Pony Adventures Script

Chapter 2

Written by Princess Candy

Edited by Batran (Blue Iron)

(Uncle Germ silently walked down a dimly-lit tunnel, he had wondered why his king was so mad at a newborn foal that clearly holds two (and possibly three) of the most known pony races. Looking down to the baby in hoof, he pondered how this child had come to be so extraordinary. Finally, he had reached a door and slowly opened it. It made a slightly loud creek as he pulled the handle back with effort. With food and a little bed provided to the foal, Uncle Germ, had read her a small story about a Changeling and a Pony somehow had formed a bond. Their friends and family had shunned them, yet they still hanged on to their friendship. As they trusted in one another to the point where they have to put their lives on the line. For the sake of Friendship. After Germ had finished reading and closed the book, the foal yawned loudly and begin to fall asleep, feeling the coziness and warmth of her carefully wrapped fur blankets. Uncle Germ weakly chuckled and kissed her on the forehead.)

Uncle Germ: I am so sorry. *he quietly said and moves a tiny strand of hair off her eyes, revealing two large green orbs adorably and curiously staring up at him.* You could probably do great things someday, but for now, your just a small foal. *tears starting to form around his eyes* You... deserved so much better. I know I said this before but.... I'm sorry, I really am...

(The foal yawned and closed her eyes. Letting the warmth of the blankets take her to her dream world, not knowing that she never will see Uncle Germ again.)

-Q THEME SONG-

(MEANWHILE NEAR A MINE IN APPLOOSA, The father had just finished working with a saw. His son, a familiar fellow named Jerry, was lazily sitting on a crate of explosives while he watched his father slave away.)

Jeramaia: Jeramaia Pie Jr., get lazy ass over here now and help me get this giant saw inside the house!

Y.Jerry: *Groans* Do it yerself, old man!

Jeramia: *Serious face* WHAT THE BUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME!?

Y.Jerry: ... do it ur self....?

Jeramia: DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!?

Y.Jerry: Eyup, yer mah father.

(Jeramaia let go of the saw to talk to his son, unfortunately the saw cut his hoof. Before Jeramaia yelped in pain, the hoof landed on the mud in the ground. Jeramaia looked to his hoof and shrugs it off in hoping that it won't cause any harm. He then went to chase after his son. Later that night, the cut, by an unfortunate chance, got infected. Jeramaia had to go to the hospital. No matter how he struggled, coughed, or sneezed he can't seem to feel that he is going to get any better. He knew that he was not going to get out of the room alive. So he called a discussion with his son about a few last things.)

Jeramia: Son I-if I don't make It, you know that room I had all them dynamites in it. I need you to continue my work and live life with a bang okay?

(Jerry had considered his fathers words for a long time. He wanted to be a Apple farmer, not a rock farmer as his dad was probably implying. He should've thought longer as he took his word literally. Jerry used the dynamite in their shed to go around and blow up places that he finds distasteful. Jerry eventually set out to terrorize the countryside with his almighty bombs made of clay and gunpowder. He was eventually caught by a search party while he was sleeping. Luckily, Jerry didn't seriously injure anyone. Eventually, they decided to lock him away in the, oh-so-familiar, pit.)

y.Jerry: Dang it! *bangs on the door but it won't budge* hey let me out!

???(Candy): *Sniffles*

y.Jerry: huh? *he turns around and saw a crying filly*

???(Candy): *Squeaks and shuffles back*

Y.Jerry: hey *Takes off hat and slowly walks toward her* I am not going to hurt you.. *Hugs*

(The little filly, felt the warmth of Jerry's hug and smiled. She had a good memory too, she remembered her warm soft fur blankets, she also had taught herself to speak and read a little as a familiar face had read to her before she had her first dream.)

???(Candy): Alone...

(Jerry had managed to better observe the filly up-close. She had beautiful red and black hair, with a elegant horn and large wings that shouted, "Freedom!")

Y.Jerry: *Looks closer before correcting himself* Sooo... *looks around* whats your name?

???(Candy): *perks up* Name?

Y.Jerry: Yeah a name, do you have one?

???(Candy): *pauses and looks down for a minute*....no...?

Y.Jerry: You don't have a name ...wait what's that?

