At the Ice Hotel, everypony was enjoying theirselves.
DJ: *Playing dubstep*
Con: *Sees Lady* Enjoying everything?
Lady: Everything seems so... *Looking at lights* Bright.
Con: Do te think it's better, o worse then 1958?
Lady: Worse. I'm sorry, but I'm used to rock and roll.
Con: Maybe, I can help te out with that. *goes to DJ*
DJ: *Playing dubstep*
Con: Hey, we got a request for some 50's rock, and roll.
DJ: Sure, let me check. *Finds old record* This will be great to play. *Playing song*
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Con: Thanks a lot.
Lady: *Sees Con* What did te do?
Con: Just asked nicely. *Dances*
Lady: *Dances with Con*
Ponies: *Seeing Con, and Lady* Check this out.
Con: *Spins Lady around*
Lady: *Sticks front hooves in air* Whoo!
Ponies: *Dancing*
Con: *Dancing with Lady*
Gustav: What is this?
Zao: Finally, real music.
Gustav: *Pulls Zao towards him* Where do te think you're going? te have a job.
Zao: *Sighs* What do te want me to do now?
Gustav: Get the weapon set up.
Zao: Yes sir. *Goes to weapon*
Gustav: Turn on the lights that are facing me.
Chinese pony 89: Yes sir. *Turns on lights*
Gustav: Ah! *Covers eyes* That's too bright te bastard!
Chinese pony 89: *Makes lights less bright* Would te like a microphone too?
Gustav: Yes.
Chinese pony 89: *Gives microphone to Gustav*
Gustav: Thanks. At least te actually did something right for once. *Speaking into microphone* Listen up everypony. I hope you're having a good time, because now I have important news to tell you. You're all going to die.
Ponies: What?!
Gustav: te see, the Chinese graciously helped me create a weapon called the Icarus, that can melt really big chunks of ice such as the one we are standing on. However, I'm going to melt Antarctica with this. Water supply is small, and we must get più water.
Lady: Yeah, 1958 was definitely better for me.
Con: I'm sorry te had to get dragged into this shithole.
Lady: A shithole?
Con: Forget it. Listen, we gotta work together to stop them from using that weapon.
Later that night, Gustav, Zao, and half of the Chinese military were going from the ice Hotel to another building created da Zao.
Gustav & Zao: *drive off*
Chinese Ponies: *Following Gustav*
Con: Alright. Stay here, and try to prevent them from firing the Icarus. I'll got after Gustav, and try to kill everypony there.
Lady: Con, can te do one thing for me?
Con: What might that be?
Lady: Be careful.
Con: I will. *Kisses Lady*
Lady: *Kisses Con*
Con: Now I have to go. *Runs off*
2 B continued
DJ: *Playing dubstep*
Con: *Sees Lady* Enjoying everything?
Lady: Everything seems so... *Looking at lights* Bright.
Con: Do te think it's better, o worse then 1958?
Lady: Worse. I'm sorry, but I'm used to rock and roll.
Con: Maybe, I can help te out with that. *goes to DJ*
DJ: *Playing dubstep*
Con: Hey, we got a request for some 50's rock, and roll.
DJ: Sure, let me check. *Finds old record* This will be great to play. *Playing song*
link
Con: Thanks a lot.
Lady: *Sees Con* What did te do?
Con: Just asked nicely. *Dances*
Lady: *Dances with Con*
Ponies: *Seeing Con, and Lady* Check this out.
Con: *Spins Lady around*
Lady: *Sticks front hooves in air* Whoo!
Ponies: *Dancing*
Con: *Dancing with Lady*
Gustav: What is this?
Zao: Finally, real music.
Gustav: *Pulls Zao towards him* Where do te think you're going? te have a job.
Zao: *Sighs* What do te want me to do now?
Gustav: Get the weapon set up.
Zao: Yes sir. *Goes to weapon*
Gustav: Turn on the lights that are facing me.
Chinese pony 89: Yes sir. *Turns on lights*
Gustav: Ah! *Covers eyes* That's too bright te bastard!
Chinese pony 89: *Makes lights less bright* Would te like a microphone too?
Gustav: Yes.
Chinese pony 89: *Gives microphone to Gustav*
Gustav: Thanks. At least te actually did something right for once. *Speaking into microphone* Listen up everypony. I hope you're having a good time, because now I have important news to tell you. You're all going to die.
Ponies: What?!
Gustav: te see, the Chinese graciously helped me create a weapon called the Icarus, that can melt really big chunks of ice such as the one we are standing on. However, I'm going to melt Antarctica with this. Water supply is small, and we must get più water.
Lady: Yeah, 1958 was definitely better for me.
Con: I'm sorry te had to get dragged into this shithole.
Lady: A shithole?
Con: Forget it. Listen, we gotta work together to stop them from using that weapon.
Later that night, Gustav, Zao, and half of the Chinese military were going from the ice Hotel to another building created da Zao.
Gustav & Zao: *drive off*
Chinese Ponies: *Following Gustav*
Con: Alright. Stay here, and try to prevent them from firing the Icarus. I'll got after Gustav, and try to kill everypony there.
Lady: Con, can te do one thing for me?
Con: What might that be?
Lady: Be careful.
Con: I will. *Kisses Lady*
Lady: *Kisses Con*
Con: Now I have to go. *Runs off*
2 B continued
