Nikki: *Still composição literária her letter*
Conductor: *Walking towards Nikki* Excuse me miss, are you one of the passengers for the train heading to Chicagoat?
Nikki: Yes sir.
Conductor: Then you better get back on board. The engines have been repaired, and this train will leave soon.
Nikki: Thank you. *Gets on train. She sits down on a seat, then continues composição literária her letter*
There are two ponies that repair track, and locomotives that I know. Their names are Percy, and Jeff. Percy is nice, but Jeff is always switching up his personality. One dia he's nice, and the seguinte day, he's mean.
Percy: *Sweating as he hammers a spike into a rail*
Jeff: Percy, you seem to be tired.
Percy: I am tired, but I don't have any water.
Jeff: Take some of mine. *Gives water to Percy*
Percy: Oh thanks Jeff. *Drinks water* That's really nice of you.
seguinte day.
Jeff: *Walking towards the yards*
Pete: Jeff, I need you to-
Jeff: Repair engine 4013, I know. You told me yesterday.
Pete: I just wanted to make sure you remembered.
Jeff: What, you think I'm an idiot or something?
Pete: Take it easy.
Jeff: Well you're wrong. *Walks away*
Percy: Good morning Jeffrey.
Jeff: Shut up. *Pushes Percy into garbage can*
Percy: *Finds a one hundred dollar bill* Who would throw money away? Oh well, finders keepers.
Coffee Crème is my best friend. We went to high school together, and seeing her here makes me happy. I met her once when I brought a train into their yards. I met her while turning my engine on the turntable.
Coffee Creme: *Looking at engine, then notices Nikki* Nikki!! *Hugs Nikki*
Nikki: *Hugging back* Good to see you again after all these years.
Coffee Creme: When did you start working for this railway?
Nikki: I don't work here, I work for the Southern Pacific.
Coffee Creme: Oh.
Nikki: But don't worry, I'll be bringing in a lot of trains for y'all. How's Honey Bee? I haven't seen her since she moved out of our neighborhood.
Coffee Creme: She's dead.
Nikki: What?
Coffee Creme: Somepony crashed into her train three years ago.
Nikki: Aw, that's a shame. But, what can you expect from railroading? *Gets back in engine* Make you sure you don't crash now, you hear?
Coffee Creme: Just get your engine off that toca discos, plataforma giratória so I can turn my engines around.
Nikki: I'm on it. *Drives off turntable*
Coffee Creme: *Sighs* Great to see her again. If only she worked on the Union Pacific.
Metal Gloss is another female engineer. She loves steam engines mais than any other pónei, pônei I know.
Percy: *Putting oil on the valve gear of a challenger*
Metal Gloss: *Arrives* You're doing a really nice job.
Percy: Thank you. Pete told me you were going to use this engine to get a freight train up Sherman Hill.
Metal Gloss: That's right. These challengers are nice, but I want to drive a Big boy. Those engines are the largest steam engines in the world.
Percy: Maybe tomorrow.
Metal Gloss: Yeah maybe.
And last, but not least, there's Pete. He's the head honcho for this section of the Union Pacific, and does his job well.
Pete: *Signing papers in his office, then hears his phone, and respostas the call* Hello?
Orion: *Sings* Praise the lord, and pass the ammunition. Praise the lord, and pass the ammunition.
Pete: Either you sing a good song, or don't sing at all. *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: *Knocks on door*
Pete: Who is it?
Hawkeye: It's me. Let me in.
Pete: No. I have over two hundred papers to sign. *Hears phone ringing, and respostas it* What?
Business: This is the car dealership at Omaha. I need twenty new Foalsmobiles, and Studebakers por Friday.
Pete: I'll get them to you. *Hangs up, but the phone rings again. He picks it up* Yes?
Orion: How about I sing a song por the Andrew Sisters?
Pete: *Getting angry* How about you go bother somepony else?! *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: Now may I come in?
Pete: Yeah, whatever.
Hawkeye: *Enters the office*
Pete: *Hears phone ringing again*
Hawkeye: Out?
Pete: Out.
Hawkeye: *Leaves the office*
Pete: *Answers phone* Orion, you stop cantar those songs of yours, or you'll never get fired!
Mom: Peter! Don't talk like that to your mother!
Pete: Mom? How did you get this number?
Everypony here enjoys working here. Except Gordon, and Orion.
Conductor: All aboard!
Nikki: *Finishes composição literária the letter*
Write back to me as soon as you can.
Your loving sister, Nikki.
The brown earth pónei, pônei stared out of the window, as her train leaves the station.
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
The ano is 1957.
Conductor: *Walking towards Nikki* Excuse me miss, are you one of the passengers for the train heading to Chicagoat?
Nikki: Yes sir.
Conductor: Then you better get back on board. The engines have been repaired, and this train will leave soon.
Nikki: Thank you. *Gets on train. She sits down on a seat, then continues composição literária her letter*
There are two ponies that repair track, and locomotives that I know. Their names are Percy, and Jeff. Percy is nice, but Jeff is always switching up his personality. One dia he's nice, and the seguinte day, he's mean.
Percy: *Sweating as he hammers a spike into a rail*
Jeff: Percy, you seem to be tired.
Percy: I am tired, but I don't have any water.
