Don't Drop The Soap
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"There's only one possible conclusion...
Booty"
~Dustchu
11/9/2015
"Alright you disgusting mares!" A pony guard yelled as she rapped her baton on the walkway rail beside her, waking most of the occupants of the cell block she was in. "Up and at em! Time to hit the fucking showers! Smells like somepony shit down here!"
The prisoners all groaned and moaned as the got up, waking up their cellmates with either a kick, shoving them out of bed, or in some cases, planting their plots next to or on top of their cellmates' heads before ripping one loose. That got them awake, and also started a few fights and roughhousing.
In one cell, specifically cell 101 of Block D, sat two mares. They sat on opposite sides of each other, one reading a book and the other filing her hoof. Both were Earth Ponies, however one was a bit bigger than the other, and she was a well built and tough looking mare. The other was a bit on the small side, being just smaller than your average pony and wearing glasses.
The bigger mare looked over at her cell mate, raising an eyebrow at the book she was reading. "What are you reading?" She questioned,
