Eighteen days later, I was counting down how long I've been in the cooler.
Sean: *Looking at escritura on walls* I've been here for... *Counting*
Griffon 44: *Opens door*
Sean: *Pointing at himself* I can go?
Griffon 44: Yes.
Sean: Great *Grabs baseball, and mit*
Applejack: *Comes out of room*
Sean: Let's get going Applejack.
After a quick meal, me and aguardiente de manzana, applejack went to see Bartholomew.
Sean: *Goes into Bartholomew's room*
Applejack: *Following Sean*
Sean: Bartholomew?
Bartholomew: Sean. We're glad tu two are back with us again.
Sean: That's right *sees Celestia, and Jade*
Bartholomew: But, we also hear that tu have a blitz out in mind.
Sean: Where did tu hear that?
Bartholomew: From Jade Greene. It's her job to know everything that's going on here.
Celestia: We thought that we could talk this over before tu try to escape.
Applejack: Look Celestia, I've been in prison for too long now! If it's a Blitz out for me, I'll do it. It'll work *Looks at Sean* I know it will.
Bartholomew: Right, uhm... What did tu two have in mind?
Sean: We'll go towards this blind spot that I found near the fence, and start digging our tunnel. aguardiente de manzana, applejack is a quick digger, so she'll go infront of me, push the dirt behind her, and I do the same thing so as not to make a pile. Then we just go through the ground like a pair of moles, then por dawn, we'll be past the fence, and into the woods.
Bartholomew: When do tu intend to try this?
Sean: What?
Bartholomew: When do tu intend to try it?
Sean: Tonight.
Celestia: Uh, Sean... This may not be the right time for this.
Jade: Yeah, tu see we have something else in mind. We're going to make our own tunnel. Everyone will have their own clothing, documents, and they'll have a map of Germaneigh so they know where to go.
Sean: Thanks, but I think it would be easier for tu guys if tu had two less prisoners to worry about.
Bartholomew: Alright, if that's what tu want to do, nopony is going to stop you.
Sean: Thank tu Bartholomew.
Applejack: *Leaves room*
Sean: *About to leave*
Celestia: Sean, one más question. How do tu breathe?
Sean: Oh, we have a steel hinge that we'll pop in, and out of the ground as we go along. Goodnight princess. *Leaves room*
Jade: Now why didn't anyone think of that before? It's so stupid that it's positively brilliant.
Bartholomew: Yes, we better hope it works for those two. Otherwise they'll be in the enfriador, refrigerador for a long time.
Well, the plan did work, but we got caught, and sent into the cooler. We were very close to escaping as well.
Meanwhile, in the tunnels, the ponies digging were having problems of their own.
Volk: *Pours bag of dirt* This is the dirt from the compound.
Pablo: *Pouring different dirt from another bag* And this is from the tunnels.
Bartholomew: *Examining dirt* Hmm. This isn't good. They're both completely different colors, we can't just pour it on the ground.
Jade: How about we put it under the huts?
Bartholomew: No, that would be too obvious. I saw one of the changelings looking under there yesterday.
Volk: What if we stored the dirt in our rooms?
Pablo: Volk, that won't work.
Volk: I was just thinking outloud.
Bartholomew: Well whatever you're doing, think clearly.
Jade: We can't destroy the dirt, and we can't eat it. The only thing left to do is camoflauge it. That's as far as my thinking goes.
Sacred Symphony: *Arrives* Bartholomew, may I borrow some of your time?
Bartholomew: Sure.
Sacred Symphony: Thanks. *Carrying socks full of dirt* Now, tu fill these socks with the dirt from the tunnel, and wear them inside a pair of pants. tu pour the strings from your pockets, and the pins holding the dirt fall out. Out comes the dirt, and then when you're walking tu just kick the dirt in. Unless you're a proffesor on dirt, no one is going to notice.
Bartholomew: Alright. We'll try first thing tomorrow.
Sacred Symphony: I already have. It works.
Bartholomew: Then, this is what we'll do.
