Con, and Lola survived the fall, but the helicopter found them.
Con: This way. *Runs away from helicopter*
Russians: *Jump into sinkhole*
Con: Come on!
Lola: *Following Con*
Russians: *Shooting at Lola*
Con: Get down *Hiding under rock*
Lola: *Hiding under rock*
Russians: *Go past*
Con: Stay here *Gets out from under rock*
Lola: *stays under rock*
Con: *K.O's russian soldier*
Two russian Soldiers: *Aiming pistolas at Con*
Con: *Shoots russian soldiers*
Lola: *Waiting under rock*
Con: Come on, it's safe.
Lola: *gets out from under rock*
The helicopter pilot was aiming rockets at them
Con: Take cover.
Helicopter Pilot: *Shoots rocket*
Lola: *Gets down*
Helicopter Pilot: *shoots another rocket*
Con: *Sees RPG* Hmm. Look what was left behind. *Runs toward rocket*
Helicopter Pilot: *Shooting machine gun*
Con: *Makes it to RPG*
Lola: Be careful!
Con: *Shoots rocket at helicopter*
Helicopter Pilot: *gets hit, and loses altitude*
Lola: *Looks at helicopter*
Helicopter Pilot: *Crashes*
Con: *walks to Lola* Everything is okay now.
Lola: *Shivering*
Con: You're freezing. Take my jacket. *Gives chaqueta to Lola*
Lola: *Puts on jacket*
Con: We got to find a way out of here. *walks towards pile of rocks*
Lola: We have to climb those rocks?
Con: Yeah. *Climbs up rocks*
Lola: *Climbs up rocks*
Con: It's funny. I remember being here before, but there was never a pile of rocks, and this was a river bed. *Gets to parte superior, arriba of rocks*
Lola: *Climbing up*
Con: *sees lots of water* That explains it.
Lola: *Makes it to top* What does?
Con: This huge pile of water being blocked off por these rocks. Yolo isn't after the oil. He's after the water, preventing anypony from having it.
Con was right. In a small town near the sinkhole, everypony was complaining about the water. Why? Because there wasn't any.
2 B continued
Con: This way. *Runs away from helicopter*
Russians: *Jump into sinkhole*
Con: Come on!
Lola: *Following Con*
Russians: *Shooting at Lola*
Con: Get down *Hiding under rock*
Lola: *Hiding under rock*
Russians: *Go past*
Con: Stay here *Gets out from under rock*
Lola: *stays under rock*
Con: *K.O's russian soldier*
Two russian Soldiers: *Aiming pistolas at Con*
Con: *Shoots russian soldiers*
Lola: *Waiting under rock*
Con: Come on, it's safe.
Lola: *gets out from under rock*
The helicopter pilot was aiming rockets at them
Con: Take cover.
Helicopter Pilot: *Shoots rocket*
Lola: *Gets down*
Helicopter Pilot: *shoots another rocket*
Con: *Sees RPG* Hmm. Look what was left behind. *Runs toward rocket*
Helicopter Pilot: *Shooting machine gun*
Con: *Makes it to RPG*
Lola: Be careful!
Con: *Shoots rocket at helicopter*
Helicopter Pilot: *gets hit, and loses altitude*
Lola: *Looks at helicopter*
Helicopter Pilot: *Crashes*
Con: *walks to Lola* Everything is okay now.
Lola: *Shivering*
Con: You're freezing. Take my jacket. *Gives chaqueta to Lola*
Lola: *Puts on jacket*
Con: We got to find a way out of here. *walks towards pile of rocks*
Lola: We have to climb those rocks?
Con: Yeah. *Climbs up rocks*
Lola: *Climbs up rocks*
Con: It's funny. I remember being here before, but there was never a pile of rocks, and this was a river bed. *Gets to parte superior, arriba of rocks*
Lola: *Climbing up*
Con: *sees lots of water* That explains it.
Lola: *Makes it to top* What does?
Con: This huge pile of water being blocked off por these rocks. Yolo isn't after the oil. He's after the water, preventing anypony from having it.
Con was right. In a small town near the sinkhole, everypony was complaining about the water. Why? Because there wasn't any.
2 B continued
Sitting por the door waiting for tu to come back, I`ve hated so much my red hair has turned black.
For countless weeks, I have trapped myself in fear and priceless bread. Just waiting for the chance to rest my little head.
Chorus: If their is any ángeles left, I got a harsh request. Don`t stop to hesitate!!! Theirs little fillies who have to pray and wait.(x3)
My green foal`s breath has cut through my flawless mane. I have no más urges to play our silly game.
I wish i could pay your debt, when tu ask to forget.
Chorus: If their is any ángeles left, I got a harsh request. Don`t stop to hesitate!!! Theirs little fillies who have to pray and wait. (x3)