Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Pipsqueak groaned in rage.

"Silver Spoon, do you think I'm completely retarded or something?" He said, slapping Silver Spoon's hand away. "If my face goes all over the Net I'm screwed, but if you show my slipsavers to your user base, what do they know about my real identity? And, I can alway train back home!"

Silver Spoon massaged her hit hand, smirking evilly.

"I've recorded you while you were in the nursery. They already know you quite thoroughly, so..." Silver Spoon winked, walking away a little bit to get out of the range of Pipsqueak's fists. "Besides, if you were able to train, why didn't you do it already?"

Pipsqueak glared at Silver Spoon, a vein getting bigger and bigger in his neck, as he pented up rage.

"Y-you... recorded me, and uploaded all of.... that, on Youtube, like it was no big deal?" Pipsqueak said, walking up to Silver Spoon, who slowly back away. "You didn't ask nor tell me anything! You..."

Silver Spoon jumped into the room with the red training potty and,with the pression of a nearby button, rapidly shut the door close. Not discouraged, Pipsqueak charged at the door shoulder-first, bouncing against it and creating a giant dent in the metal.

"I'm sorry, oh my dearest watchers, but my... 'baby' isn't being very cooperative right now," Pipsqueak could hear coming from behind the door. "I hope you'll be understanding and give me some additional minutes to deal with this."

Pipsqueak, after massaging his shoulder a bit, threw a punch on the door.

"No! I won't ever cooperate!" He shouted, as he threw another punch, bending the metal door some more, before throwing yet another one with his other hand. "Shut that transmission down immediately!"

Pipsqueak kept punching and punching, his knuckles bleeding, until the door gave in with a loud clang. Licking the blood off his damaged hands, he rushed inside, only to see that Silver Spoon was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are you? Where are you, dammit?!" Pipsqueak shouted, as he looked around him, noticing a couple of cameras attached to the ceiling and pointing right at him. He pointed his finger at them.

"You peepers on YouTube better not enjoy my anger!" He shouted, before starting to touch around the room for an exit. "And get those other videos taken down!"

"My escape is near, I just gotta find the door inside the walls," he muttered.

Silver Spoon sighed of relief, as she laid on her bed, closing down down her laptop from whence she declared her stream cancelled for "technical difficulties" and other matters.

"I managed to escape unscathed, and to leave an exit on the garden for Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle to use as exit," she said to herself "Now let's hope they'll go home, instead of pursuing me like a unit of cavalry pursuing a broken infantry formation."

Then somebody knocked on Silver Spoon's door.