(He looks closer saw a small heart shaped necklace around her neck, it look like it was made of gold and had the name 'Candy' carved into it.)

y.Jerry: Candy... yeah I'll call you that

y.Candy: *Cheerful* yay!

y.Jerry: *Chuckles* heh... Hey do you want me to teach you about them dynamites?

y.Candy: okay?

y.Jerry: *gestures* Alright, let me teach you what I know

(Candy stared curiously at Jerry while slightly listening to what he is saying.  For some pony without extra appendages, she thinks he is kind of adorable and fun to look at. Suddenly, Jerry looks up, Candy was curious so she looked up as well.)

y.Jerry: *after a few seconds* See that those are stars? *he pointed* Every place I go to has them I am not sure why they do but there reminded me of home.

y.Candy: Pretty.

y.Jerry: Yeah...

y.Candy: Is it magic?

(Jerry turned to her. She turned back to him. Both of them locked eyes to what seemed like hours. Before Jerry broke the silence with a cheeky grin.)

y.Jerry: Yeah.

Several years later...

(A young mare was singing happily along a garden of flowers carrying a small water can. )

Young Mare: *Sings then stops to look at a flower* oh how wonderful, your growing so big and strong!

(As the mare sings to her flower, a familiar fellow named Bengey was watching from his favorite hiding spot.)

Bengey: Why do I have weired feeling for this filly? She is a pony... maybe im just hungry?

Sandy: It is probably just hunger... *looks at the filly*

Bengey: *gushing* I dunno, she looks really beautiful. Her mane sparkles in the sunlight, and her mane that covers a portion of her eyes is kinda cute! And her wings, flows elegantly in the wind, she's perfect!

Sandy: *mischievous*  Oh you like her, eh? *elbows Bengey* how do you like it when I suck the love out of her first?

Bengey: Wait what? No don't!

Their Dad: *walks in the room* What seems to be the problem here!?

(Before Blue Iron had a chance to answer, Sandy had beat him to it)

Sandy: He is in love with one of our hostages!

Bengey: DON'T EAT HER!

Their Dad: Son, what did I tell you about falling in love with your hostages?

Bengey: Not a whole lot...

Their Dad: Well, I don't have to. You better learn how to be a changeling or else don't come home at all! First, the refusal to be the heir to the throne and now this!?

(This wasn't the last time Bengey and his family got into an argument. After almost a dozen incidents, his family finally had enough. They kicked him out of the house and said to never come back until he learns to be a proper changeling. Unfortunately, he may never will. )

(SEVERAL MORE YEARS IN THE FUTURE)

Chances: Oh come on man you can never met me *gestures to himself*.

Steven: I can throw you in a trash can like when we were younger.

Chances: *Sarcastic* Sure. Sure.

Steven:*jokingly teasing* Ohohoho! Do you want me to do right now?

Chances: *nudging* Haha, don't even think about it

Steven: okay-okay whatevs, I see you later!

Chances: kthxbye

(Several hours after Steven had left there was a knock on the door, Chances slightly peak window but not that much to avoid being able to be seen. He then closed the curtains just ask the policemen (cop 1 and 2) was about to look around.)

Cop 1: Candy Protective Services here, let us in!

Cop 2: Yeah and give us waffles!

Cop 1: *Groans* don't mine this guy he's my son, he's new to the job. SIR LET US IN!

Chances: I can't because the 4th Amendment tells me that I don't have to! So if you excuse me, I have to go pee! *Grabs the necklace and puts it in his pocket on his hoodie.

Cop 2 *Nah-mate, I *hafto go pee too! Sir let me in I *hafto go!!

Cop 1: *sigh*

(Chances let them in and Cop 2 runs to the bathroom.)

Cop 1: I have been hearing reports that you got something from that old store, may I see it?

Chances: 4th Amendment says *nah-mate!

Cop 1: Dude, we don't even have protection of search and seizure in this section in the Candy Quadrant. So if you don't show it to us, I think we *hafto arrest you.

Chances: But sir there hasn't been a jail in years other than that dumb hole they made 90 years ago.

Cop 1: what ever you're coming with me quickly, my marefriend needs me.

Chances: Aw *Shiker!

(Before the cop could get him, Chances jumps out of the window. Ignoring the yelling cries of Cop 1 behind him.)

Cop 2: *Comes out of the bathroom* Hey what I miss?

(Chances ran to the store to secretly return the necklace. Before he can place it back on the right spot he saw that the shelf was gone and replaced by a, what appears to be, a recently opened hole. He panicked and look around, trying to find the missing shelf until he heard a voice behind him.)

??? (Jerry): Sorry, mate.

(Before Chances can react he was suddenly propelled down into the darkness of the hole.)