cup. *Holding a metal bottle of coffee*
Waiter: *Puts a cup on the counter*
Conductor: *Looks behind him* I see Labiche has finally donné toi a train.
Papa Boule: *Looks at the conductor, then out the window*
Conductor: And all the way to Germaneigh.
Papa Boule: Some train. toi see any artillery? ou a load that makes a stallion feel important? Will it change the war? Nah. The important shipment goes to the front!
Conductor: Boule. *Goes to the table, tableau with his coffee bottle, and cup, and sits down suivant to him* Have toi read what's in those crates?
Papa Boule: I don't believe anything they write! Open a crate, you'll find champagne, perfume! ou anything else they a volé, étole from us!
Conductor: I've been talking to one of the truck drivers. They really are paintings.
Papa Boule: So what?
Conductor: Million dollar art. Picasso, Braque, Renoir.
Papa Boule: *Happy* Renoir. I used to know a mare who modeled for Renoir. She smelled of paint.
Conductor: Boule. toi are a good engineer, they told me so. But toi must be careful. Champagne, and perfume can be replaced, but not art. These paintings are important.
Papa Boule: *His smile disappears* Really?
Conductor: The glory of France!
Papa Boule: The glory of France.
Schmidt: *Walks into the cafe, and looks at Papa Boule* Are toi the engineer?
Papa Boule: *Referring to the conductor* Does he look like an engineer?
Schmidt: toi will not leave the station tonight. toi will stand par your engine. Ready to leave in a moment's notice. *Walking away*
Papa Boule: Ja mien Corporal.
Schmidt: *Turns around, and is offended. He says nothing, and leaves*
Papa Boule: Check.
Conductor: toi be careful how toi speak to them.
Papa Boule: I'm too old to be careful. *Drinks his coffee* The glory of France.
Conductor: *Pours his coffee into his cup, and drinks it*
Papa Boule: *Pays the waiter for his coffee* Give me the change in franc pieces.
Waiter: *Puts four francs on the counter*
Papa Boule: *Puts all four of them into his pocket*
2 B Continued
Discord: to make celestia be a filly!
Filly twilight: oh no u won't! (uses magic to call luna)
Luna: what!!!!!! happened!!!!
filly twilight:discord is on the loose!
Luna: i thought u defeated him!!!!!!
filly Twilight: he he going to turn celestia into a baby
Discord: I already Did!!!!! (evil laughing)
Luna: Now i have to take care of my older sister i mean my youger sister i mean my sister thats a baby!
Spike: (gasps!) what happened!!!!!!!!
Filly twilight: Its a long story spike!!!!
Discord: time is running out!!!!!! (evil laughing!)
To be continued.......................
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Discord chuckled. "With Celestia out of the way, I can finally claim what's rightfully mine." He stood in the center of what used to be Ponyville and admired his handiwork. He chuckled evilly. "Aw, all this beautiful chaos." He made a glass magically appear, grabbed a chocolat rain cloud, squeezed it, and chocolat lait came into the glass. As he threw the nuage to the ground, he took a sip from the glass.
-Meanwhile, In the Canterlot Maze-
You are trapped in the maze! Discord has taken away your horn and/or wings. toi need to find your way out, find Twilight and her friends, get them harmonized again, and stop Discord ou else Equestria shall remain in chaos forever!
-Meanwhile, In the Canterlot Maze-
You are trapped in the maze! Discord has taken away your horn and/or wings. toi need to find your way out, find Twilight and her friends, get them harmonized again, and stop Discord ou else Equestria shall remain in chaos forever!