The MLP Friend Group

by Living Shadow


Passing time in the car

The main 6 and Thunderlane sat with bemused stares as Flash drove the van.

“Hey dudes, this is a really boring drive.” Flash spoke up.

Twilight studied her fingernails, feeling even more annoyed than she had ever been before. “Yeah, Flash. What do want us to do about it? It was your idea to drive to Neighpon instead of taking the plane.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Well...it saves us money...”

“No, it seriously doesn’t. For one,” Twilight pointed her right index finger upwards. “Think of the money we’ll have to spend on gas. I mean, Neighpon is far away. And two, it’s not even POSSIBLE to reach Neighpon by car!”

Flash blinked. “...It isn’t?”

“No!”

“Then why did you guys let me take the car?!”

“We thought you would figure it out eventually, dude,” Rainbow said from the backseat, putting her legs up on the seat in front of her and kicking Thunderlane in the head, who turned and swatted her feet away.

Flash sighed. “Well, what am I supposed to do now?”

Twilight’s eyes caught a glimpse of a passing sign. “There’s an airport at the next exit. If we stop there, we can catch a plane to Neighpon.”

Flash gulped. “I...I can’t do that.”

“Oh? Why not?”

“...I used too much money for the gas.”

Twilight face palmed. “Okay...how much money do you have left?”

“...About $1,224…”

“That is the approximate amount of money needed for a ticket to the capital of Neighpon,” Rainbow said, looking at the details on her laptop (which had a built in wifi system). “So...only one of us can go to Neighpon.”

“How much more money do we need?” Applejack asked.

“Um…” Rainbow entered in digits on the calculator of the computer and winced. “...That would be $8,568 for the rest of us…”

Applejack rifled through her backpack and pulled out the amount of money needed.

Rainbow’s mouth dropped open. “Wha...how...what?”

“I work on a farm, sugarcube,” Applejack said, smirking. “We get a LOT o’ customers ‘round this time o’ year.”

“Alright, so when is the next exit?” Rarity asked.

Rainbow typed for a minute, then winced again. “Um...about an hour away.”

The occupants of the van sighed all at once.

“Well, what now?” Rainbow asked. “We’re already bored out of our minds! I don't know if I can wait an hour.”

Pinkie stretched. “C’mon guys, there must be something to do. There always is!”

“Oh yeah? What if you’re chained up in a room with no windows, barely any space, nothing to think about, and there’s a gag around your mouth?” Rainbow snorted. “Always something to do? Not really. The most you can probably do is roll around a little bit before the torturer comes back.”

“That’s NOT true!! You can count how many fingers you have left each time the torturer cuts one off!”

Rainbow facepalmed.

Rarity glanced up from filing her nails. “Well darlings, there must be something other than this...idle chatter to pass the hour with.”

Applejack turned from the window and looked at all of them. “How ‘bout we make a song? We are in a band after all.”

“Though I’m not, I’ll help.” Flash offered.

Everyone glared at him. “NO ONE WANTS YOUR HELP FLASH!!”

“That was fast...” He made a puppy dog face. “why does nobody love me??”

Rainbow crossed her arms. “...Ughh...that gives me shivers...that’s totally going to work.”

“Um…I think we should let him try…” Fluttershy said quietly.

“No. Way. Have you heard a single song he writes?!”

Flash scratched the back of his head. “They...they’re not that bad…”

“Wanna bet?” Rainbow leaned forward and took out a really beaten up piece of paper out of the front of her backpack. “I kept this paper just because it is so bad, that...well...it’s amusing. Anyways:”

“Today…. I had a hamburger.
It looked like you, sugar.
It was so very good.
So I walked out and put on my hood
At night
Quietly like a bird in flight
I stole more hambugers
Because they were damn good
Hell Yeah.
Burgers for life man!!”

Rairty coughed. “...Um...darling, I don’t mean to be rude...but I really must agree with Rainbow Dash. That was horrifically dreadful.”

“Come on guys. That wasn’t the worst song you’ve heard, was it?” Flash said.

Everyone in the van glanced around at each other. “Actually…it was.”

“Any other idea about what to do?” Rainbow asked leaning back.

“How about a rap battle?” Flash suggested.

Almost everyone in the van facepalmed.