After getting the Cello, Dexter gave Octavia some time to play it.
Octavia: *playing Octavia's Overture*
Dexter: *sits by Octavia* Have you played before?
Octavia: Yes, but not in a long time.
Dexter: You sound wonderful.
Octavia: Thank you.
Dexter: Please, continue playing.
While Octavia was playing her music, a group of ponies in the KKK were making a plan to attack. They were riding humans, and were all armed with guns.
KKK leader: Alright, see that house?
KKK ponies: Yeah.
KKK Leader: That's where Octavia Melody is. We need to get in there, and kill her! Now, put your masks on, and let's go.
KKK pony: *putting bag on head* Damn. I can't see fucking shit out of this thing.
KKK leader: We ready or what?
KKK Pony: Ah, hold on, I'm fucking with my eyehole. *rips eye hole* Oh. Oh shit. Ugh, I just made it worse.
KKK Pony 2: Who made this goddamn shit?!
KKK Pony 3: I don't know.
KKK Pony 4: Make your own goddamn mask!
KKK Pony 1: Look, nopony is saying they don't appreciate what Jimmy did.
KKK Pony 2: Well if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag, I could've cut it better than this!
KKK Pony 5: What about you Robert? Can you see?
KKK Pony 6: Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head, I can see you pretty good, more or less. But when I start riding, the bag's moving all over, and then I can't see.
KKK ponies: *Complaining*
KKK leader: I just made mine worse. Did anyone bring an extra bag?
KKK Pony 2: No! Nopony brought, an extra bag!
KKK leader: I was just asking!
KKK Pony 7: Do we have to wear them while we're riding?
KKK Pony 1: Oh, we're screwed then! If we don't wear them while we're riding it just defeats the purpose!
KKK Pony 2: Well I can't see in this fucking thing!! I can't breath right, and it's because I'm wearing this fucking thing!
KKK Pony 4: To hell with you all, I'm going home! My friend made 30 bags for you ungrateful peices of hell, and all I can hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! So from now on, don't ask me for anything! *leaves*
KKK Pony 1: Now, look, let's not forget why we're here! We've got a killer bitch in that house down yonder, and we gotta teach her a lesson!
KKK Leader: Ok, I'm confused. Are the bags on, or off?
KKK Pony 6: I think- we all think the bags were a nice idea.
KKK Ponies: Mmhmm, yeah.
KKK Pony 6: Now, I'm not blaming anyone, but they could've been done better. So how about, no bags this time? But next time, we do the bags right, and then we attack, non stop.
KKK Ponies: Ok, yeah. I like that idea.
KKK Pony 1: Wait a minute, I didn't say no bags!
KKK Leader: But nopony can see.
KKK Pony 1: So?
KKK Leader: So it'd be nice to see.
KKK Pony 1: Goddamnit! This is a raid!! I can't see! You can't see! So what?! All that matters is if the fucking humans can see?! That's a raid!!!
Shortly after that
Octavia: *putting away cello*
Dexter: *looking out window* Octavia? We got company!
2 B continued
Octavia: *playing Octavia's Overture*
Dexter: *sits by Octavia* Have you played before?
Octavia: Yes, but not in a long time.
Dexter: You sound wonderful.
Octavia: Thank you.
Dexter: Please, continue playing.
While Octavia was playing her music, a group of ponies in the KKK were making a plan to attack. They were riding humans, and were all armed with guns.
KKK leader: Alright, see that house?
KKK ponies: Yeah.
KKK Leader: That's where Octavia Melody is. We need to get in there, and kill her! Now, put your masks on, and let's go.
KKK pony: *putting bag on head* Damn. I can't see fucking shit out of this thing.
KKK leader: We ready or what?
KKK Pony: Ah, hold on, I'm fucking with my eyehole. *rips eye hole* Oh. Oh shit. Ugh, I just made it worse.
KKK Pony 2: Who made this goddamn shit?!
KKK Pony 3: I don't know.
KKK Pony 4: Make your own goddamn mask!
KKK Pony 1: Look, nopony is saying they don't appreciate what Jimmy did.
KKK Pony 2: Well if all I had to do was cut a hole in a bag, I could've cut it better than this!
KKK Pony 5: What about you Robert? Can you see?
KKK Pony 6: Not too good. I mean, if I don't move my head, I can see you pretty good, more or less. But when I start riding, the bag's moving all over, and then I can't see.
KKK ponies: *Complaining*
KKK leader: I just made mine worse. Did anyone bring an extra bag?
KKK Pony 2: No! Nopony brought, an extra bag!
KKK leader: I was just asking!
KKK Pony 7: Do we have to wear them while we're riding?
KKK Pony 1: Oh, we're screwed then! If we don't wear them while we're riding it just defeats the purpose!
KKK Pony 2: Well I can't see in this fucking thing!! I can't breath right, and it's because I'm wearing this fucking thing!
KKK Pony 4: To hell with you all, I'm going home! My friend made 30 bags for you ungrateful peices of hell, and all I can hear is criticize, criticize, criticize! So from now on, don't ask me for anything! *leaves*
KKK Pony 1: Now, look, let's not forget why we're here! We've got a killer bitch in that house down yonder, and we gotta teach her a lesson!
KKK Leader: Ok, I'm confused. Are the bags on, or off?
KKK Pony 6: I think- we all think the bags were a nice idea.
KKK Ponies: Mmhmm, yeah.
KKK Pony 6: Now, I'm not blaming anyone, but they could've been done better. So how about, no bags this time? But next time, we do the bags right, and then we attack, non stop.
KKK Ponies: Ok, yeah. I like that idea.
KKK Pony 1: Wait a minute, I didn't say no bags!
KKK Leader: But nopony can see.
KKK Pony 1: So?
KKK Leader: So it'd be nice to see.
KKK Pony 1: Goddamnit! This is a raid!! I can't see! You can't see! So what?! All that matters is if the fucking humans can see?! That's a raid!!!
Shortly after that
Octavia: *putting away cello*
Dexter: *looking out window* Octavia? We got company!
2 B continued
as i looked around i noticed the forest looked alot like the one at home. it was simple getting there. and there it was. the lake surrounded by blue roses. a tear comes to my eye. i say.." thank you all, i really enjoyed my time here. you taught me how to be a true friend.ill never forget any of you ever". they say theyre goodbyes and i leap in the lake..... its been 5 months since that incident. me and my friend worked things out and iv not been depressed. one day i was walkin home and decided to visit the lake. the roses are all wilted and dead...but i decided to visit it one more time. i arrive at the lake. i sit down. as i peer over the lake. a tear crosses my cheek as i see floating along the lakes surface a single....blue....rose......
THE END
THE END