Jeff: Take some of mine. *Gives water to Percy*
Percy: Oh thanks Jeff. *Drinks water* That's really nice of you.
seguinte day.
Jeff: *Walking towards the yards*
Pete: Jeff, I need you to-
Jeff: Repair engine 4013, I know. You told me yesterday.
Pete: I just wanted to make sure you remembered.
Jeff: What, you think I'm an idiot or something?
Pete: Take it easy.
Jeff: Well you're wrong. *Walks away*
Percy: Good morning Jeffrey.
Jeff: Shut up. *Pushes Percy into garbage can*
Percy: *Finds a one hundred dollar bill* Who would throw money away? Oh well, finders keepers.
Coffee Crème is my best friend. We went to high school together, and seeing her here makes me happy. I met her once when I brought a train into their yards. I met her while turning my engine on the turntable.
Coffee Creme: *Looking at engine, then notices Nikki* Nikki!! *Hugs Nikki*
Nikki: *Hugging back* Good to see you again after all these years.
Coffee Creme: When did you start working for this railway?
Nikki: I don't work here, I work for the Southern Pacific.
Coffee Creme: Oh.
Nikki: But don't worry, I'll be bringing in a lot of trains for y'all. How's Honey Bee? I haven't seen her since she moved out of our neighborhood.
Coffee Creme: She's dead.
Nikki: What?
Coffee Creme: Somepony crashed into her train three years ago.
Nikki: Aw, that's a shame. But, what can you expect from railroading? *Gets back in engine* Make you sure you don't crash now, you hear?
Coffee Creme: Just get your engine off that toca discos, plataforma giratória so I can turn my engines around.
Nikki: I'm on it. *Drives off turntable*
Coffee Creme: *Sighs* Great to see her again. If only she worked on the Union Pacific.
Metal Gloss is another female engineer. She loves steam engines mais than any other pónei, pônei I know.
Percy: *Putting oil on the valve gear of a challenger*
Metal Gloss: *Arrives* You're doing a really nice job.
Percy: Thank you. Pete told me you were going to use this engine to get a freight train up Sherman Hill.
Metal Gloss: That's right. These challengers are nice, but I want to drive a Big boy. Those engines are the largest steam engines in the world.
Percy: Maybe tomorrow.
Metal Gloss: Yeah maybe.
And last, but not least, there's Pete. He's the head honcho for this section of the Union Pacific, and does his job well.
Pete: *Signing papers in his office, then hears his phone, and respostas the call* Hello?
Orion: *Sings* Praise the lord, and pass the ammunition. Praise the lord, and pass the ammunition.
Pete: Either you sing a good song, or don't sing at all. *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: *Knocks on door*
Pete: Who is it?
Hawkeye: It's me. Let me in.
Pete: No. I have over two hundred papers to sign. *Hears phone ringing, and respostas it* What?
Business: This is the car dealership at Omaha. I need twenty new Foalsmobiles, and Studebakers por Friday.
Pete: I'll get them to you. *Hangs up, but the phone rings again. He picks it up* Yes?
Orion: How about I sing a song por the Andrew Sisters?
Pete: *Getting angry* How about you go bother somepony else?! *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: Now may I come in?
Pete: Yeah, whatever.
Hawkeye: *Enters the office*
Pete: *Hears phone ringing again*
Hawkeye: Out?
Pete: Out.
Hawkeye: *Leaves the office*
Pete: *Answers phone* Orion, you stop cantar those songs of yours, or you'll never get fired!
Mom: Peter! Don't talk like that to your mother!
Pete: Mom? How did you get this number?
Everypony here enjoys working here. Except Gordon, and Orion.
Conductor: All aboard!
Nikki: *Finishes composição literária the letter*
Write back to me as soon as you can.
Your loving sister, Nikki.
The brown earth pónei, pônei stared out of the window, as her train leaves the station.
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
The ano is 1957.
Frank Pollanchio
"P Please let me go" Scootaloo bagged.
"Not likely. for unless we were told wrong. Your our key to Ditto" Ganger said evilly.
"No! Please don't hurt Ditto" Scootaloo cried, bagging again.
Ganger just laughed.
"You won't get away with this!" Scootaloo cried, even getting angry.
"Quite!" Ganger ordered, covering his hoof over her mouth.
But Scootaloo responded por biting his hoof.
Ganger got angered por this, but managed to control himself, he just picked her back up, before she could run off from him having dropped her in pain.
"Enough horsing around" Ganger growled.
Scootaloo just chuckled, "Horsing around". Though rather or not she REALLY thought it was funny, or was just trolling them like Sweetie Belle to Rover, is anyone's guess.
"Not likely. for unless we were told wrong. Your our key to Ditto" Ganger said evilly.
"No! Please don't hurt Ditto" Scootaloo cried, bagging again.
Ganger just laughed.
"You won't get away with this!" Scootaloo cried, even getting angry.
"Quite!" Ganger ordered, covering his hoof over her mouth.
But Scootaloo responded por biting his hoof.
Ganger got angered por this, but managed to control himself, he just picked her back up, before she could run off from him having dropped her in pain.
"Enough horsing around" Ganger growled.
Scootaloo just chuckled, "Horsing around". Though rather or not she REALLY thought it was funny, or was just trolling them like Sweetie Belle to Rover, is anyone's guess.
