It was a hard battle to win but i did it. i made the impossable happen by making a hit story, i Trixie will show all my friends how much of a succes writer i am. next to me was Twiight sparkle, the smart pony who always things she knows it all, but in my eyes she’s just a nerd. that smile she gave me, not truely beleaving me and my great story would make it to equestria.
“i always thought making a love stroy was a bit lame.” twlight told me. who does she think she is, a unicorn, HA i laugh at that possablety. “i mean, why did you make me lick your horn in your fanfic, you know i would never do that.” their goes twilight again being a compleate buss kill. i know she wouldn’t do that but it was my fanfic and i can do what ever i wanted in it.
“shut up! i know you wouldn’t do that. i just wanted the readers to enjoy the fanfic.”
“who are you writing for anyways?”
“my fan of course.”
i showed Twilight my fanfic, and suprily enough she didn’t like it, like whats up with that. she told me how my stroy wasn’t ‘orenagle’ or ‘intertaning’ well what does she know she’s just... the love of my life. luckly for me she told me we can work on a fanfic together, i sure do hope this will be a good idea.
Okay so hear me out, our first idea is about this pony who loves to live in the pond licking frogs. great idea, no? yeah i thought so, it wasnt that good of in idea to begin with. well oboma pony did agree with the fanfic.
the second idea however was about rainbow dash and pinkie pie, making out on the moon. i thought this fanfic would be a great one but twilight didn’t really agree. this was really starting to anoying me now, she never stays with a idea. well i guess it’s not to bad once we can think of the fancic we want to use, the rest of it will be downhill from there. so a while past and i think we finally came up with in idea that we both like. two ponies who lived in the same house not really knowing eachother one a fan of wub music, and the other is a fan of clasic music. yes i know this is going to be
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