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# Pen Pal -Chapter 3-

By: PaleNarrator on Jul 6th, 2012 | syntax: None | size: 4.19 KB | hits: 460 | expires: Never
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1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfAAmmiVWEQ
3. >Letters.
4. >So many letters, so little time.
5. >Whassat? A Knock on the door?
6. >Maybe it was Rainbow Dash, here to see if you were ready to go kite flying?
7. >NO.
8. >IT'S A TRICK.
9. >You'd just answer the door, and BOOM. LETTERS.
10. >Well you won't fall for it.
11. >No sir, not you.
12. >You were smarter than that.
13. >...
14. >The knocking on the door continues.
15. >...
16. >Darn it all...
17. >Opening the door, you see the smiling face of Rainbow Dash.
18. >"Morning Anon! I'm just here to see if... you... Anonymous, are you okay?"
19. "What? Why? Do I look like I'm not okay? Why are you so curious? What?"
20. >"Dude, calm down. You don't seem like yourself."
21. >One of your eyes twitches.
22. "The letters, Dash. The letters. They just. Keep. HAPPENING."
23. >"Letters? What are you talking abou-"
24. >Suddenly you shove a handful of envelopes at Dash.
25. "THESE letters. I get them everysingle day, each day increasing in number and volume. I tell you Dash, it is NOT swell. Not swell in the slightest."
26. >She opens one up and gasps.
27. >"Anon! These letters... they... they!..."
28. "What? What in the hay is it?!"
29. >"They're filled with pictures of mare plot!"
30. "I FUCKING KNOW THAT."
31. >You snatch the letter out of her hoof, much to her dismay.
32. >Ew.
33. >You figured Rainbow to be one of the gays.
34. >Oh well, you accepted her for who she was.
35. >A filthy lesbian.
36. >And you would have it no other way.
37. >"Still want to go kite flying? It'll be good for your head."
38. >You sigh.
39. "Sure thing, kiddo."
41. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQLmRdzC5kM
43. >Now THIS was swell.
44. >Fine and DANDY even.
45. >You ran through the field with Dash in tow, her bright red kite flying high through the air.
46. >Her sunny smile fills you with happiness, and you feel like a new man as you breathe in the warm air around you.
47. "Well gee wilickers, Dash, you were right! Getting away from my cottage was just a cracker jack idea!"
48. >"See? I told you that you'd like it. No come on, show me some of those tricks you told me you could make it do!"
49. "Gosh sport, you wanna see?"
50. >"Do I!"
51. >You smile a bright beam at Rainbow Dash as you pull and twist on the kit's string, sending it in a loopty-loop and a fancy little twirl.
52. >Another tug of the string and the kite dive bombs, pulling up at the last second and soaring through the air triumphantly.
53. >"Wow! That's so cool, Anon!"
54. "Haha, glad you think so champ!"
55. >"Uhm... Anon?"
56. "Yes Dash?"
57. >"Wasn't our kite supposed to be... you know... red?"
58. "Well ain't that the bees knees? Dash, of course our kite is red! Just look at-"
59. >...
60. >The red kite in the sky was no longer red.
61. >It was white.
62. >Also, it wasn't a kite anymore.
63. >It was a great big envelope.
64. "Well fuck me sideways and call me "Toot."
65. >"What?"
66. "Lingo."
67. >You begin maddeningly reeling in the big letter, sweat forming on your forehead in foreboding worry.
68. >This...
69. >This was NOT the bees knees, nor was it cracker jack.
71. >"Anon, that letter is HUGE."
72. >Your hands are shaky as they grip the behemoth envelope, slowly tearing it open.
73. >Dear sweet aunt Jemima what could be inside?
74. >Albums and albums of mare vagina snap shots?
75. >More vials of mare juice?
76. >Something ELSE that made your stomach twist into uncomfortable knots?
77. >You'd find out soon enough.
78. >You tear it open further.
79. >And then suddenly...
80. >Without warning...
82. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHyc9B1aj1I
84. >FUCKING LETTERS HOGOD
85. >Letters start flying out of the bigger letter.
86. >It was a trap.
87. >A trick!
88. >A CLEVER RUSE.
89. "Dash, run! Fly! Anything to save you form this vile filth!"
90. >You turn to Dash, and your heart drops.
91. >She's tearing into the letters, her wings at full mast while gazing at the pictures of mare plot.
92. "DAMMIT DASH STOP BEING A FILTHY COMMUNIST AND RUN FOR THE HILLS."
93. >She doesn't hear you.
94. >You've lost her.
95. >So you run.
