Game Grumps in Equestria

>Day Grump in Equestria.

>He is grump. You're not so grump.

>And today you both scored a gig commentating on the running of the leaves.

>You are fairly excited. Your partner, not so much.

"Come on dude, just, just go along with it. Roll with it. Roll."

>You lean closer to him, imitating holding a microphone.

"Be one, with the inner grump."

>"I know man. I just..." He inhales sharply through his nose, pinching its bridge.

"Dude? You uh, you ok there?"

>"It's just the strain. The strain, of being here. With all this."

>He waves his hands at the sky and at the balloon you are both in.

>"All this fucking stupidness. How does one, even begin to cope with all of it?"

"Oh you preaching to the choir now. You be preachin, and I be here. But you know, we lasted a year. Now we gotta be strong!"

>You clap a hand on his shoulder as he starts chuckling. You knew going off on a tangent would make him laugh.

"'Cause with the power of the faith inside of you~! You too, can be like me-ee~!"

>He quietens enough to respond. "But I don't wanna be like you."

"Oh. Oh that cuts. That cuts like ice."

>"No, I mean. I just wanna be me, and you wanna be you, get what I mean?"

>Before either of you can launch into a debate on who is who, you both hear the marks called out below.

>As the ponies charge from the starting line, you scoot closer to the microphone.

"Welcome to Game Grumps! Now hosted in...whatever crazy ass dimension we're in right now."

>You wheeze out a laugh.

"Anyway, today is the running of the leaves, hosted right here in Ponyville for generation-"

>"What's the microphone plugged into?" Your friend comments, examining the back of the device.

"What? Don't play with that man, that's...that's not ours."

>"I know, but what the fuck is it plugged into!?" He starts shaking it. "What powers this fucking thing? Why does nothing in this world follow the laws of anything!?"

"Dude, dude, dude dude dude just chill. We gotta commentate dis game."

>You wait for him to collect himself.

"Sorry about that folks, just some minor, heh, human inconviniences. So uh, the race, has just started and from up here I can safely say that them leaves, they are being run off the branches."

>"They should really fall off." Your co-host mutters. You ignore him.

"And would you look at that!" Wheeze. "That fucking pony just tripped up that other pony! That's some serious underhand tactic there."

>"Dude, she didn't trip her. She fell over that dangly-ass rock back there." He points as you burst into giggles.

"Dangly ass? Really?"

>"Yeah look at it, sitting there all on its own. I bet, that it put itself there to ruin the race for that girl pony."

"Hahaha-hold on hold on. You know that that one's a girl?"

>"What, can't you tell?"

>All you can do is try and stop yourself from laughing. Even your partner joins in slightly.

>"You-You've been here for a fucking year and, you can't tell the difference?"

"Dude, she's like miles away. How am I fucking supposed to tell? She's just a blur. Just a blur!"

>"Well maybe you need your eyes tested man!"

>The laughing carries on for a while.

"Heh...oh it's true, I do need them tested."