Title:           AiE: 3310
Author:          smegma
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/Lrjir5jk
First Edit:      Thursday 12th of September 2013 02:35:45 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 12th of September 2013 02:35:45 AM CDT

>Day finally cleaning out the garage in Equestria.
>It's been years since you even attempted to clean your garage, considering it has no actual use besides storage.
>And you haven't had much to store there so you haven't felt the need until now.
>Picking a box off one of the top stacks in the corner of your tiny ass garage, you realize just how much shit you have in this garage.
>Waves of nostalgia flood in as you remember the times you've had in this house.
>As you unpack the box in a spur of the moment decision dust fills the air.
>A knock on your door knocks you out of the reverie.
>Luckily the front door isn't far from your garage, and you answer the door pretty quickly.
>When you open it you're greeted by a certain cyan pony.
>"Sup?"
Cleaning out the garage, you wanna help me out?
>"Yeah I do!"
>Dash immediately pushes past you and into your house.
>Before you know it she's already in the garage, investigating the pile of boxes and random shit.
>"Hey, I didn't know you had this much stuff in here!"
Yeah it's mostly old stuff that I don't really give a shit about, I was just starting on unpacking some of the stuff because there might be some cool things.
>"I haven't been in this room before anyways, what's with the big metal door?"
It's for a car, I told you about those didn't I?
>"What again?"
They're like carriages that drive themselves.
>"Nope doesn't ring a bell, let's just crack these babies open!"
I was planning on it.
 
>You pull open the old dusty cardboard box, inside it is a bunch of shoes, ties, and old jeans with more holes in them than Omaha Beach.
>As you pull out the jeans your old Nokia 3310 drops out of the pocket.
No fucking way.
>Dash comes over to investigate, wondering what the fuss is about.
"I thought I lost this thing years ago, there is no way this thing is still charged!"
>You pick it up and turn it on, greeted by the plain screen.
MY GOD IT'S ALIVE!
>She jumps back but eventually looks at you with a curious expression.
>"What is that!"
>As it turns on a loud beep confuses her even more.
The nigh indestructible 3310, it does everything an old ass phone should do."
>"That thing is a PHONE?!"
>She looks shocked, maybe because ponies don't have mobile phones, the poor bastards.
Yeah, it also plays games.
>"No way."
>You press the button until you reach the game option.
>Immediately going towards Snake II out of long lost instinct, you show her the start up screen of the game with an animated snake.
Here, give it a try.
>She almost instantly drops it after trying to fiddle with it, hooves can't hold it very well.
>It hits the ground with a thud and she looks like she just murdered your grandma or something.
>Relief washes over her as you pick it up.
>You give it to her and she holds it on one hoof while she pokes at it with the other hoof.
Control the snake with the buttons and move it into the circles and stuff that appear on the screen, don't run into yourself.
 
>She looks at you and then at the phone hesitantly.
>"I dunno Anon, it doesn't seem all that fun."
You serious? I was the fucking best at that game in school, nobody beat my high score!
>It looks like she's changed her mind, looking at you with a shit-eating grin.
>"Nobody, huh? Is that a challenge?"
Damn right it is, I really doubt you'll be able to beat my high score.
>You start unpacking the rest of the boxes, rummaging through the boxes and sorting them into different corners for what you want to keep and what to trash.
>After about an hour of unpacking and repacking she returns to you with a
>She manages to get a decent score of 452.
Nice try for a beginner, scrub.
>You grab the phone and show her your high score.
>Her expression is almost worth unpacking most of the garage by yourself.
Get good.
>Shifting from shocked expression to a scrunched up face of frustration, she swipes the phone out of your hand.
>"I'm going to beat your score, and then who'll be laughing?!"
Fine, but when you give up you have to pay off my tab at the bar.
>"You're on!"
>She flies away with the phone, leaving you to finish cleaning out your garage by yourself.
I really should have asked her to help me with this.