The story starts off at AppleJack's farm, at cider season. AJ not allowing Derpy, Sword and Saten to have any cider.
"No mais cider guys.. It has a risk of having alcohol." The blonde pónei, pônei said.
Saten: So?
"Well 91% of all drunk based chaos are caused por you three." AppleJack replied.
Derpy, Saten and Sword all cheer and high five.
"Not what I meant. We need designated drivers." AppleJack said, and pulls out jar.
"You know the drill.. Whoever gets the black egg."
The three stick their hands in.
Sword: (sees it) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"Hey you got it." Saten said, pointing the already obvious.
During a party later, Sword suffers alcohol withdraw, squeezing his short blonde hair.
Worse yet, the pónei, pônei verison of Duffman awards him a huge duff. For "being a wild party animal.. To the point of murdering 14 people".
Sword screamed "I CAN'T! I'M THE DESIGNATED DRIVER!"
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THAT NIGHT:
"Thanks Sword.. Remember my car tomorrow." Saten said while drunk. It's confusing in that sense. They are still ponies, but they drive cars. Guess it's just easier for me,
Sword: Yes.. Tomorrow.. Mm,mm, mwaha, (drives off) WAHAHAHAHA!
"Thanks for understanding." Saten sad drunkly, and stumbles to his and Trixie's house.
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Two months later...
Saten is putting up Have You Seen Me? signs.
Trixie: Well seguinte time don't leave your car with a man who once jumped out a window to avoid being interviewed.
Saten: I could hardly see straight, Trix.
Dinky: Any luck uncle Saten?
Saten: Sorry, kiddo
Limo parks by, the drver opens tronco, porta-malas to pull out a hungover Sword
Driver: Here we are, Mr. Sword
Sword: Thanks my man..
Saten: Sword, where's my car?!
Master Sword (shaking): All l remember about the last two months is giving a guest lecture at Villanova. Or maybe it was a rua corner.
Saten: So you lost my car eh? I oughta to soco you, but I can't do it in front of Trix-
Trixie: (punches Sword)
Trixie: Take that!
Derpy (flies over, Glaze there with her): Saten, you got a letter.
Glaze: From the city of New York
Saten (reads): My car is illagally parked in New York!? 72 hours to remedy this!?
Glaze: Yay, new york!
Saten: Well... I'll miss that car.
Glaze: Why?
Saten: I don't like New York sis.
Glaze: You can't judge a place you've never been to
Saten: (sighs) I have been there.. lt's time l told you about a chapter of my life l hoped would be closed forever. l was on my way to the Harrisburg casaco Outlet to buy an irregular casaco but it required a stopover in New York City.
(Saten has his bag stolen, so tells a cop who also robs him).
(Eating, Saten sees a sign leitura 'Crime up 8 million percent')
Trixie: Trixie: Well of coarse your have a bad expirence if you focus on all the bad stuff.
Saten: (no reply).
Glaze: Oh I amor New York, I use to do concerts there when I sang
Saten: Really?
Glaze: Yes.
Saten: Fine.
Glaze: We can all go.
Saten: Fine
Saten: ... (throws wallet into the fire).
Trixie: What are you doing!?
Saten: They're not getting my license!
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SEVERAL DAYS LATER
Saten: I hate city buses..
Glaze: I just think we should've paid the extra $1.50 and gotten a bus with restrooms
Derpy: I can't feel my legs. (punches them)
Trixie: Derpy, they belong to the man behind you
(an unusally tall man stands and glares at her).
Derpy: ... (puppy eyes)
Man: ... (sits back down)
The girls are n awe of NY.
Saten: This isn't a vacation girls, just coming for my car.
Trixie: We're gonna enjoy the city
Saten: l don't wanna spend one extra segundo in this urban death maze. I just wanna find it and get the fuck out of here.
Trixie: We'll meet you here at 5
Saten: (sighs, and flies off).
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Glaze goes into record store looking for her own CD's.
Glaze: So basically I quit cause I didn't make money
Cashier (uninterested): Uh huh
Glaze: But the most popular was arco iris, arco-íris Factory.
Cashier: You buying it not?
