Louis soon saw Orion walk into the office.
Louis: Hey you. Are you Orion?
Orion: Yeah, what do you want?
Louis: I want to talk to you.
Orion: About what?
Louis: What you just did.
Orion: Oh boy! Am I going to get fired?! Please fire me!
Louis: I don't work for the Union Pacific, so I can't fire you.
Orion: Oh, well then I'm outta here. *Leaves*
Louis: Orion!
Orion: *Running, jumps off platform, and flies*
Louis: *Flies after Orion*
Orion: *Going high*
Louis: Oh jeez.
Orion: *Flying very fast at very high altitude* Haha!
Louis: I'm not that good at flying.
Orion: Now, which city am I currently flying over? *Looks down*
But all Orion could see was the Pacific Ocean
Orion: Oh no. I went too fast, and now I'm flying over an ocean! *Turns around* I don't see any land! *Flies down* Where did I- *Sees land* Aha! Land. *flies to it*
Back at Cheyenne
Louis: He just flew off, and now he's gone.
Pete: It's too bad you got that disease which won't let you fly as high as Orion.
Louis: I know, but we'll find him.
Stylo: *Arrives* Hey Pete, have you seen Orion? He's supposed to drive the second locomotive for our double header.
Louis: I have.
Stylo: No way. It's The British Mexican! What an honor to see you.
Louis: The honor is all mine.
Stylo: That's great. That really. So what are you doing down here?
Louis: I was helping Gordon with something, and then he told me to help Orion.
Stylo: Oh yeah, those two need more help than anypony else on this railroad.
Louis: Well, let's get some ponies to look for him.
A search party of pegasi were sent. They found Orion 40 minutes later, and brought him back.
Orion: *waiting on platform*
Pete: Now that you're back here, why would you go off, and pull a dumb stunt like that?
Orion: He seemed like a stranger to me, and I didn't want to get hurt by him.
Pete: A stranger huh? Do you even know who that pony was you ran away from?
Orion: No.
Pete: It was The British Mexican.
Orion: Oh, I knew that.
Pete: Sure you did.
Louis: Orion, why do tried to get fired on purpose?
Orion: My jobs keep getting switched too often.
Louis: Can't you just quit?
Orion: Quit? And then what? Have Pete, or somepony else shoot my brains out? No thank you.
Louis: They wouldn't do that.
Orion: You don't know that.
Louis: Yes I do. I've been very good friends with Pete, and I know him so well, that I know he wouldn't kill one of his own employees for quitting. What about Bartholomew Perfect? He quit, and nopony killed him.
Orion: The taxi driver could've killed him after they left.
Louis: No Orion. I can assure you, that Bartholomew Perfect is still alive. By now, he's probably so famous that he'll have his own TV show. Just wait, and see.
Orion: Okay.
Louis: Right, well I guess my work here is done. Adios. *Leaves*
Pete: *Waving goodbye* Adios.
Gordon: *Arrives* Is that therapist gone?
Pete: Yeah.
Gordon: Good, because he was right about one thing.
Orion: What might that be?
Gordon: I don't hate steam trains. I really, really despise them!
The End
On The Next Episode of Ponies On The Rails
Everypony gets interviewed
Louis: Hey you. Are you Orion?
Orion: Yeah, what do you want?
Louis: I want to talk to you.
Orion: About what?
Louis: What you just did.
Orion: Oh boy! Am I going to get fired?! Please fire me!
Louis: I don't work for the Union Pacific, so I can't fire you.
Orion: Oh, well then I'm outta here. *Leaves*
Louis: Orion!
Orion: *Running, jumps off platform, and flies*
Louis: *Flies after Orion*
Orion: *Going high*
Louis: Oh jeez.
Orion: *Flying very fast at very high altitude* Haha!
Louis: I'm not that good at flying.
Orion: Now, which city am I currently flying over? *Looks down*
But all Orion could see was the Pacific Ocean
Orion: Oh no. I went too fast, and now I'm flying over an ocean! *Turns around* I don't see any land! *Flies down* Where did I- *Sees land* Aha! Land. *flies to it*
Back at Cheyenne
Louis: He just flew off, and now he's gone.
Pete: It's too bad you got that disease which won't let you fly as high as Orion.
Louis: I know, but we'll find him.
Stylo: *Arrives* Hey Pete, have you seen Orion? He's supposed to drive the second locomotive for our double header.
Louis: I have.
Stylo: No way. It's The British Mexican! What an honor to see you.
Louis: The honor is all mine.
Stylo: That's great. That really. So what are you doing down here?
Louis: I was helping Gordon with something, and then he told me to help Orion.
