Mary
Rarity: What are you going to shoot?
Clint: Only a bird, then we'll head back.
Rarity: Be careful, you're aiming it at a window.
Clint: It's too far away to be shot, watch *shoots gun*
The little potro, colt soon realized his mistake. As soon as he pulled the trigger, a bullet hit the window, and made it shatter into a million peices.
Clint: Oops!
Rarity: Look what you've done! I swear if you hit anypony, you'll be grounded.
Clint: Let's go check! *runs to castle*
Rarity: No!! *chases Clint* They'll kill you if you go there!
Clint: Hey, lookie there. Two beautiful mares playing tennis.
The two mares lived at the castle, owned por King John. Their names were Mary, and Georgia.
Mary: *hits tênis ball*
Georgia: *hits it towards Mary*
Mary: Nice shot *misses*
Clint: *catches ball*
Mary: Oh hello there. Thank you for getting our ball.
Clint: You're welcome maddam. My name is Clint, what's yours?
Mary: I'm Mary, and this is my friend Georgia.
Georgia: Pleasure to meet you.
Rarity: Clint, we should go now.
Mary: Nonsense, he isn't bothering us. But, I am curious to know where you got that gun.
Clint: Oh, Robin capuz, capa gave it to me.
Mary: Did he really?
Rarity: Hard to believe isn't it?
Mary: I haven't seen Robin capuz, capa in so long. Nearly a decade I reckon.
Speaking of Robin Hood, he was with Little John at the church of Trottingham, owned por Friar Tuck. The three ponies were having lunch.
LJ: Is everything alright Robin?
Robin: Huh? Oh yes, just thinking about something.
LJ: mais like somepony.
Robin: What?
LJ: You're thinking about Mary again, aren't you?
Robin: Come again?
LJ: You know, Mary. That pónei, pônei you like.
Friar Tuck: I heard that there's going to be a contest for the best sharpshooter. The winner gets a kiss from Mary.
Robin: Perfect. *thinks about winning* I'm gonna need a disguise.
2 B continued
Georgia
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