Title:           Normal Norman - Normality is Heretical #2
Author:          Octavianon
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/AqX5FGRR
First Edit:      Tuesday 23rd of July 2013 04:09:58 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 23rd of July 2013 04:09:58 PM CDT

>Day FOOKIN' ORKS in the Canterlot 103rd
>"See this scar?" - Said Norman, pulling back his right sleeve - "Stormboyz jumped the whole squad, and those greenskins nearly took my arm off with an axe."
>"Hey man, no need to bring out the racism!" - answered Scott, leaning against a wall while eating from a can of... something
>"Raci- what?!"
>"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you'd know that SOME OF US don't like the term 'greenskin'. No wonder you're still a private." - added Scott
>"Dude. Hey, dude. YOU'RE. NOT. A. FUCKING. ORK. You're just a guy who's green!" - answered Norman, flailing his arms at the stupidty presented to him
>"Whatever. You know what? Why don't you go patrol the base?" - said Scott, handing Norman his empty can - "Or better yet. Make yourself useful and throw this away, private."
 
 
>"Damn jackass gets promoted to corporal, and suddenly he acts like he's some hot shit." - Norman thinks to himself as he throws the can into a nearby trashcan, returning to his patrol route
>For him, this was quite possibly the most boring job ever
>Sure, there was a high chance of something brutally murdering him out in the front, but atleast SOMETHING happened there
>It was then when he saw it
>A white cat with a fancy collar, walking around the base
>"... well now." - he said while approaching the cat
>For a moment, the two stared at each other
>It had been a while since Norman had seen a pet
>He kneeled down to pet the cat
>Only to be tackled to the floor by three Guardsmen, pointing their lasguns to his face
>"HEY, WHAT THE HELL!" - he yelled as an imposing figure with lavender hair walked around the corner
>"Opal! There you are! What have I told you about running off like that? It's dangerous out here!" - said the most beautiful commissar in the Imperium, picking the cat up and walking away to the command bunker
>Norman quickly got the Guardsmen off him
>"The hell was that about?!" - he asked with a demanding tone
>"YOU DID NOT HAVE AUTHORIZATION TO TOUCH THAT PUSSY!"