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Ever seen helicopter blades?
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Meanwhile in Baltimare:
*Two ponies sitting at an outdoor diner.*
Pony1: “Hot out today.”
Pony2: “Yep.” *Sips tea.*
“Lord, that was a close one. I should probably leave Ponyville for a few days. I hear Baltimare is pretty kickin’ this time o’ year….”
Dashie: *Watches in amazement as Scootaloo zips off before turning back to you.*
“We’ll talk later.”
*She goes to follow after Scootaloo but quickly turns back around with an intimidating gesture. After staring you down for a second, she leaves.*
gasps
“It is not! and Scootaloo will vouch for me, won’t you Scoots?”
wakes her up with water bucket
“NO! NO MORE TIMBER WOLVES! MOMMY!”
she buzzes off at an insane speed
Dashie: *Sniff sniff.* “You know what that smells like? Smells like bullshit.”
Bull: *Mooooooooo.*
Dashie: “No offence.”
Bull: “None taken.”
“Now Dashie, I know this looks bad, but I swear I would never intentionally bring harm to Scoots by doing something absurd and humiliating like using her as live bait or something.”
Dashie: *Stares at you even more intensely.*
“Hey, what can I say? The kid loves her birds. And will do anything for 6o bits.”
“Suuuuure. You found Scootaloo passed out on the ground, clued into a chicken suit.”
“Uhhhh. Now Dash, ya gotta believe me…she was like this when I found her.”
She should be flappin’ like a hummingbird.