Prologue: War
*Riding in a Alliance LAAT gunship*
Pilot: Fifty minuets till touch down.
Captian: All right ladies listen up, they trusted A company with this mission, we're not about to let Celestia or Luna down. We need to secure this landing pad the 75th Avenger's are coming and we need to clear a path for them to land. I'm I understood?
All soldiers: Sir, Yes Sir!!!
Pilot: Thirty minuets, hang on to your teeth people.
Sonic Dash: *Looks at fotografia of arco iris, arco-íris Dash*
Richard: Who's that?
Sonic Dash: My girlfriend.
Richard: She's cute.
Pilot: Hold on I'm getting something.... Oh shit Imperial rocket launcher!!!...

(using the beat to Green Day's Holiday)
*I tune my guitar*
Good evening America, hope you enjoy!
*Adam's violão, guitarra solo*
*Alec's drumms cadastrar-se in*
Say hey
Cheea
I don't want this place to go to he**
Don't want to live right over there
But oi we might as well learn to deal with it
Can you here the Roman Calvary coir
He** ya
Those guys just leave them alone and be
And them rot in he**
Why must you take shite from that other guy
Well oi don't listion to all those other guys
I amor this pppppllllllaaaacccccccceeeeee
Hear the armas running out of lead
And the guys fall right back in the line
Devine the money is on the...