Aina was writing down a christmas list.
Aina: Dear Santa Claus, even though everypony calls this holiday Hearths Warming Eve, I want to remember this as Christmas.
Audience: *Cheering*
Aina: On the next episode of this show, I want everything to be related to Christmas. The crossover parody, a few of the skits, and I want Master Sword, and Tom Foolery to be dressed like you during the intro.
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: As for my presents, I only have one gift that I want, and that is a new set of headphones. I like Dr. Dre's beats, so could I have a pair of those in red? Thanks a lot. Sincerely, Aina.
Master Sword: *Walks in* That's a shitty christmas list!
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: *Sad* Why?
Master Sword: You need to have more then one thing you want for Hearths Warming Eve!
Aina: It's Christmas.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: And you're even trying to change the name of this glorious holiday. What is the matter with you?!
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: *Cries, and runs away*
Master Sword: *Writes down his Hearths Warming Eve list* Dear Santa, this letter is from a friend of Aina, but keep in mind that she is an idiot, and has no clue about the true meaning of this holiday.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: I want a brand new laptop, a golden watch, a suit with a tie, and hat to go with it, a DVD with the first season of The Streets Of San Franciscolt on it, a box of legos, and a Glock 17.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: Smith & Wesson is crap, unless it's a 500, or a .44.
Audience: *Laughing*
After writing down his christmas list, Master Sword went to the nearest mailbox, so he could send his letter to Santa.
Master Sword: *About to put his letter in the mailbox*
Mortomis: *Pops out of the mailbox* Hi there!
Master Sword: AH!
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: What are you doing in there?
Mortomis: Playing hide & seek with Tom.
Master Sword: You're not exactly hiding with your head sticking out of there.
Audience: *Laughing*
Mortomis: I was checking to make sure he was not anywhere near me.
Tom: *Arrives* Found you Mortomis.
Mortomis: *Glaring at Master Sword*
Master Sword: You're not going to do what I think you're going to do... Are you?
Mortomis: You just f**ked up big time! *Dives onto Master Sword*
Tom: *Looks at Audience* Well, so much for no violence.
Audience: *Laughing*
Tom: That's all the time we have for today. See you in the next episode.
Audience: *Clapping*
The End
Aina: Dear Santa Claus, even though everypony calls this holiday Hearths Warming Eve, I want to remember this as Christmas.
Audience: *Cheering*
Aina: On the next episode of this show, I want everything to be related to Christmas. The crossover parody, a few of the skits, and I want Master Sword, and Tom Foolery to be dressed like you during the intro.
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: As for my presents, I only have one gift that I want, and that is a new set of headphones. I like Dr. Dre's beats, so could I have a pair of those in red? Thanks a lot. Sincerely, Aina.
Master Sword: *Walks in* That's a shitty christmas list!
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: *Sad* Why?
Master Sword: You need to have more then one thing you want for Hearths Warming Eve!
Aina: It's Christmas.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: And you're even trying to change the name of this glorious holiday. What is the matter with you?!
Audience: *Laughing*
Aina: *Cries, and runs away*
Master Sword: *Writes down his Hearths Warming Eve list* Dear Santa, this letter is from a friend of Aina, but keep in mind that she is an idiot, and has no clue about the true meaning of this holiday.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: I want a brand new laptop, a golden watch, a suit with a tie, and hat to go with it, a DVD with the first season of The Streets Of San Franciscolt on it, a box of legos, and a Glock 17.
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: Smith & Wesson is crap, unless it's a 500, or a .44.
Audience: *Laughing*
After writing down his christmas list, Master Sword went to the nearest mailbox, so he could send his letter to Santa.
Master Sword: *About to put his letter in the mailbox*
Mortomis: *Pops out of the mailbox* Hi there!
Master Sword: AH!
Audience: *Laughing*
Master Sword: What are you doing in there?
Mortomis: Playing hide & seek with Tom.
Master Sword: You're not exactly hiding with your head sticking out of there.
Audience: *Laughing*
Mortomis: I was checking to make sure he was not anywhere near me.
Tom: *Arrives* Found you Mortomis.
Mortomis: *Glaring at Master Sword*
Master Sword: You're not going to do what I think you're going to do... Are you?
Mortomis: You just f**ked up big time! *Dives onto Master Sword*
Tom: *Looks at Audience* Well, so much for no violence.
Audience: *Laughing*
Tom: That's all the time we have for today. See you in the next episode.
Audience: *Clapping*
The End
AT RESTURANT:
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. You need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew you your whole life.
Saten: You mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew you your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, you always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) You were drunk.
Saten: If it makes you feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if you say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. You need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew you your whole life.
Saten: You mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew you your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, you always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) You were drunk.
Saten: If it makes you feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if you say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
i ran to my dad and then the zombie was cracking our window. good thing my dad had a gun in his
room and he gave a gun to my brother when he was 17 so my brother got his gun and shot the zombie through the window. it flew back and then we looked at her we noticed it was my sister.
we were all sad we boarded up the doors and the windows. then a zombie was in the back of our house down in the basement when we went down there the only weapons we had were guns and one knife. i had nothing cause i was to little. it almost got my mom cause she was looking somewhere else. be in for part 2!!