Hello. I am the narrator. I narrate things just like I am going to do now. There is a small yet friendly village by the name of Ponyville. It was a place inhabited mostly by ponies. There was also a baby dragon, a couple of donkeys, and an occasional mythology creature. They all got along in perfect synergy. Now there was a day, normal like any other day to the rest of the other villagers. Only this time, there was a pony by the name of Thed Rapaer. He was a black stallion(Don't even start) with a gray mane. He was an earth pony with a scythe as his cutie mark, a mark given to a pony who has found their special talent. He wasn't a murderer or anything, but a simple graveyard digger. Ponies have nicknamed him Scythe. Not only for his cutiemark, but for the scythe he carries around from time to time.
HEY GUISE! WAT UP?
Jesus, Ty can you not?
Yasee, I caaan not. But I will not! For the simple reason of fuck you Mr.Narrator.
Ty, I will give you to the count of 1 to leave me alone so I may finish my story.
Is that a test? Is this a threat?
A warning.
Whoho, Mr.Narrator gots some balls. I'll push your buttons alittle more.
One
And with that Ty dispersed from reality, and Mr.Narrator flashed a quick smile. He then cleared his throat and began to speak once more before being interrupted.
Anyway. Before I was rudely int-
SUP GUISE!
God damnit.