Glaze: ... Fine, how much?
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Saten is biting at carboot
(Saten: Come on off, you motherfucker!)
Guy 1: Hey, When you're done With that, l got something up here you can bite onl
Guy 2: Hey, why don't you be polite, you stinkin' pus bag! Pal, you gotta call that number on the boot.
Sorry about that guy. They stick all the jerks in Tower One.
Guy 1: That's it! l'm comin' over there!
Guy 2: Why don't you come over here!
Guy 1: l got something for you!
Guy 3: SHUT UP, THE BOTH OF YOUS
Saten: (calls pay phone)
Woman: Thank you for calling the parking violations bureau. To plead not guilty, please press 1.
Saten: (presses it)
Woman: Thank you. Your plea has been- - Rejected.
Saten: Damn it.
Woman: You will be assessed the full fine plus a small- Large lateness penalty.
Please wait por your vehicle between 9:00 pm and 5:00 pm for parking officer Steve- - Grabowski.
Saten (hangs up angrily): They expect me to sit here from 9:00 to 5:00? That's- How many hours? Ten, 1 1, denominator- Oh! Where's Trixie when you need her?!
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Trixie: (on the subway with Glaze and Derpy)
Trixie: Here's a better idea. You give me your address, and l'll write to you.
Bum: Okay, just send it to Jesus... here at the Pentagon!
Trixie: Are we there yet?
Glaze: Not yet.
Derpy (holding empty can): Ladies and gentlemen, l'm sorry to disturb your pleasant ride but unlike yourselves, l was born without taste buds.
Derpy: Allow me to demonstrate. (Licks the railing) (shivers) the shit I do for money.. Thank you for your time, free change?
Trixie (pulls her away): Your really something aren't you?
Derpy: oi I needed cash.
Glaze: Ask them if they heard arco iris, arco-íris Factory.
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They girls are onto of the Statue of Liberty.
Trixie: Look at the barco of immigrents.
Derpy: Yeah.. (voice heard from statue) BEAT IT DOUCHEBAGS! COUNTRY'S FULL!
Sailor: OK people, you heard the lady. Back into the hold. We'll try Canada.
The immigrents groan in disappointment.
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Saten: I'll take a hot dog.
Guy: No hot dog, Khlav Kalash
Saten: Fine.. (has one) (takes bunch of drinks) Have a bathroom?
Guy: Not bathroom. Tower. (points up) Tower!
Saten: Grrr, I can't leave, why did I drink all of it?.. Screw it. (flies up to topo, início tower)
Saten finds the bathroom out of order.
Saten: (flies to seguinte building but window locked) Damn it! (runs down, pushing though crowd to elivator)
WindWaker430: (calmly) How frightfully rude, I hope someone stabs him in the eye.
Saten: OOOOOOOOOOOOO, YEEEES! HEAVENLY! ... (sees the parking officer guy from window) No!
Officer leaves tickey
Saten: NNNOOOOOOOOOO-
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Trixie: (hears it) Guess we're gonna be leaving soon.
Glaze: Yeah.
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Saten: Failure to wait por car!? $250?!
Saten: Fuck you New York! I'm leaving one way or another!
Saten gets in car and drives it the boot still on.
Saten: Hahah- Ow! Hahah- Ow!
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Driver: WATCH THE ROAD!
Biker hit por said driver: YEAH YOU JACKASS!
Saten: Shut up! SHUT UP!
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He finds a jackhammer and uses it to remove the boot por force, causing traffic jam.
Saten: WHOO! Thanks for your patience everyone!
(gunshot)
Saten: (screams and drives off).
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The girls continue to have a far mais pleasent expirence.
Glaze: I amor New York.
Derpy: Yeah.. Free pot. (puts bag in cartoon pocket).
Trixie (sees the car): Uh oh, here he comes.
Saten: Alrght, get in.
The three get in. They drive off in the half destoried car.
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(Frank Sinatra's New York, New York plays).
Glaze: What a magical city. Can we come back seguinte year?
Saten (wild eyed): (garbage hits him in face).
Saten (tranquil fury): We'll see sis. We'll see.
