MEANWHILE:
Sweetie Belle: (seen eating various cupcakes, that AppleBloom givin her) Umm.. These are delicious.
AppleBloom: Well.. Ah'll let tu 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 tu saying tu 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 misceláneo words to make this articulo long enough....
Sweetie Belle: (seen eating various cupcakes, that AppleBloom givin her) Umm.. These are delicious.
AppleBloom: Well.. Ah'll let tu 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 tu saying tu 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 misceláneo words to make this articulo long enough....
I thought I would have más 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 siguiente time my dear fans :)
I'm suppose to write más words so here's misceláneo 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 siguiente time my dear fans :)
I'm suppose to write más words so here's misceláneo 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."