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Ponies On The Rails
Peirce Hawkins "Hawkeye" From Seanthehedgehog
Red Rose From Chibiemmy
Coffee Creme From KarinaBrony
Snowflake & Orion From Alinah09
Metal Gloss From DragonAura15
Stylo From Jimmythedragon
Gordon, Percy, Jeff, Bartholomew, and Pete from Seanthehedgehog
May 17, 1953
Ah. Good old Cheyenne Wyoming. The town that always starts an episode of Ponies On The Rails, but not for this one. No, this episode starts off in San Diego.
Orion: *Stops freight train at docks*
Dock Worker: Thanks a lot Orion.
Orion: No problem. Now, to head over to that train station, and get a passenger train back to Cheyenne.
Dock Worker: Uh, actually, your boss just called. He said you have to stay here for the night.
Orion: What? B-b-but, I always drive the passenger train from here to Cheyenne. Why doesn't he want me to do that?
Dock Worker: I don't know, call him.
Orion: No, I have a better idea. I am going to do something terrible, and my boss will have to fogo me!
Dock Worker: If you don't want to work for him, why don't you just quit?
Orion: I can't do that. It would make things obvious, and Pete would try to kill me. However, if I get fired, he won't kill me.
Dock Worker: Jeez. You railroad workers *Walks away*
Pete: Gordon, I have to go deal with something down in Silver City.
Gordon: Whoa. They have an entire city made of silver?
Pete: No, that's just the name of the city. It's in New Mexico.
Gordon: Oh. So, why are you telling me this?
Pete: You're in charge.
Gordon: Me? This is awesome! I'm going to do the greatest things this railroad ever witnessed.
Pete: Yep. Just do what it says on this paper *Gives Gordon paper*
Gordon: *Reading paper* You got it.
Pete: Don't fuck anything up, or you'll get suspended from work for three months.
Gordon: Okay, I get it. You want me to be responsible for once.
Pete: Okay. I just want to make sure *Leaves office* God, why does Gordon have to be the secondary in command?
After Pete left, Gordon decided to make a phone call.
Gordon: *Waiting for operator to pick up*
Gordon: This is the Cheyenne train station, for the Union Pacific. We'd like a escrivaninha, mesa for one of our offices.
Operator: Who would you like to speak to?
Gordon: jesus christ, get me the fucking mesa, tabela company, or whatever the fuck that place is where they sell desks.
Operator: One moment sir. *Connecting call to escrivaninha, mesa servicing*
escrivaninha, mesa seller: Hello, this is escrivaninha, mesa servicing. How may I help you?
Gordon: Get me a escrivaninha, mesa made out of oak wood to the Cheyenne train station immediately.
escrivaninha, mesa seller: How would you like the escrivaninha, mesa delivered?
Gordon: por train.
escrivaninha, mesa seller: You got it. We'll have the escrivaninha, mesa loaded onto one of your trains.
Gordon: Thank you. *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: *Arrives* How are things going?
Gordon: None of your business, go away.
Hawkeye: You haven't done one thing that Pete told you to do yet. Haven't you?
Gordon: Nope. Get out.
Hawkeye: Alright, but Pete isn't going to be happy to hear about this. *Leaves office*
Ten minutos later
Orion: *Lands at trainyard*
Percy: Whoa! Orion, where did you come from?
Orion: San Diego.
Percy: How did you get here so fast?
Orion: I flew at high altitudes. Where's Pete?
Percy: He went down to Silver City.
Orion: There's a city made entirely out of silver? Where?
Percy: *Facehoof* Silver City New Mexico.
Orion: Oh. If Pete's not here, who's in charge?
Percy: If I tell you, will you promise not to freak out?
Orion: I bet you it's Hawkeye.
Percy: No, it's Gordon.
Orion: Now I really want to get fired. *Going to office*
Metal Gloss: *Blowing horn on train*
Orion: *Runs onto platform at station*
Metal Gloss: *Stops train*
Orion: Why is there a freight car on your passenger train?
Metal Gloss: Why don't you open the door, and find out?
Orion: *Opens door to freight car* It's a desk. What's this doing here?
Metal Gloss: According to the ponies carregando it into the car, they said it was for Gordon.
Orion: Oh no. *Runs to office*
Metal Gloss: Hey! Who's going to help me get this thing out of here?
Orion: *Arrives at office*
Gordon: *On phone* Okay president Eisenhower, anything you say.
Gordon: Yeah, yeah. I'll call you back in forty minutes, and you can send someponies down here, and take them all.
Eisenhower: Good. We could use some mais of those.
Gordon: Alrighty then Mr. President. Goodbye *Hangs up* What is it?
Orion: A escrivaninha, mesa for you has arrived.
