After my first dia of school came the lowlife of my day. Coming home. My mom is dating this guy named Carl that does nothing but, watch TV or shout at someone. His dog Ditka, is very huge, and looks like he could bite your head off.

Rafe: *enters home*
Ditka: BARK!! *gets on Rafe*
Carl: Ditka, down!
Ditka: *goes away*
Carl: So how was your first dia of school?
Rafe: School was unbelieveable. I met this beautiful filly, and I pulled the fogo alarm

Ok, I didn't tell him that I pulled the fogo alarm, but he wouldn't care anyway.

Carl: Uh-huh. Did you sign up for football yet?
Rafe: Nah. *grabs pudim cups from refrigerator*
Carl: Why not? Football is the only thing you're good at!
Rafe: *going to his room* Don't worry. I didn't forget I'm a loser, loser.
Carl: Did you just call me a loser?!!?
Rafe: No, I called myself a loser! *closes door to room* Loser. *lays on bed*
Georgia: *knocks on door*
Rafe: Enter.
Georgia: *enters room, and closes door* What's going on? Why was he yelling at you? Are you in trouble?
Rafe: Go away. I got work to do.
Georgia: Just tell me what he said.
Rafe: Here *gives pudim cup to Georgia* He said have a pudim cup, ok? Now get out.
Georgia: *goes to door* Rafe?
Rafe: What?
Georgia: Thanks for the pudim cup.
Rafe: You're welcome. Now close the door from the other side.
Georgia: *closes door*

Finally, some peace, and quiet. Now to get started on my plan to survive my first ano of middle school. First off, it needed a name. After a few minutes, I came up with Operation R.A.F.E

Rules
Aren't
For
Everypony

I'd be the first potro, colt to play Operation Rafe, but not the last. Someday there could be Operation R.A.F.E video games, or action figures that looked exactly like me, a whole amusement park with sixteen different roller coasters, and no height requirements for any of the rides. The whole thing could make me the most richest pónei, pônei ever.

Meanwhile, I stilll had to finish inventing this thing. I decided that every rule in the code of conduct should be worth a certain amount of points depending on how hard it was to break. Of course, I could get into a lot of trouble, so I decided to make that worth points too. There would be bonuses for things like getting big laughs, or if Jeanne Galleta saw what I did. Definitely that!

I wrote all the rules down in a spiral notebook, but then I thought of something else. How would this all end? If I did good enough to break all the rules in this book, everything would be perfect, but what if I didn't? What would Leo think about that?

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