ThatBlazingPony

@ Sorry. I'm waiting for either of you to post.

@[memeber=Pripyat Pony.] "Ok." She climbs into tbe cab of the truck, placing the first-aid kit on the dashboard. She then presses the accelerator and follows the pony to the location of her coltfriend. Wildfire is a bit curious as to why they would be out at this time, but she doesn't question it and keeps at a safe distance from the pony in front of her.

Oh. Ok.

FIIIINE!!! @@Pripyat Pony I posted.

I know. I just forgot to.

Wildfire hears the commotion from inside her truck and so opens the door and drops down to the floor. "Where is he?" She asks, grabbing a first aid kit in her mouth, a stern look on her face, telling the pony infront of her that she'll get the situation under control.

Sorry. It's just that I find it easier to write in first person.

I lie back in the driver's seat of my truck, crossing my hind legs as I close my eyes. The soothing vibrations of the V8 engine tickles my back and wings, electing small giggles from me as I take a nap. I was so tired from tinkering with the truck. Excessive amounts of manual labour can tire me out easily.

@@Pripyat Pony Totally worth the wait. She's so awesome! I can't thank you enough! -hugs-

@@Pripyat Pony OMG!!!! SHE'S SO FREAKIN' AWESOME!!!!!! -hugs- THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOH THANK YOU!!!

@@Blitz Boom "Cool. Glad you like it." I raise my mug up in the same fashion as Vinyl. "To our business venture together." I then clink my mug against hers, taking a long swig of cider. I then slam the mug back on the counter and sigh in satisfaction. "That right there is the good stuff. Definitely hits the spot."