War

So now I just sit here and wait for Spike to get off my Xbox, he's really starting to aggrevate me.

"Goddamnit Spike! It's X not, fucking Y!" I yell at him. He is like the little brother you want, but don't. Know what I mean?

"No, the blue X not the center X!" I tell him. He just continues to annoy me, so I head into the kitchen, which apparently was worse because Twilight dragged me into a conversation with Fluttershy about bunnies. I shit you not, Bunnies was the topic at hand. And how I survived is a mystery to me to this day.

I just go for a walk around town before remembering: Big Mac has an Xbox, Why don't I just go hang with him?

Well, when I get there, it turns out Big Mac went to Appleoosa for the week. Damn it! Why can't a Stallion play some Mass Effect?

When I get home, Spike had fallen asleep, and Twilight was upstairs. Finally! I get some time alone with my Xbox, and along comes another fucking Changeling! And there it is, Stealing MY Xbox. When I attack, it flies off. Now, these bastards have taken all that matters to me. (Don't tell Twilight I said that.) To quote a friend: Oh, It...Is...On!

Long story short, I'm now walking into the EverFree with a platoon of other guards. And Guess what I have to wear! The fucking suit, the itchy, scratchy, tight, piece of crap. At least there aren't any horn restraints. I'm going to make them pay for what they took from me. And they aren't going to give me the 3,500 bits it took to buy that thing.

Derpy somehow is in my platoon. I have no idea why, but on the suit she's wearing there is a muffin. I just have my cutie mark. Wait how the hell did Derpy, of all ponies, get in? There's also a stallion wearing the iron helmet from Skyrim and is whispering some things to himself. This is a fucked up platoon. I give us five minutes tops before we die.

The guy with the Skyrim helmet opens the gate by: You guessed it! Fus Ro Dah! Like I said, fucked up platoon.

I see my Xbox,  I teleport it back to the library, and fight.

I was wrong, we won, (even though it was only two minutes)

After celebrations, I trot home and plop down on the couch, I have my controller under my ass, so there isn't any need for Spike to play.