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ARC pt6 A Great NightA Rock Concert pt6 A Great Night
"And then V says 'But I thought it was cake!'!" Checkers said laughing, the others joined in cept for V who grumbled half heartily.
"Oh yea Checkers, how about we tell them about the time you walked into the wrong bathroom?" V said with a evil smirk.
"Hey!" Checkers protested. "How could I tell the difference between a girl griffin stick figure and a guy griffin stick figure?
"Guy griffins have a mane." Twilight informed them.
"I know that now, but at the time I thought it was long girly hair." Checkers replied.
Twilight and the girls plus spike were hanging out with Flying V and the Broines in their trailer carriage. The carriage was huge but with all of them inside it seemed small almost cramped. Twilight, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Applejack sat on one couch and Flying V, Rain
ARC pt5 A Simple QuestionA Rock Concert pt 5 A simple question.
She couldn't believe it, finally after so long she would see her colt again! She had to remind herself not to tackle him with kisses the moment she spotted him.
Dash and the girls, plus Spike, had just trotted past the hordes of waiting fans and handed the ticket master their special tickets. They each received a badge labeled pass with an official looking stamp on it and a rope so they could ware it around their necks. Spike put his on only to have it fall off and land at his feet.
"Oh come on, don't they make anything baby dragon sized?"
"Here, let me help you with that Spike." Twilight said as picked it up with her magic and tied a loop in it making it small enough for him to ware.
Rarity looked down at hers as it hung from her neck. "This is hardly fashionable."
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
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