After Pete left, Gordon decided to make a phone call.
Gordon: *Waiting for operator to pick up* Operator: Operator? Gordon: This is the Cheyenne train station, for the Union Pacific. We'd like a desk for one of our offices. Operator: Who would you like to speak to? Gordon: Jesus christ, get me the fucking table company, or whatever the fuck that place is where they sell desks. Operator: One moment sir. *Connecting call to desk servicing* Desk seller: Hello, this is desk servicing. How may I help you? Gordon: Get me a desk made out of oak wood to the Cheyenne train station immediately. Desk seller:...
A doctor arrived, and examined Hawkeye's eyes. They were damaged, and needed bandages.
Hawkeye: Will my eyesight be gone forever? Doctor: Most likely. Hawkeye: Then I can't be called Hawkeye if I can't see shit. Doctor: You didn't let me finish. There's a possibility that you can regain your eyesight. That should take three days. Until then, you are in no condition to drive a train. Hawkeye: So what am I supposed to do? Doctor: Take a break. Your boss understands. Hawkeye: I can't just go back to my house, and do nothing. I want to stay here. Doctor: Suit yourself, but be careful. Hawkeye: Oh...
A special request was made for me to make another Con Mane story. And here it is.
It begins in San Franciscolt, with U.S military vehicles going down the road.
Con: *watching* Mirage: This doesn't seem too good. Con: I hear you. One of those ponies look a little like me, so I'll go in with the disguise. Mirage: So be it. Con: *puts on disguise* Mirage: Nice. Now you have to get to the airbase. Con: Ok. I'll see you there. *teleports to airbase* US soldier: Hello General Solin. Con: At ease corporal. I need to take a look at one of your missile launching things. US soldier: Sure thing. It's...
I told you Con Mane would return, and he's in a spy adventure which starts with a submarine going through the atlantic.
Equestrian ponies: We got sight of something. Captain: What? Equestrian ponies: It looks like an oil barge. Captain: What the fuck are you looking at that for? Equestrian ponies: Something unusual is sticking out from the bottom.
And suddenly the alarm went off, and the submarine was being forced to go up.
Captain: How is this happening?! Equestrian ponies: WE have no idea!! mexican: *drive barge near sub* Captain: Of course. Mexicans!! Mexicans: *go past submarine*