I told you to go right

Literally, I had to spend about 3 hours explaining what happened to the wall to a load of maintenance workers, and they weren't buying my story about me launching myself into a wall with highly-explosive but lessened damage, if any at all. Seriously, one of the guys was getting REALLY pissed at me. "It' just a fuckin' window, dude," I said, exasperated. "Why'd you really even care? Just get a new one, jackass." Then he took that opportunity to hit me in the fucking jaw with an entrenching tool, so I was kind of pissed. A large number of mares were spamming my mind with messages containing threats about what they'd if I didn't find and rut them, and I was pretty much thinking, 'Dude, fuck that, it sounds like work,' for a few straight hours or some shit. I think Violin Grey Horse or Brush Tooth Horse told them about it in revenge for the fact that I ignored their messages. But going back I suppose I should have given Octavia a birthday present. I gave her something later though. I gave her a hat, and it was all OK after.

Anyway, so later that day I went to go get breakfast, and I met Cadence. I was pretty surprised to see Candyass again. "Hi, Cadence." I greeted calmly.

"Oh, hey Thunder." she replied. "I'm here for two reasons. One, to slap you for being an idiot and wrecking the Estrus Laws."

I was then slapped. She has one hell of a mean swing.

"And two?" I asked, snapping my head back in place.

"Two, I'm here for a meeting. It's about this new guy on the block; Führer, they call him. Head of the NSEAP. New party, new guy, new plans for Equestria. And apparently he's from where you're from!"

"Yeah, he is, and he killed millions of fucking people. Well, not as many as Stalin, but you get me. He's a fucking dictator!" I cried angrily.

"Oh, you don't know that. Come on, it could be fun! Well, not as much fun as the full body cavity search at the city train station." I facehoofed, and sighed.

"Lead the way." I muttered, following Cadence down the hall towards the Parliamentary Chambers.

We entered the Parliamentary hall to find a stallion with awful hair and a moustache trotting up to the stand. As he went up, I couldn't help but notice that his Cutie Mark was the dreaded...

...angry face emoticon? "Huh." I mused as I sat down. "Ain't that a surprise."

"What is?" Cadence asked. I pointed to Führer.

"His cutie mark." I replied. "Back on Earth, this guy would always be famous for turning a religious symbol of peace into the symbol that marked who you were meant to shoot at. The Swastika. And yet, his Cutie Mark is an angry face. I mean, I know why, but I just don't get why it isn't an Iron Cross or Swastika." Cadence simply shrugged as 'Dolfy began speaking.

"Meine brüders, meine Schwestern. Wir sind ein Land von einem, aber wir werden von zwei führen. Wir sind von der Monarchie, die über unser Leben und Jalousien Millionen Regeln unterdrückt! Ich fühle das Leid von unzähligen Unschuldigen, der Armen und der unerwünscht. Die Nazi-Partei unter der Leitung von Ihrem glorreichen Führer wird den Schmerz zu stoppen und bewirken eine vierte Ära der Hoffnung! Machen Sie mit!" he yelled, flailing his forehooves around as though he was one of those wavy arm things at second hand car shops. I understood one word he said, though, and that was 'Hoffnung', which meant David Hasselhoff, and he wasn't cool, so I did the most politically correct thing I could.

"Shut up, you Nazi...person!" I yelled, standing up. "You are not a real German! You are a colourful cartoon horse with a moustache!" Hitler looked back in irritation, before waving his arms around again.

"YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAFEGELEINYAYAYAYAYAYAYADEEEEUTSCHLAAAAANDYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA" he cried in irritation. So then I threw a stapler at his face and it all kicked off.

"So let me get this straight," Inferno said again, causing me to facehoof. "You're being sent back to Ponyville again, because you chucked a stapler at Hitler's face and it hit him in the forehead."

"Fuckin' marksman shot." I grinned smugly, making a 'pew' gesture with my finger.

"You're a fucking idiot." Ebony muttered. "And to think it's only 3 days until the Estrus laws come out of effect."

"Well, I need to go find a stapler then." I replied casually. "And your face is a fucking idiot."

"At least his face doesn't have a staple in it." Inferno added.

"Not even my fault." I shot back.

It actually wasn't.

I actually threw another stapler, and used magic to guide it to his forehead, and your stapler went off and harmlessly stuck itself in his right hoof stallion's arse.

Well, that was some mighty pro MLG trickshotting there, m8.

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