I'll end the season here.. Not sure where else to go from here..
"No mais cider guys.. It has a risk of having alcohol." The blonde pónei, pônei said.
Saten: So?
"Well 91% of all drunk based chaos are caused por you three." AppleJack replied.
Derpy, Saten and Sword all cheer and high five.
"Not what I meant. We need designated drivers." AppleJack said, and pulls out jar.
"You know the drill.. Whoever gets the black egg."
The three stick their hands in.
Sword: (sees it) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"Hey you got it." Saten said, pointing the already obvious.
During a party later, Sword suffers alcohol withdraw, squeezing his short blonde hair.
Worse yet, the pónei, pônei verison of Duffman awards him a huge duff. For "being a wild party animal.. To the point of murdering 14 people".
Sword screamed "I CAN'T! I'M THE DESIGNATED DRIVER!"
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THAT NIGHT:
"Thanks Sword.. Remember my car tomorrow." Saten said while drunk. It's confusing in that sense. They are still ponies, but they drive cars. Guess it's just easier for me,
Sword: Yes.. Tomorrow.. Mm,mm, mwaha, (drives off) WAHAHAHAHA!
"Thanks for understanding." Saten sad drunkly, and stumbles to his and Trixie's house.
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Two months later...
Saten is putting up Have You Seen Me? signs.
Trixie: Well seguinte time don't leave your car with a man who once jumped out a window to avoid being interviewed.
Saten: I could hardly see straight, Trix.
Dinky: Any luck uncle Saten?
Saten: Sorry, kiddo
Limo parks by, the drver opens tronco, porta-malas to pull out a hungover Sword
Driver: Here we are, Mr. Sword
Sword: Thanks my man..
Saten: Sword, where's my car?!
Master Sword (shaking): All l remember about the last two months is giving a guest lecture at Villanova. Or maybe it was a rua corner.
Saten: So you lost my car eh? I oughta to soco you, but I can't do it in front of Trix-
Trixie: (punches Sword)
Trixie: Take that!
Derpy (flies over, Glaze there with her): Saten, you got a letter.
Glaze: From the city of New York
Saten (reads): My car is illagally parked in New York!? 72 hours to remedy this!?
Glaze: Yay, new york!
Saten: Well... I'll miss that car.
Glaze: Why?
Saten: I don't like New York sis.
Glaze: You can't judge a place you've never been to
Saten: (sighs) I have been there.. lt's time l told you about a chapter of my life l hoped would be closed forever. l was on my way to the Harrisburg casaco Outlet to buy an irregular casaco but it required a stopover in New York City.
(Saten has his bag stolen, so tells a cop who also robs him).
(Eating, Saten sees a sign leitura 'Crime up 8 million percent')
Trixie: Trixie: Well of coarse your have a bad expirence if you focus on all the bad stuff.
Saten: (no reply).
Glaze: Oh I amor New York, I use to do concerts there when I sang
Saten: Really?
Glaze: Yes.
Saten: Fine.
Glaze: We can all go.
Saten: Fine
Saten: ... (throws wallet into the fire).
Trixie: What are you doing!?
Saten: They're not getting my license!
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SEVERAL DAYS LATER
Saten: I hate city buses..
Glaze: I just think we should've paid the extra $1.50 and gotten a bus with restrooms
Derpy: I can't feel my legs. (punches them)
Trixie: Derpy, they belong to the man behind you
(an unusally tall man stands and glares at her).
Derpy: ... (puppy eyes)
Man: ... (sits back down)
The girls are n awe of NY.
Saten: This isn't a vacation girls, just coming for my car.
Trixie: We're gonna enjoy the city
Saten: l don't wanna spend one extra segundo in this urban death maze. I just wanna find it and get the fuck out of here.
Trixie: We'll meet you here at 5
Saten: (sighs, and flies off).
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Glaze goes into record store looking for her own CD's.
Glaze: So basically I quit cause I didn't make money
Cashier (uninterested): Uh huh
Glaze: But the most popular was arco iris, arco-íris Factory.
Cashier: You buying it not?
Glaze: ... Fine, how much?
