[CH. 001] [Audio]

[since1928]

[There's a high-pitched yelp.

It sounds sort of strangled, or maybe it even sounds like someone getting squished under a heavy weight. Whatever has happened doesn't take too long to recover from, however, as the high-pitched voice rouses from that former dazed state.]

...Oh boy. Anybody got the license plate of that train??

[He tries to laugh, letting it peter off into a mild groan.

Somewhere behind him, there's the sound of a muffled, fat bark.]

Comments

[sailorlaughter]

I guess so! My friend Twilight just got Princess-ified, and she never wears one!

[since1928]

Oh! Congratulations to her! She sounds like the practical type too, haha!

[sailorlaughter]

Oh, totally! She's always like "Pinkie, you can't eat that many cupcakes!" and "Pinkie, how did you get in my house?"

[Giggle] She's so practical!

[since1928]

[While amused, he does have to wonder about the friendship between the ponies.]

Gee, if it's like that, I guess she's very lucky t'have you as a friend!