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“Lemme just get my things!” I said

“What could you’ve possibly have forgotten?” asked Harry

“Well, my stuff, things, and other such essentials” I responded sarcastically

“Just go get your shit!” shouted Simon

“Yeesh! I’ll hurry!” I backed away up the stairs. I grabbed my Rainbow Dash toy and her brush and put them in a li’l Ziploc baggie, my two duffel bags of clothes, a few tapes (Red Dwarf, Final Destination, and a tape that had an episode of Loony Tunes on it), my phone, wallet, library card (not that I would ever use it0, a few dozen books, and my Mp3 Player. On the rare occasion I had to, or wanted to, I called her Joshiana. Yes, my Mp3 Player is named Joshiana. Got a problem with that?

“Yo! We’re gonna leave ya if ya don’t just fucking come on!” shouted Simon from downstairs

“Uno momento, por pavor!” I called back down. Lastly I packed The Sims Carnival SnapCity. It was a fun game, and I knew Other Me wouldn’t miss it, so I took it, and also stuck Spider-Man 3 in the case. “Hey! Other Me! You wouldn’t mind if I took The Happy Tree Friends Overkill Box Set DVD, would you?” I called down

“Nope.avi!” Other Me called back. He didn’t say it like Engineer from nope.avi, but he actually said out nope dot A V I. () It didn’t sound like something I would say, but whatevs. I also packed one of the CD Tubes. CD Tubes are these devices, they held CD’s in a vertical stack, and they had a little protective case you always had to work wa-a-a-a-y too hard to get off.

“Finally” groaned Scootaloo as we walked out the door.

All 19 of us had to fit in this 6 seat dodge. Spike, Rainbow, Pinkie, and Price crammed into the back seat, Twilight, both of me, Scootaloo (poor girl, she was stuck between both of me), Price, and the Equestria Harry had to sit in the back floorboards, Applejack, Other Harry, Fluttershy, Sweetie Belle, and my grandparents sat in front, and everyone else just found ways to fit in around the truck; Simon was being crushed into the middle of the truck cockpit by all of us, Applebloom was half sitting on Other Harry, half sitting on the passenger side seat, and Rarity was in Fluttershy’s lap, sorta.

Now check these beats of the past, not tickin’ an’ TOLLIN’! We wait thru now is future MOLDIN’. Columbine BOWLIN’, childhood STOLEN. We need a bit more GUN CON-TROLLIN’

Right, RIGHT, now, NOW, what is goin’ on? We, WE, gotta, GOTTA, get it goin on. Be, BE, fore, FORE, it’s too far gone We gotta work togetha, it’s been too long blasted the Beastie Boys song from Joshiana. () (Random Authors Note: I realize I may have gotten some of the lyrics wrong, but I’m typing this from memory, kays?)

“Do you have to blast that in my ear?” asked Scootaloo, but I pretended not to hear her.

“HEY!” she shouted

“Try ‘Yo!’” suggested Harry

“What’s ‘yo’ mean?” asked Scootaloo

“It means ‘hey’. It can be used as a greeting, attention grabber, or angry exclamation towards someone else”

“Just to check, someone means somepony, right?” she assured herself

“Yes, get used to using it” responded Harry

“Okay here goes” she said. “YO!!”

I took off my headphones “Are you putting ideas into Scoots head, Harry?”

“No”

“But ‘Yo’ is my thing”

“Actually, it’s mine” grunted Simon

“Well now let’s leave it to Scootaloo. And Rainbow, too, if she’d like” decided Harry

“But--” I started

“Eep! No words” silenced Harry

“On the subject, or at all?” I asked

“On the subject, now shu-shoosh!”

“Okay, shu-shoosh is my thing and I plan to keep it like that”

“But you get Over 9,000 and Bow-Nuhs, too!” complained Price. Bow-Nuhs was just a thing I had, and I guess still did, even though I hadn’t used it in forever. Maybe Other Me.

(Authors Fun Fact: Not counting this fun fact and all symbols that go along with it, there is as of now 666 words in this chapter. As my dad would say: Hell raising!)

“Well! See if I care! I’m allowed to have multiple ‘things’, as are you!” I argued

“Fine” sighed Harry

“Shut up, dude!” hissed Other Harry

“Shut up, shut up dude. Shut up, shut up dude. Shut up! Already! Damn!” I sang

“Really, though!” he shouted

“Fine, fine”

We rode the next hour in silence until Smile came on Joshiana. Why was Smile on my Mp3 Player?! I didn’t put it on there! I mean, of course I love the song, but I still didn’t want it on my mix with Skrillex, Steve Aoki, deadmau5, Beastie Boys, Kid606, Dresden Dolls, KoRn, and MC Lars!