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Saten is biting at carboot
(Saten: Come on off, you motherfucker!)
Guy 1: Hey, When you're done With that, l got something up here you can bite onl
Guy 2: Hey, why don't you be polite, you stinkin' pus bag! Pal, you gotta call that number on the boot.
Sorry about that guy. They stick all the jerks in Tower One.
Guy 1: That's it! l'm comin' over there!
Guy 2: Why don't you come over here!
Guy 1: l got something for you!
Guy 3: SHUT UP, THE BOTH OF YOUS
Saten: (calls pay phone)
Woman: Thank you for calling the parking violations bureau. To plead not guilty, please press 1.
Saten: (presses it)
Woman: Thank you. Your plea has been- - Rejected.
Saten: Damn it.
Woman: You will be assessed the full fine plus a small- Large lateness penalty.
Please wait por your vehicle between 9:00 pm and 5:00 pm for parking officer Steve- - Grabowski.
Saten (hangs up angrily): They expect me to sit here from 9:00 to 5:00? That's- How many hours? Ten, 1 1, denominator- Oh! Where's Trixie when you need her?!
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Trixie: (on the subway with Glaze and Derpy)
Trixie: Here's a better idea. You give me your address, and l'll write to you.
Bum: Okay, just send it to Jesus... here at the Pentagon!
Trixie: Are we there yet?
Glaze: Not yet.
Derpy (holding empty can): Ladies and gentlemen, l'm sorry to disturb your pleasant ride but unlike yourselves, l was born without taste buds.
Derpy: Allow me to demonstrate. (Licks the railing) (shivers) the shit I do for money.. Thank you for your time, free change?
Trixie (pulls her away): Your really something aren't you?
Derpy: oi I needed cash.
Glaze: Ask them if they heard arco iris, arco-íris Factory.
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They girls are onto of the Statue of Liberty.
Trixie: Look at the barco of immigrents.
Derpy: Yeah.. (voice heard from statue) BEAT IT DOUCHEBAGS! COUNTRY'S FULL!
Sailor: OK people, you heard the lady. Back into the hold. We'll try Canada.
The immigrents groan in disappointment.
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Saten: I'll take a hot dog.
Guy: No hot dog, Khlav Kalash
Saten: Fine.. (has one) (takes bunch of drinks) Have a bathroom?
Guy: Not bathroom. Tower. (points up) Tower!
Saten: Grrr, I can't leave, why did I drink all of it?.. Screw it. (flies up to topo, início tower)
Saten finds the bathroom out of order.
Saten: (flies to seguinte building but window locked) Damn it! (runs down, pushing though crowd to elivator)
WindWaker430: (calmly) How frightfully rude, I hope someone stabs him in the eye.
Saten: OOOOOOOOOOOOO, YEEEES! HEAVENLY! ... (sees the parking officer guy from window) No!
Officer leaves tickey
Saten: NNNOOOOOOOOOO-
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Trixie: (hears it) Guess we're gonna be leaving soon.
Glaze: Yeah.
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Saten: Failure to wait por car!? $250?!
Saten: Fuck you New York! I'm leaving one way or another!
Saten gets in car and drives it the boot still on.
Saten: Hahah- Ow! Hahah- Ow!
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Driver: WATCH THE ROAD!
Biker hit por said driver: YEAH YOU JACKASS!
Saten: Shut up! SHUT UP!
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He finds a jackhammer and uses it to remove the boot por force, causing traffic jam.
Saten: WHOO! Thanks for your patience everyone!
(gunshot)
Saten: (screams and drives off).
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The girls continue to have a far mais pleasent expirence.
Glaze: I amor New York.
Derpy: Yeah.. Free pot. (puts bag in cartoon pocket).
Trixie (sees the car): Uh oh, here he comes.
Saten: Alrght, get in.
The three get in. They drive off in the half destoried car.
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(Frank Sinatra's New York, New York plays).
Glaze: What a magical city. Can we come back seguinte year?
Saten (wild eyed): (garbage hits him in face).
Saten (tranquil fury): We'll see sis. We'll see.
I'll end the season here.. Not sure where else to go from here..
