Rainbow Dash lives an exciting life and is swiftly becoming the most daring, awesome pegasus in all of Equestria. She would gladly give it all up, though, just to confess her love to Applejack.
The doorbell rang.
Humming...
Soft... fuzzy hoofsteps...
Bon Bon opened the apartment door, smiling. "Moshi moshi?" Her eyes twitched. "Oh... you're not the three o'clock masseuse, are you?"
"I'm afraid not," Vinyl droned.
Caramel stuck his head into the doorframe. "Hi, Bon Bon!" He waved with a smile. "I'm here too!"
"Caramel's here too," Viny said.
"Wow! Vinyl!" Bon Bon said loudly out the side of her muzzle. "Caramel! Fancy seeing the two of you here! Visiting! At the front door!"
"Bon Bon, we need to talk to you and Lyra."
"What? Me and Lyra?" Bon Bon laughed squeakily. "Silly musicians! Lyra isn't here!"
"Uhm..." Caramel blinked. "I'm not a musician—"
"Why would you—Caramel and Vinyl Scratch—think that Lyra would be here? She's just a friend! A friend who isn't here!"
"Bon Bon, even if she did try to throw herself out the bedroom window, it's over a fifteen foot drop to the street below," Vinyl said. "Give it up, will you? We've got to talk to the both of you. Now."
"Heheh... Vinyl, you cr-crack me up..." Bon Bon pretended not to swipe away the fresh beads of sweat forming on her brow. "...as if Lyra would ever... ever hang out here without the rest of you girls—"
Lyra trotted into the foyer wearing a bath towel. "Dammit, BB... what do I have to tell you about getting your goddess-damned fruit cereal colored furs strands stuck in my Dream Valley Spring soap—?" She stumbled to a stop, beady eyes locked on the front door. "Awwwwww shit nuggets."
"Ughhhhhhh..." Bon Bon deflated into a face-hoof. "Lyraaaaaa..."
"Damn..." Vinyl's eyes narrowed behind her shades. "It's barely been a week. You two are already that far in?"
"Oh come off it, carpet stain," Lyra droned. "Like you would be such an expert."
"Hmm... touche." Vinyl calmly looked at Bon Bon again. "Anyways, let us in. We need to talk."
"Errrrm..." Bon Bon cuddled the doorframe, hiding her violently blushing mane behind a futile bang of mane hair. "C-can't you see that we're... mmmm... b-busy?"
"From the looks of it... cleaning up from the last time you were," Lyra said.
"Dream Valley Spring...?" Caramel's jaw dropped. "Isn't that—like—super cheap?"
"Hey..." Lyra shrugged. "Not every girl gets her groove on to lavender, princess. Would you kindly mind taking a step back from the door? I know this is an affair to remember, but only between the loins that I choose, thank you very munchkin—"
"Rainbow Dash has dissolved her home," Vinyl firmly said. "And now—from the sound of things—she's about to kill herself over a bucking Marathon." She took a deep breath. "Now are we gonna do something about it or what?"
Lyra and Bon Bon exchanged glances. The unicorn tossed her towels off. "Buck it. Get your asses in here."
"Uh huh." Vinyl stepped in.
"Uhm..." Caramel trotted inside. "Where can I sit?"
"Anywhere that isn't moist," Lyra belched.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand..." Caramel turned around. "Back out I go." Vinyl's magic tugged him back in. "Eeep!"
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Kek
Honestly, laugh tracks, at least personally, take away from the comedy. I mean, if I was going to laugh at something, then just as I'm about to, this odd background laughter kicks in every friggin' 5 seconds, it just doesn't seem as funny.
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I don't really notice laugh tracks much. They're so consistent that I forget that they're there, like the ice cream truck music or the air conditioner. Sometimes I even forget which shows have them.
Great, now I want a sitcom with these four.
A million words on my favorite couple?
Challenge accepted.
I doff my chapeau to you, good writer. That takes dedication, passion and care. You are the highest example of pony words.
huh... I answer the phone the same way. Because telemarketers are fun to mess with.
Honeymoon's not over yet it seems.
7391017 ...You should start reading it first.
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7391017 Disclaimer: be patient. Be... very, very patient.
Snnkt.
7391017 guys...should we tell him?
It seems they were busy.
7391017 Oooooooh boyo. You have no idea what you're in for.
7390935 I hate shows with laugh tracks. I feel that if a show is so poorly written and executed that they have to clue me in to what is supposed to be funny, it's not worth watching. It's like they're saying 'Yo Idiot, laugh now!".
But then again I never liked Seinfeld -- I found the episodes entirely predictable, tedious and generally lame. So I'm obviously weird.
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I get that it's a gag story with an intentionally delayed payoff. I did that in-universe in a story to poke fun at families and sub-societies that have cumbersome, protracted courting rituals. This is a bit longer than most jokes but that too is dedication and devotion.
7391758 I don't actually think it's a gag story, really. It's just, Skirts plans out long arcs and whatnot. This is just on a quite large scale :P
It's not a gag story at all~
7391760 Trying to convince the new meat or yourself there Tchern?
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In a sense it's a gag. Oh a serious gag story, but past about the 700th chapter I think it becomes the definition of that fine line between gag and incredibly sad thing, like that growing realization a friend has some minor mental illness but it's not a problem it just requires more caring.
Just remember, everyone: laughtracks were all recorded in the fifties using rather (*discreet cough*) elderly people - so by now we're listening to the laughter o' the dead. You don't suppose Skirts is trying to tell us something with that, do you?
Oh crap. I caught up...
....
Damn it.
7392315 welcome to hell. Where we all sit anxiously awaiting each chapter with bitter sweet remorse.
We got the promised cuddles. This story should me marked complete in 5... 4... 3...
Forgot the 'L'.
Wow, she must be really embarrassed if even her mane is blushing.
I think someone other than Lyra was supposed to say this, if not, I'm very confused.
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I find that the laughter is infectious. I can watch a hilarious comedy show without a laugh track (typically British) and thoroughly enjoy it while staying completely silent myself. Yet if I watch a mediocre sitcom, I will often find myself giggling along with the laugh track, even though I may not entirely enjoy the show or find it overly funny.