Date: March 4, 1960
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 10:45 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Inside the station, Hawkeye, Percy, Stylo, and Dan were outside of Pete's office. They were planning how to save him.
Stylo: Well we haven't come up with anything good.
Percy: What about my plan to call the cops?
Hawkeye: We gotta do something besides just call the cops. Pete needs our help.
Dan: Percy, what did you hear in the office when you tried to get in?
Percy: I heard some voices, and someone shouted at me to fuck off. It definitely didn't sound like Pete.
Hawkeye: Yeah he would never say anything like that to any of us.
Stylo: Unless it was Gordon.
Hawkeye: But he's dead now.
Dan: The others with Pete might have guns. If so, what do we do?
Hawkeye: *Looking at Stylo's wings* I think I already figured it out.
Back inside the office
Putnam: *Still pointing a gun at Pete* This is not your best day. Is it?
Pete: *Reading the confession Amanda wrote* Even if I do sign this, would it be legal? You just wrote it out.
Amanda: Of course it would be legal.
Pete: Somehow I don't buy it.
Putnam: Well we do. Sign the paper, or Mr. 45 gets to put you to sleep. *Pulls back the topo, início of his gun, putting the first bullet into the chamber*
Pete: If that's what you want, but-
Stylo: *Kicks the door down, then quickly flies up*
Putnam: *Looks out the door. He doesn't see anyone* Where did he go?
Amanda: *Grabs a magnum* You look. I'll keep an eye on him until he signs the confession.
Putnam: *Slowly walks out of the office, looking around the station. He doesn't see anyone*
Police Ponies: *Run into the station* Freeze! Drop your weapon, and put your hooves behind your head!!
Putnam: *Drops his weapon, and lays down on the ground. He attempts to get all four of his hooves behind his head*
Police Pony: Just your front hooves mister.
Police pónei, pônei 2: *Walks into the station, pointing his gun at Amanda* Ma'am, drop your weapon, and come out with your hooves up.
Amanda: *Drops her weapon, and walks towards the police*
Pete: *Looks at the confession, and takes it with him to the police*
Putnam, and Amanda were being taken outside.
Pete: Excuse me officers. These two wrote a confession on paper, and they're saying it's legal.
Police Pony: It's not.
Putnam & Amanda: *Get placed in a police car*
Police Pony: You two are going to be in the slammer for a long time.
Amanda: You can't do this to us!
Putnam: We work for a legitimate company called S.L.U.T!
Police Pony: Tell it to the judge. *Drives away*
Back inside the station
Hawkeye: *Sees Pete walking back* Pete, everything okay?
Pete: Yes. *Rips up the confession* The police say this isn't legal, so we're good to stay in business.
Ponies: *Cheering*
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
It's the Season 11 premiere
This has been a SeanTheHedgehog production
The leader in fã fictions.
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 10:45 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific
Inside the station, Hawkeye, Percy, Stylo, and Dan were outside of Pete's office. They were planning how to save him.
Stylo: Well we haven't come up with anything good.
Percy: What about my plan to call the cops?
Hawkeye: We gotta do something besides just call the cops. Pete needs our help.
Dan: Percy, what did you hear in the office when you tried to get in?
Percy: I heard some voices, and someone shouted at me to fuck off. It definitely didn't sound like Pete.
Hawkeye: Yeah he would never say anything like that to any of us.
Stylo: Unless it was Gordon.
Hawkeye: But he's dead now.
Dan: The others with Pete might have guns. If so, what do we do?
Hawkeye: *Looking at Stylo's wings* I think I already figured it out.
Back inside the office
Putnam: *Still pointing a gun at Pete* This is not your best day. Is it?
Pete: *Reading the confession Amanda wrote* Even if I do sign this, would it be legal? You just wrote it out.
Amanda: Of course it would be legal.
Pete: Somehow I don't buy it.
Putnam: Well we do. Sign the paper, or Mr. 45 gets to put you to sleep. *Pulls back the topo, início of his gun, putting the first bullet into the chamber*
Pete: If that's what you want, but-
Stylo: *Kicks the door down, then quickly flies up*
Putnam: *Looks out the door. He doesn't see anyone* Where did he go?
Amanda: *Grabs a magnum* You look. I'll keep an eye on him until he signs the confession.
Putnam: *Slowly walks out of the office, looking around the station. He doesn't see anyone*
Police Ponies: *Run into the station* Freeze! Drop your weapon, and put your hooves behind your head!!
Putnam: *Drops his weapon, and lays down on the ground. He attempts to get all four of his hooves behind his head*
Police Pony: Just your front hooves mister.
Police pónei, pônei 2: *Walks into the station, pointing his gun at Amanda* Ma'am, drop your weapon, and come out with your hooves up.
Amanda: *Drops her weapon, and walks towards the police*
Pete: *Looks at the confession, and takes it with him to the police*
Putnam, and Amanda were being taken outside.
Pete: Excuse me officers. These two wrote a confession on paper, and they're saying it's legal.
Police Pony: It's not.
Putnam & Amanda: *Get placed in a police car*
Police Pony: You two are going to be in the slammer for a long time.
Amanda: You can't do this to us!
Putnam: We work for a legitimate company called S.L.U.T!
Police Pony: Tell it to the judge. *Drives away*
Back inside the station
Hawkeye: *Sees Pete walking back* Pete, everything okay?
Pete: Yes. *Rips up the confession* The police say this isn't legal, so we're good to stay in business.
Ponies: *Cheering*
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
It's the Season 11 premiere
This has been a SeanTheHedgehog production
The leader in fã fictions.
Pinkamena: (winds up in a dark cave, gloating to herself about never having been caught).
Unfortunately for her, Shining Armor, wanting revenge for poor Twilight, and all the other victims (but mostly Twilight), followed her.
Without warning, Shining Armor began beating the living crap out of her.
Shining Armor: (suddenly stops after punching her face for a full 20 minutes) Wait! Wait! One mais soco will kill you!.. And I won't kill you.
Pinkamena: (nearly dead but somehow still smiling) That somehow means I win!.. I kill.. Go to jail.. Break out.. Kill again!.. Instand revers-
Shining Armor: (annoyed) yes, yes. It's an endless cycle.. But I sore to let the court do their work.. What to do.. (thinking) Hmmmmmm.
To be containued