Date: August 20, 1959
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming - Sherman Hill
Time: 10:34 AM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
Roger, and Donut were close to the yards in Cheyenne. They were still angry at each other for nearly crashing into another train.
Roger: If we crashed into that train, we would've gotten time off for our job.
Donut: Without getting paid! I don't care if I get to work or not, but all I care about is getting paid hundreds of dollars for driving a train from one place to another, without crashing!
Roger: seguinte time we get the opportunity to crash, don't screw it up. You'll be thanking me for letting our train crash.
Donut: *Slows the train down as it goes into the yards*
Roger: You don't listen.
Donut: *Stops the train seguinte to the yard tower* And now we get out. *Gets out of the train*
Roger: No thank you.
Donut: Roger, we have to get out of the train, mover it!
Roger: *Draws the middle finger, and shows it to Donut* I don't want to.
Gordon: *Arrives* Donut, long time no see. What's going on?
Donut: *Points at Roger* He is being an asshole, and will not come out of the train, and says that I get angrier then him.
Roger: But it's true. You're the most pissed off pónei, pônei I've ever seen.
Donut: No, you are!
Gordon: You wanna see pissed off? I'll show it to you if you don't stop arguing. Roger, get out of the train!
Roger: You'll never get me out.
Gordon: *Throws a wrench at Roger*
Roger: What the fuck was that for?
Gordon: GET OUT OF THE TRAIN RIGHT NOW!!!!
Roger: *Gets out* What's your problem?
Gordon: *Gets into the engine's cab*
Jeff: *Goes to the coupling, and uncouples the engines from the freight train*
Gordon: *Drives the engines to the servicing facility*
Roger: *Looks at Donut* Alright, I owe you an apology. After what that laranja dick just did, I realize now that you're not the angriest pónei, pônei ever.
Donut: Neither are you.
On their way back to Ogden, Roger, and Donut were quiet. They didn't say a single word to each other. The train they drove had twenty five empty stock cars.
Roger: *Stops the train in the trainyard*
Donut: *Gets out of the train*
Nikki: Howdy.
Donut: Hey.
Nikki: Duke told me you two were arguing earlier, but it seems like you two are okay now.
Donut: Let's just say, somepony encouraged us to not be angry.
Roger: Yeah, we were being idiots.
Nikki: Well, it's nice to see you two are atuação normal, and not angry. *Checks her watch* I have to go to the station, I'll see you later. *Walks to the station*
Donut: So, what's next?
Roger: Well, I don't know about you, but I have to drive another freight train.
Donut: Where to?
Roger: Las Pegasus.
Donut: That's where I am heading as well. What is your train's ID number?
Roger: 58970.
Donut: So is mine. That means we're working together again.
And so, Roger, and Donut smiled, and walked to their train together.
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
The Union Pacific runs low on fuel for their locomotives.
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming - Sherman Hill
Time: 10:34 AM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
Roger, and Donut were close to the yards in Cheyenne. They were still angry at each other for nearly crashing into another train.
Roger: If we crashed into that train, we would've gotten time off for our job.
Donut: Without getting paid! I don't care if I get to work or not, but all I care about is getting paid hundreds of dollars for driving a train from one place to another, without crashing!
Roger: seguinte time we get the opportunity to crash, don't screw it up. You'll be thanking me for letting our train crash.
Donut: *Slows the train down as it goes into the yards*
Roger: You don't listen.
Donut: *Stops the train seguinte to the yard tower* And now we get out. *Gets out of the train*
Roger: No thank you.
Donut: Roger, we have to get out of the train, mover it!
Roger: *Draws the middle finger, and shows it to Donut* I don't want to.
Gordon: *Arrives* Donut, long time no see. What's going on?
Donut: *Points at Roger* He is being an asshole, and will not come out of the train, and says that I get angrier then him.
Roger: But it's true. You're the most pissed off pónei, pônei I've ever seen.
Donut: No, you are!
Gordon: You wanna see pissed off? I'll show it to you if you don't stop arguing. Roger, get out of the train!
Roger: You'll never get me out.
Gordon: *Throws a wrench at Roger*
Roger: What the fuck was that for?
Gordon: GET OUT OF THE TRAIN RIGHT NOW!!!!
Roger: *Gets out* What's your problem?
Gordon: *Gets into the engine's cab*
Jeff: *Goes to the coupling, and uncouples the engines from the freight train*
Gordon: *Drives the engines to the servicing facility*
Roger: *Looks at Donut* Alright, I owe you an apology. After what that laranja dick just did, I realize now that you're not the angriest pónei, pônei ever.
Donut: Neither are you.
On their way back to Ogden, Roger, and Donut were quiet. They didn't say a single word to each other. The train they drove had twenty five empty stock cars.
Roger: *Stops the train in the trainyard*
Donut: *Gets out of the train*
Nikki: Howdy.
Donut: Hey.
Nikki: Duke told me you two were arguing earlier, but it seems like you two are okay now.
Donut: Let's just say, somepony encouraged us to not be angry.
Roger: Yeah, we were being idiots.
Nikki: Well, it's nice to see you two are atuação normal, and not angry. *Checks her watch* I have to go to the station, I'll see you later. *Walks to the station*
Donut: So, what's next?
Roger: Well, I don't know about you, but I have to drive another freight train.
Donut: Where to?
Roger: Las Pegasus.
Donut: That's where I am heading as well. What is your train's ID number?
Roger: 58970.
Donut: So is mine. That means we're working together again.
And so, Roger, and Donut smiled, and walked to their train together.
The End
On the seguinte episode of Ponies On The Rails
The Union Pacific runs low on fuel for their locomotives.
Stock cars.
Sitting por the door waiting for you to come back, I`ve hated so much my red hair has turned black.
For countless weeks, I have trapped myself in fear and priceless bread. Just waiting for the chance to rest my little head.
Chorus: If their is any anjos left, I got a harsh request. Don`t stop to hesitate!!! Theirs little fillies who have to pray and wait.(x3)
My green foal`s breath has cut through my flawless mane. I have no mais urges to play our silly game.
I wish i could pay your debt, when you ask to forget.
Chorus: If their is any anjos left, I got a harsh request. Don`t stop to hesitate!!! Theirs little fillies who have to pray and wait. (x3)