96. >You run as fast as your spindly human legs can carry you.
97. >But the letters.
98. >They just FOLLOW you.
99. >Dear god it was like a Stanley Kubrick film on ass loads of acid and maybe a hit or two of ecstasy.
100. >Magical Smut Filled letters that were being sent to you mysteriously.
101. >You needed to put a stop to this, and you needed to do it now!
102. >So you decided to visit the one pony you knew could get things done around here.
103. >Princess Celestia.
105. ~END~

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfAAmmiVWEQ >Letters. >So many letters, so little time. >Whassat? A Knock on the door? >Maybe it was Rainbow Dash, here to see if you were ready to go kite flying? >NO. >IT'S A TRICK. >You'd just answer the door, and BOOM. LETTERS. >Well you won't fall for it. >No sir, not you. >You were smarter than that. >... >The knocking on the door continues. >... >Darn it all... >Opening the door, you see the smiling face of Rainbow Dash. >"Morning Anon! I'm just here to see if... you... Anonymous, are you okay?" "What? Why? Do I look like I'm not okay? Why are you so curious? What?" >"Dude, calm down. You don't seem like yourself." >One of your eyes twitches. "The letters, Dash. The letters. They just. Keep. HAPPENING." >"Letters? What are you talking abou-" >Suddenly you shove a handful of envelopes at Dash. "THESE letters. I get them everysingle day, each day increasing in number and volume. I tell you Dash, it is NOT swell. Not swell in the slightest." >She opens one up and gasps. >"Anon! These letters... they... they!..." "What? What in the hay is it?!" >"They're filled with pictures of mare plot!" "I FUCKING KNOW THAT." >You snatch the letter out of her hoof, much to her dismay. >Ew. >You figured Rainbow to be one of the gays. >Oh well, you accepted her for who she was. >A filthy lesbian. >And you would have it no other way. >"Still want to go kite flying? It'll be good for your head." >You sigh. "Sure thing, kiddo." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQLmRdzC5kM >Now THIS was swell. >Fine and DANDY even. >You ran through the field with Dash in tow, her bright red kite flying high through the air. >Her sunny smile fills you with happiness, and you feel like a new man as you breathe in the warm air around you. "Well gee wilickers, Dash, you were right! Getting away from my cottage was just a cracker jack idea!" >"See? I told you that you'd like it. No come on, show me some of those tricks you told me you could make it do!" "Gosh sport, you wanna see?" >"Do I!" >You smile a bright beam at Rainbow Dash as you pull and twist on the kit's string, sending it in a loopty-loop and a fancy little twirl. >Another tug of the string and the kite dive bombs, pulling up at the last second and soaring through the air triumphantly. >"Wow! That's so cool, Anon!" "Haha, glad you think so champ!" >"Uhm... Anon?" "Yes Dash?" >"Wasn't our kite supposed to be... you know... red?" "Well ain't that the bees knees? Dash, of course our kite is red! Just look at-" >... >The red kite in the sky was no longer red. >It was white. >Also, it wasn't a kite anymore. >It was a great big envelope. "Well fuck me sideways and call me "Toot." >"What?" "Lingo." >You begin maddeningly reeling in the big letter, sweat forming on your forehead in foreboding worry. >This... >This was NOT the bees knees, nor was it cracker jack. >"Anon, that letter is HUGE." >Your hands are shaky as they grip the behemoth envelope, slowly tearing it open. >Dear sweet aunt Jemima what could be inside? >Albums and albums of mare vagina snap shots? >More vials of mare juice? >Something ELSE that made your stomach twist into uncomfortable knots? >You'd find out soon enough. >You tear it open further. >And then suddenly... >Without warning... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHyc9B1aj1I >FUCKING LETTERS HOGOD >Letters start flying out of the bigger letter. >It was a trap. >A trick! >A CLEVER RUSE. "Dash, run! Fly! Anything to save you form this vile filth!" >You turn to Dash, and your heart drops. >She's tearing into the letters, her wings at full mast while gazing at the pictures of mare plot. "DAMMIT DASH STOP BEING A FILTHY COMMUNIST AND RUN FOR THE HILLS." >She doesn't hear you. >You've lost her. >So you run. >You run as fast as your spindly human legs can carry you. >But the letters. >They just FOLLOW you. >Dear god it was like a Stanley Kubrick film on ass loads of acid and maybe a hit or two of ecstasy. >Magical Smut Filled letters that were being sent to you mysteriously. >You needed to put a stop to this, and you needed to do it now! >So you decided to visit the one pony you knew could get things done around here. >Princess Celestia. ~END~