Stylo: Oh yeah, those two need more help than anypony else on this railroad.
Louis: Well, let's get some ponies to look for him.
A search party of pegasi were sent. They found Orion 40 minutes later, and brought him back.
Orion: *waiting on platform*
Pete: Now that you're back here, why would you go off, and pull a dumb stunt like that?
Orion: He seemed like a stranger to me, and I didn't want to get hurt by him.
Pete: A stranger huh? Do you even know who that pony was you ran away from?
Orion: No.
Pete: It was The British Mexican.
Orion: Oh, I knew that.
Pete: Sure you did.
Louis: Orion, why do tried to get fired on purpose?
Orion: My jobs keep getting switched too often.
Louis: Can't you just quit?
Orion: Quit? And then what? Have Pete, or somepony else shoot my brains out? No thank you.
Louis: They wouldn't do that.
Orion: You don't know that.
Louis: Yes I do. I've been very good friends with Pete, and I know him so well, that I know he wouldn't kill one of his own employees for quitting. What about Bartholomew Perfect? He quit, and nopony killed him.
Orion: The taxi driver could've killed him after they left.
Louis: No Orion. I can assure you, that Bartholomew Perfect is still alive. By now, he's probably so famous that he'll have his own TV show. Just wait, and see.
Orion: Okay.
Louis: Right, well I guess my work here is done. Adios. *Leaves*
Pete: *Waving goodbye* Adios.
Gordon: *Arrives* Is that therapist gone?
Pete: Yeah.
Gordon: Good, because he was right about one thing.
Orion: What might that be?
Gordon: I don't hate steam trains. I really, really despise them!
The End
On The Next Episode of Ponies On The Rails
Everypony gets interviewed
I just want to end this story so it can be out of the way, and
I can stop overbooking myself.
The next day Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. You have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. You know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)
I can stop overbooking myself.
The next day Trixie knocked on Rarity's door.
Trixie: Well. I did it. I killed them.
Rarity: Oh.. Well. This is awkward... I. kinda.. Changed my mind, and was about to call it off.
Trixie: Oh... I'm still getting paid though right.
Rarity: (sighs) Fine.. (gives her the amount of money she promised too).
Trixie: Thank you. (takes the money). Say. You have any beer?
Rarity: No. Saten came and took the last one.
Trixie: (excitedly) Saten's still in town?
Rarity: I guess.,
Trixie: Great.. You know where he might be.. Because I am totally NOT gonna stalk him.
Rarity: (shrugs unsurely)
THE END
Ending theme.
(theme song/Steven King IT)
Has anyone ever read CHEERLIEES GARDEN.
It's probably one of the 'better' creepypastas.
But I still dislike it.
Not only is Cheerlees complete irrational in thi story. (killing children, when simply quitting your job could of worked just as well).
But there's all the fact, she acts like she watches WAY too many Saw movies (I would know, I watch them quite a lot).
She acts exactly like Jigsaw.
Using clever traps to kill them in unique fashion.
But unlike Jigsaw.
She dosen't give them a chance to escape, making her more like the Mark Hoffmen and Amanda Young.
Where the victims, where ONLY victims, they would of died, regardless of doing what they needed to do.
And there was no 'point' behind it.
Besides I LIKE Jigsaw, he's different then other villains.
He's still 'human' in some way.
Anyway.
Now that I got that off my chest.
I can relax now.
And stay tuned for more of my latest story..
It's probably one of the 'better' creepypastas.
But I still dislike it.
Not only is Cheerlees complete irrational in thi story. (killing children, when simply quitting your job could of worked just as well).
But there's all the fact, she acts like she watches WAY too many Saw movies (I would know, I watch them quite a lot).
She acts exactly like Jigsaw.
Using clever traps to kill them in unique fashion.
But unlike Jigsaw.
She dosen't give them a chance to escape, making her more like the Mark Hoffmen and Amanda Young.
Where the victims, where ONLY victims, they would of died, regardless of doing what they needed to do.
And there was no 'point' behind it.
Besides I LIKE Jigsaw, he's different then other villains.
He's still 'human' in some way.
Anyway.
Now that I got that off my chest.
I can relax now.
And stay tuned for more of my latest story..
This is Papillon
AT RESTURANT:
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. You need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew you your whole life.
Saten: You mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew you your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, you always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) You were drunk.
Saten: If it makes you feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if you say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. You need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew you your whole life.
Saten: You mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew you your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, you always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) You were drunk.
Saten: If it makes you feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if you say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Crystal is hunting for gems when she encounters Rarity.
