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// XIX 
// Story: What the Heck 
// by Zytharros 
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Apple Bloom and Rumble woke up in a cave, lit by glass panels on the roof. No one knew how they got there. They were just there. The cave's walls were normal cave walls. The floor, however, was a mixture of marble, wood plank, and steel set up into a singular material called wometite.

"How the hell did we get down here?" Apple Bloom asked.

"How the hell would I know?" Rumble retorted. He pulled out a thousand shades and put them over his eyes. "More shades make you cooler," he informed.

"...Yeah, so... how are we gettin' out?" Apple Bloom asked.

"Blow me."

Apple Bloom did a double-take. "What?"

"Blow me."

Thinking that was weird, Apple Bloom took in a breath of air and exhaled it through pursed lips at Rumble's face.

"Ahh... that's a good blow job."

Apple Bloom went red. "Erm, kay.. how does that help us get out?"

"Doesn't. It just gives me extra... Swaaaaaaaaag..."

Apple Bloom facehooved. "So, are you just goin' t' stand there and look useless or are y'all gonna help me find a way out?"

Rumble procured a bottle of vodka from unknown places and shot the entire bottle down. "Blow me."

The filly groaned.