Ponie Advenchers (Chapters 1-3)

It was a good beattiful day in equestrian ponyville. The sky was blue and grasss was green, and ponies were having a goodtime, and everypony was happy. Derypy Hooves was deivling mail, as its her job. Derpy was a special pony with boss-eyedness, and wings. She was mail deliver pony, and she was devilbing the mail. She was flying over the garden place from the episode, and then she was deliving mial, and ash she deliverded, a letter fell out of her mail bag and started to drift on the wind. It was flying and looping, and fell, and it then It hit the discord statue. The statue of Discord, imbued with the spirit and life essence of Discord, fell over from the letter that hit it. It fell into a convientinetly placed muffin factory. The statue falled into a vat of muffin batter. It absorbed the muffin batter, melting as it fills. The batter shifted consciousness, melding with the statue. Eventually, through morphology not of this land, a single, threatening muffin came out of the machine. The muffin just exuded essense of Discord. All of the muffin factory workers died of cosmological brain interference patterns.

Princess Celestia called together all the ponies who knew, and decided what to do with the muffin. It was decided, Derpy would help to fix this damage she had done. Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, and Twilight Sparkle were Derpys friends, and they wanted to help too. They went on this quest with Derpy and protect her. Princess celestia, told them what needed to be done. The muffin was emitting chaos, and it needed to be destroyed, but that could only be done in the original oven. Buried deep in the earth, in the first kitchen ever built in olden times. Derpy was to escort the muffin to this kitchen, where she was to burn the muffin in the original oven. They gathered at Ponyville, and prepared for their Journey. On their way out of town, they pass a dashing green pony, with a pineapple emblazned upon its flank for a cutie mark. The suave, debonair, green pony flashed them the peace sign as they passed.

They travelled, night and day and night and day, and then they came upon tha first thing. As they set out to begin the journey in earnest, they knew it would be a heartwarming event of bitterness and traversal. Their first days path of walking done for good, they set up their camp just outside the Everfree forrest. They all fealt emotionally drained and vulnerable after an eshausting day or plane traversal and soulsearching. They all looked at each other, a knowledgable look of cosmic understanding reflected in the tiny mirrors inside of their skulls awakened. They all moved together in a circle, that magic shape, and they all began to lay with each other in the most intimate of ways. As this was happening, that green pony showed up agrain. She brought with her, fine herb and a bong. She packed a bowl, and lit up. The tool was passed amoung them countless times. They each smoked like five bowls, and got to like, [9]s and [10s]. They began to meld into the collective. They started to notice the particles in the sounds. Brought about identically, with respect to noticing, they agreed. They got closer, souls melding with transendance, and began the act. They proceeded to bump uglies. They bumped uglies like no one has ever bumped uglies. They bumped uglies so hard that the bumping was heard for miles around, reverberating with sound, that third dimension of time and space. So many uglies were bumped that day, that a cosmic bookmark was placed upon the event. They all fell back in exhaustion, content with a day of travelling and sex.