2 B continued
Sean: *Looking at escritura on walls* I've been here for... *Counting*
Griffon 44: *Opens door*
Sean: *Pointing at himself* I can go?
Griffon 44: Yes.
Sean: Great *Grabs baseball, and mit*
Applejack: *Comes out of room*
Sean: Let's get going Applejack.
After a quick meal, me and aguardiente de manzana, applejack went to see Bartholomew.
Sean: *Goes into Bartholomew's room*
Applejack: *Following Sean*
Sean: Bartholomew?
Bartholomew: Sean. We're glad tu two are back with us again.
Sean: That's right *sees Celestia, and Jade*
Bartholomew: But, we also hear that tu have a blitz out in mind.
Sean: Where did tu hear that?
Bartholomew: From Jade Greene. It's her job to know everything that's going on here.
Celestia: We thought that we could talk this over before tu try to escape.
Applejack: Look Celestia, I've been in prison for too long now! If it's a Blitz out for me, I'll do it. It'll work *Looks at Sean* I know it will.
Bartholomew: Right, uhm... What did tu two have in mind?
Sean: We'll go towards this blind spot that I found near the fence, and start digging our tunnel. aguardiente de manzana, applejack is a quick digger, so she'll go infront of me, push the dirt behind her, and I do the same thing so as not to make a pile. Then we just go through the ground like a pair of moles, then por dawn, we'll be past the fence, and into the woods.
Bartholomew: When do tu intend to try this?
Sean: What?
Bartholomew: When do tu intend to try it?
Sean: Tonight.
Celestia: Uh, Sean... This may not be the right time for this.
Jade: Yeah, tu see we have something else in mind. We're going to make our own tunnel. Everyone will have their own clothing, documents, and they'll have a map of Germaneigh so they know where to go.
Sean: Thanks, but I think it would be easier for tu guys if tu had two less prisoners to worry about.
Bartholomew: Alright, if that's what tu want to do, nopony is going to stop you.
Sean: Thank tu Bartholomew.
Applejack: *Leaves room*
Sean: *About to leave*
Celestia: Sean, one más question. How do tu breathe?
Sean: Oh, we have a steel hinge that we'll pop in, and out of the ground as we go along. Goodnight princess. *Leaves room*
Jade: Now why didn't anyone think of that before? It's so stupid that it's positively brilliant.
Bartholomew: Yes, we better hope it works for those two. Otherwise they'll be in the enfriador, refrigerador for a long time.
Well, the plan did work, but we got caught, and sent into the cooler. We were very close to escaping as well.
Meanwhile, in the tunnels, the ponies digging were having problems of their own.
Volk: *Pours bag of dirt* This is the dirt from the compound.
Pablo: *Pouring different dirt from another bag* And this is from the tunnels.
Bartholomew: *Examining dirt* Hmm. This isn't good. They're both completely different colors, we can't just pour it on the ground.
Jade: How about we put it under the huts?
Bartholomew: No, that would be too obvious. I saw one of the changelings looking under there yesterday.
Volk: What if we stored the dirt in our rooms?
Pablo: Volk, that won't work.
Volk: I was just thinking outloud.
Bartholomew: Well whatever you're doing, think clearly.
Jade: We can't destroy the dirt, and we can't eat it. The only thing left to do is camoflauge it. That's as far as my thinking goes.
Sacred Symphony: *Arrives* Bartholomew, may I borrow some of your time?
Bartholomew: Sure.
Sacred Symphony: Thanks. *Carrying socks full of dirt* Now, tu fill these socks with the dirt from the tunnel, and wear them inside a pair of pants. tu pour the strings from your pockets, and the pins holding the dirt fall out. Out comes the dirt, and then when you're walking tu just kick the dirt in. Unless you're a proffesor on dirt, no one is going to notice.
Bartholomew: Alright. We'll try first thing tomorrow.
Sacred Symphony: I already have. It works.
Bartholomew: Then, this is what we'll do.
2 B continued
