Hostage Situation Hostage Situation
Run, run, run. It was all he could think to do. What else could he do? The situation didn't really leave him a lot of avenues to explore. The situation he still wasn't entirely sure he knew how he got into.
There he was, just minding his own business in the fields near Sweet Apple Acres, trying to locate the individual who asked him to give them a hand with something (he wasn't told what), when three cape wearing, war crying, rope twirling baby ponies darted out of bushes and bore down on him. In that moment, Spike's flight reflex overthrew the rest of his instincts and he took off across the green.
Duty callsA new crime boss had set up shop in Ponyville and crime ran rampant in the streets.
Her attempts at peaceful diplomacy had failed miserably and now the town was in ruin. The hope that violence could be avoided were shot to hell.
The Mayor sighed as she stared out her window at the chaos in front of her office.
She didn't want it to come to this, but it seems there was no alternative. This was her town and she was damned she was going to let it fall on her watch.
Donning her green pants and securing the leather strap across her chest, she kicked open her doors and launched herself into the crowd of pony thugs. Overtaken by her fierce whirlwind clothsline, four of the bastards were smashed in the face and thrown hard to the ground. With a running start, she missile drop kicked the next punk and embedded him into the wall. Another thug came at her with a knife; the Mayor sidestepping and grabbing him by the waist. With a blast of her mighty strength, she shot sky ward and annihilated him
Gummy's lunch"GUMMY, TIME FOR LUNCH." Pinkie announced from the kitchen as she was finishing the preparations of her pet's meal Applejack had delivered Pinkie's order earlier and she had spent most of the morning hacking away at the overfed pig carcass. She took loving care to make sure that the bloody chunks were small enough for her special little gator.
Gummy bounded into the room with a big, dumb smile on his bright green face. He stopped in front of his owner and opened his mouth, signaling his anticipation with high pitched squawks.
With a warm smile and armed with the ignorance over the existence of trichinosis, Pinkie popped a chunk into her mouth and forcefully ground it down. After a few seconds, the flesh was pureed and ready. Pinkie bent over and let the gator food slide from her tongue into Gummy's mouth. The happy reptile smacked his lips and swallowed greedily. Contented yet covetous squeaks escaped his maw as he begged for more. Pinkie could do nothing but smile as she st