MEANWHILE:
Sweetie Belle: (seen eating various cupcakes, that AppleBloom givin her) Umm.. These are delicious.
AppleBloom: Well.. Ah'll let te in on the secret... Y'all know how ah'm always telling Diamond Tiera that ah'll "make something of her" someday.
Sweetie Belle: ... (gasps) are te saying te KILLED Diamond Tiera.. And are serving her caresses for lunch
AppleBloom: ... Maybe
SweetieBelle: ...... Cool! (containues eating)
That's the end of the chapter..
Now just making random words to make this articolo long enough....
Sweetie Belle: (seen eating various cupcakes, that AppleBloom givin her) Umm.. These are delicious.
AppleBloom: Well.. Ah'll let te in on the secret... Y'all know how ah'm always telling Diamond Tiera that ah'll "make something of her" someday.
Sweetie Belle: ... (gasps) are te saying te KILLED Diamond Tiera.. And are serving her caresses for lunch
AppleBloom: ... Maybe
SweetieBelle: ...... Cool! (containues eating)
That's the end of the chapter..
Now just making random words to make this articolo long enough....
I thought I would have più ideas to add to this story, but turns out... I don't.
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till successivo time my dear fan :)
I'm suppose to write più words so here's random Metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, Lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."
So, yeah, this chapter is marely an Arthur note saying that the story is now over..
So the last chapter was actually the last chapter..
Till successivo time my dear fan :)
I'm suppose to write più words so here's random Metallica lyrics
"Story starts, quite town.
Small time boy, big time frown.
Never talks, never plays.
Different path, Lost his way.
Dead streets are red, red I'm afried.
No confetti, no parade.
Nothing happens in this boring place.
But oh my god, how that all did change.
Now they all prey.
Blood, stains, wash away."