Gordon: Ah, good *runs to platform*
Metal Gloss: *Gets escrivaninha, mesa out of freight car*
Gordon: Get away from that, you don't know what you're doing!
Metal Gloss: *Gets away from table*
Gordon: *Examining table* You're lucky this didn't get damaged!
Metal Gloss: *Runs away*
Gordon: Now Orion, help me get this escrivaninha, mesa into my office, or you're fired.
Orion: You want to fogo me if I don't help with the desk?
Gordon: Yeah, you got a problem with that?
Orion: No, no, I want to be fired.
Gordon: Well tough shit. I won't give you the satisfaction.
After three minutos of arguing, and moving a mesa, tabela
Gordon & Orion: *Gently place escrivaninha, mesa in office*
Gordon: Thank you for your assistance.
Orion: Yeah, sure *Walks away*
Percy: *Arrives* So this is the escrivaninha, mesa you ordered.
Gordon: That's right. I bet you don't know what kind of wood this is.
Percy: It's oak.
Gordon: Nope. It's oak.
Percy: *shrugs* Whatever *Leaves office*
Stylo was seguinte to arrive in Cheyenne. He just finished bringing a freight from Chicagoat.
Stylo: *Going towards coupling*
Metal Gloss: Stylo.
Stylo: What is it?
Metal Gloss: It's Gordon. Pete left him in charge, and now he's bossing us around.
Stylo: Alright. Where's Pierce?
Hawkeye: *arrives* Say my name, and I'll appear.
Stylo: Okay. What are we going to do about Gordon?
Hawkeye: Leave it to me. We'll go into his office, and sell the desk. Then, he'll have nothing.
Stylo: If you say so. Let's do it. *Goes to station*
Hawkeye: *Following Stylo*
Inside the office
Gordon: *on phone* So, what do you think of St. Foalis so far?
Coffee Creme: It's good, but I've been here before.
Gordon: You have? When?
Coffee Creme: Remember when me, and Hawkeye had to go pick up a few engines from the Baltimare & Ohio?
Gordon: Oh yeah. Then he tricked me, and got me suspended from work!
Hawkeye: *Arrives with Stylo* Hello hello hello.
Gordon: What do you want?
Hawkeye: We just wanted to take a look around.
Coffee Creme: Who's there?
Gordon: *Checks clock* Uh, Coff, I'll be right back *Hangs up* Listen you two, I have to wait for a very important call from President Eisenhower.
Hawkeye: *Laughing* You're pulling our leg.
Gordon: No I'm not! I'm making a deal with him to get rid of every steam locomotive we have here. You gotta take the call, while I use the bathroom. *Walks to bathroom*
Stylo: Alright. Now what do we do?
Hawkeye: Well, *Takes phone, and sits on desk* Let's get that call for him. Shall we?
Hawkeye: *Calling the president*
Hawkeye: What are you waiting for? Get me the President of the United States!
Operator: One moment sir.
Hawkeye: Gordon is going to go apeshit when he hears his deal goes off.
Stylo: If he made one of course.
Hawkeye: Oh yeah.
Hawkeye: Hello, is this President Dwight D. Eisenhower?
President: Yeah. Who is this?
Hawkeye: Wha- Well don't you recognize my voice you numnut? This is Gordon Suite!
President: Oh yeah.
Hawkeye: Listen, the deal for those steam engines are off, you can find another railroad willing to give them to you-
Gordon: *Arrives* You got him, good! Now get off the desk, and give me my phone *Takes phone* Hello?
President: Yeah? I'm still here.
Gordon: Good. I'm so glad you took the time to call me back.
President: I called you?
Gordon: Yes, you said you would when you made up your mind about the deal.
President: Earlier you said you wouldn't give those steam locomotives to me.
Gordon: I did not.
Stylo: *Leaning on desk*
Gordon: Off the desk!
Stylo: *Gets off desk*
President: Look, Mr. Suite, whatever you're trying to do, it's not working. Goodbye *Hangs up*
Gordon: I can't believe that happened.
Hawkeye: Well it could've gone worse.
Stylo: Like this *Smashes desk*
Gordon: MY DESK!!
Hawkeye: Oh, that was your's? I'm sorry.
Gordon: Pierce! How could you?!
Stylo: What are you blaming him for? I'm the one that broke the desk.
Gordon: Get out, both of you!!
seguinte day, Pete returned
Percy: Sir, you're back.
Pete: Yep, and I'm proud to be back.
Gordon: Sir, I need your help!
Pete: Oh boy. What is it now?
Gordon: I bought a desk, and Stylo smashed it!
Gordon: So?! It was my desk, and they destroyed it!
Pete: I don't care, as long as they didn't break anything that belongs to me.
Gordon: Like this? *Breaks window*
Pete: Suspension, three months, leave!
Gordon: Aw! *Leaves*
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
Orion continues to try, and get fired.
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