[MLP:Fim] Bridle Shores Bar/Downtown thread 2

[TheAmishPirate]

Sandy...had to sit down for a moment. He let out a long breath, rubbing his forehead in disbelief. "Wow. That...wasn't expectin' that."

Ever so helpfully, he remembered where he had heard the story before. Smoothie would be treated to an image of a slightly younger-looking version of Sandy looking bored in a small classroom; some class on Equestrian history, by the looks of it. The instructor was blathering on about a certain pony made of armor, he was more concerned with the slow-moving clock. He remembered thinking, Just sit tight Shores, once you're through this class, you'll never need this- And then the thoughts faded out again.

The irony was not lost on the stallion. He'd have to send a rather apologetic letter back to the Academy. But later. After dealing with the evil armor pony of doom not even the Princesses could fix. Yeah. "So...what all's bein' done? We're not just gonna sit on our flanks waiting for a letter to come back, right? I mean, there's gotta be something we can do."