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>by faking an injury (using a real one) and blowing up the story, summer breeze managed to finesse a premium limo to las haygas
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>and they drove for a loooooooong time
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>bored silence hung in the air between the two mares as the desert went on and on and on
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>this would have been a lot more fun on a motorcycle
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>until the tips of 3 buildings started to emerge from behind the crest of the next hill
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>then the roller coaster
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>then the pyramid
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>then the highway flattening out straight into the guts of the city
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>then before they knew it, the iconic "Welcome to Las Haygas" sign
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>with a broken LCD screen behind the letters flashing all sorts of colors
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>for a city so grandiose that even the streets flash continuously with tiny pixels of random color
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>the ominous pyramid powering through every other layer of the background front and center as the roller coaster spirals into itself
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>all of the lit and unlit windows of the tall skyscrapers pigeon holing into rainbow fractals
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>to a soundtrack of droning gregorian chants as the pyramid expands right up to the limo's window, about to suck the 3 ponies into the Nth dimension
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>a pounding chest was right behind summer's head
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>"would you get a room you two?" the driver said
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>at the opposite end of the hallway
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>and snauf'er was equally shoved against the back door, pressed by summer to look like she was the big spoon
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>"oh we will mr. stallion, a room in the guts of the equestrian dream!" summer called out
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>"thanks for the ride, ill put it in the tip jaa-WOAHHH"
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>as snauf tried to hold out some bottle caps, a chauffer opened the door, causing both ponies to tumble out
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>and the two laid collapsed on each other at the far end of a long, red, fancy carpet
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>leading into the Wintergreen Hotel VIP Section
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>"tia damn who let these two hornballs in?"
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>"SHUT your damn mouth hornhead!"
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>summer slipped a not so subtle hoof around snaufer's
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>it appearing to stretch like string cheese and coil itself around multiple times
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>summer breeze's reality stayed anchored to her front right hoof long enough that they made it inside
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>into a truly lavish hotel lounge
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>mares and stallions in suits networking with each other
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>sleazy and corpulent fraudsters sweet talking their way to the right end of their next deal
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>and a very conveniently placed bar in the center of the room
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>not the snaufer had already acquired somepony else's drink, glowing bright purple like some kind of elixir
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>and the two mares sat down
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>"5th of freer for her, a flim artois and cider flaniels for me" a voice amongst the crowds spoke out
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>the outsides of her vision had some remnants of flashing colors, but summer breeze could still hang with the situation
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>the drinks came on cue, as did plotting time
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>"so the last rider finished about the same time we passed fear and loathing. racers should start pouring in here any minute"
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>snauf finished taking a gulp
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>"you think Pinko's a first to the party type?" she asked in a scratchy, guttural voice
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>"well were here. we got a visual on her and shes not hard to miss."
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>miss, see, whatever
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>constant dings, ticks, chatter, and brass music played in spurts around the two ponies
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>but then something unnerving came up from behind
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>a rumbling crack split down the middle of her barstool and across the decorated carpet
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>a blue and green aura rose out and colored everypony around a dark, rotten black
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>some orange black, pink black, blue black, all different shades
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>holes grew across their bodies
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>and it clicked
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>this hotel was invaded by changelings!
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>and somepony was serving booze to these celestia-damn creatures!
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>"i LOOOOooooOOOOVE TO PARTY!"
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>"yes well missus Breeze and uh... snow-oof want to interview you in the press room"
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>"fuck, thats the rally call!"
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>where's snaufer?
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>the bar stretched endlessly into the night
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>the red, yellow and orange patterns on the carpet swirling into a deadly obstacle course over the lava floor of the changeling hive
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>i just have to get over *there*
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>if the fucking changelings would stop spinning the bar around like a merry go round
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>las haygas on acid is not for the feint of heart
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>so summer breeze jumped off and started to make her way across the twisted platforms
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>her drink passed her by
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>must be 1.3627152 times around
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>she presses on
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>and her drink comes around again
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>so did that celestia-damn hippie with the poofy mane
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>wait a minute, she's gone
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>the flowing colors of a swampy sunset swirl on the blank white ceiling
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>crumpled trees up on the left meet a long sheet of sky
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>and the scalding hot water of the sump melts snaufer's body into the acidic soil below
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>all the while a slow, summery guitar riff strums on and on under some savage whistling by the hornheads
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>summer breeze bursts in the hotel room
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>ok... theres her stuff
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>nothing too out of the-
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>oh jesus she tore the TV out of the wall
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>and apparently the radio, since there's music coming from the bathroom
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>"YYYAINOUNDAWEYYYYYY TUHKILLMEE'EHTTT"
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>yep thats music alright
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>"EEEEYES BUUURN OF STINGING SWEAT"
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>snaufers invisible comrades sing around her
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>yep. this is the life she left the island for
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>no uptight bosses, no vulnerability, no hard decisions, just kill any equal sign you see
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>surviving the constant chaos of getting rained on by bullets made the calm moments like these pay off
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>LUNA FUCKING CHRIST ITS A GOD DAMN LANDMINE
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>IS SHE DEAD?
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>IS THAT WHY LUNAS POURING THE FUCKING ETERNAL NIGHT INTO THE BATHROOM!?
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>DID SHE GET BLOWN TO PIECES???
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>AND THE FIRST MARE SHE SEES AT THE PEARLY GATES IS SUMMER BREEZE!?
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>"ITS ME!
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>"SNAFU GET A FUCKING GRIP YOURE NOT DEAD YET!"
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>"JUST LOOK AT ME FOR ONE SECOND!"
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>now theres an intercom in front of her face
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>is it 0600 hours?
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>"WE WERE JUST ABOUT TO GET INVITED TO A PRESS INTERVIEW WITH PINKO AND BLOW HER-"
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>SUMMER "DROP THAT ITS A SATCHEL CHARGE!"
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>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>"listen, just listen carefully"
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>deeeeeeoooooow... deoooooow...
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>jimi hendrix's guitar is the rhythm of life
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>"now you just stay there... in the tub... ill be back after i clean up the room a bit"
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>snaufer watches summer breeze set the radio down next to the lava lamp and leave her giant white body sprawled in the bathtub
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>all the soap in the world can't stop her knife from itching
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>summer breeze stood outside, on the telephone, trying to reason with the press on why the no show happened
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>"yep, 214. see you in a bit"
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>214... 0214...
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>shes bringing them right to their doorstep
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>i knew i could count on you
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>snauf'er rises rises from the ashes of the bathtub, the forest floor falling away to the bottom of her hooves
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>its raining now
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>the ground sloshes below snauf as she makes her way through the white portal
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>and once in the hotel room, her render distance stretched far into the night sky
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>summer breeze stopped fumbling with a suitcase and looked terrified into snauf'er's eyes
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>glowing a pearly white in the amber-lit room
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>'hey, hey... snafu... you stay right there'
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>snauf took a step, the fog was closing in as fast as summer breeze backed away
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>come hear so i can here you
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>'look, we have somepony coming, shes gonna bring...'
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>wait a sec, that's a kirin's glow not a
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>'...so just hide over there and pick your moment, ok?'
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>summer knew better than to let a drunk out of her sight
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