“Hey! I sang that!” realized Pinkie

“Well, um, you did!” I said nervously. I reached my head around Scootaloo and whispered in Other Me’s ear. “Why is there Smile on Joshiana?”

“Well, she wasn’t very brony-like… So I just put some pony songs on it…” he responded

“Which ones?” I hissed

“Smile, I put some TuXe on there, some Alex S, Living Tombstone, I think there’s something Mic the Microphone, and Wooden Toaster. Can’t forget This Day Aria!” he explained

“Okay… Okay… It’s fine…” I calmed down

“Phew, you were scaring us all!” stated Pinkie plainly

“Not me” screeched Simon

“’F course y’all wouldn’ be scared. I bet ya think ya’s ain’t scared ‘a nothin’!” challenged Applejack

“Actually, that’s a double negative. If you use ‘ain’t’ in place of ‘not’, which is what it would mean metaphorically, and nothing together, you’re saying you’re not scared of nothing. And if you’re not scared of nothing, you would be scared of something. The correct term would be ‘I bet you think you are not scared of anything’”

“Twilight, turn off your Grammar Nazi-ness for a second and let the lady finish!” I shouted, frustrated

“Explain what a ‘Nazi’ is, again?”

“Leave it be. I’ll tell ya later” I turned to AJ. “Go on”

“If ya don’t get scared in th’ next week, y’alls ‘ll be-a doin’ what Ah say for a day!”

“Reasonable bet. I’m willing to go on that. But, if I don’t, indeed, get scared, you will do what I say for a day!” bargained Simon

“Then it’s a bet” decided AJ. She spit on her palm and stuck it out. Simon spit on his and shook her hand.

“Do dee da then!” I sang as we pulled on the dirt road which lead to the farm

“Ooh! We’re almost there!” Other Me squealed.

15 minutes later, we were there and unpacking.

“Now, we’re gonna need rooms. This’ll get packed! But I’m sure we can do something about that later” I announced “First there’s this room!” I lead them to the room I usually sleep in, but I’d rather sleep on a rock than on that bed. That’s about what it felt like. “We got a bed, can hold 2 people, and room for 2 more people on the floor in sleeping bags”

“I’ll take that bed!” shouted Scootaloo

“Ooh! I like it too…” cracked Sweetie Belle

“You two will share that bed” I decided

“I’ll take the floor” said Spike

“So’ll I!” said Applebloom

“Moving on…” I said. I lead them to my grandparents room. “Now, if Twilight’s spell worked out as I hoped, they will not be using this, so this bed will hold three! There is floor space for at least another 4, and there’s cable up here! I call bed!”

“Me too!” jumped Price

“As I” said Harry

“Ah’ll take the floor in here” said Applejack

“I mean, if it’s okay with everypony, I’ll take the floor, too…” said Fluttershy

“It’s ‘everybody’ here” corrected Other Me

“I’ll take up on this floor opportunity!” decided Twilight

“I’ll stay here, I guess” said Simon rudely

“That leaves the couch downstairs, it kicks out so can hold two, and I can set up the air bed in Mama’s office”

“I’ll take that couch!” said Rainbow enthusiastically.

“I’ll take that air bed. It’s better than some couch, I’ll tell you that!” decided Rarity

“No, it’s not!” I warned. “The couch is comfortable and nicely decorated, so I recommend it!”

“Fine, whatever you say. You’re the human, you know what you’re doing!” decided Rarity

“Technically you’re human now too, ya know!” I corrected

“Yes, but I’m still not used to it”

“Doesn’t make you any less of a human”

“He’s finally right on something, folks!” shouted Harry sarcastically

“Hmpf” I grunted. “Imma go get on the computer!”

“I call it after you!” said Harry

“Can I use it?” asked Scootaloo

“After us” I decided.

Authors note: Da-yum! 1,461 words! Don’t worry, I didn’t go thru and count that, Microsoft Word told me! Well, sorry for the wait on this chapter, writers block hit me like a punch to the balls. That hurts bad by the by. These chapters get longer and longer. Oh god, that didn’t come out right. Well, between being sick, writers block, and my mom using the computer a lot for Baby Names and Baby Clothes. Strangely, she doesn’t want anything she looks at. Women, psh

By the by: everything's turning up as italics. If anypony has an idea how to fix it please oh please tell me.