Blaze here, having a few technical difficulties. I can't change my name to 'Real Blaze Burn Crash'
The 'Real' part is for RP, suggested by Real Rainbow Dash.
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A/N: Yet again, short. But it's the only series of event that came to mind. I may change this chapter somewhat to make it longer. Until then, enjoy!
I was walking by Sweet Apple Achres when I met with Big Mac. "Hey there. How's it going?" I asked. "Mighty fine. Apple fam'ly comin' up next month." He replied. "Mind if I come?"
"Eenope. Ya can come down here anytime."
"Okay then, see ya later." I flew off towards Sugarcube Corner to get a cupcake for breakfast. Not many people know, but sugar is a main part of our diet. Pretty 'sweet' huh? "Hey there Blaze! What can I getcha?" Pinkie asked in her usual highly energetic tone. "Surprise me." She bounced off into the kitchen while I put my headphones on. I played 'Rainbow Nukestep' on the Ipod and just sat down, bobbing my head. A minute or so later, my headphones were pulled off. "Hey? Who did that?" I looked behind me and Vinyl Scratch was bobbing her head with the headphones on. *Spromf* "Damnit wings! Why'd you have to do that?" I pulled my wings back in before Vinyl saw. Some ponies were snickering while one was just plain cracking up. Luckily, Vinyl didn't hear any of it. "When I get my dignity back, you'll see." I said through gritted teeth. Vinyl took off the headphones and gave them back to me. "Rad music, where'd you get it?" She asked. Tough question. "Umm... I made it myself. Yeah! I made it." I was smiling awkwardly, looking side to side. "Works for me. Wanna go check out my studio?" I was hopping in circles with joy repeating "yes yes yes yes!". I stopped in midair, noticing the awkward moment. I fell flat on my face, which got everypony to laugh. I got back up, eyes spinning until I shook my head. I've always been the laughing stock, but this? This is crazy. "Are you okay?" Vinyl asked. I brushed off my legs and replied with a smile and a nod. We walked along, having a conversation about music and, for an odd reason, sunglasses. "then I said 'Get back here!' While he ran away like a foal. And that was how I beat up Silver Hoof."
I finished. Vinyl looked at me weird. "I thought you said that you were shopping for a hat." She said. I looked around, seeing nopony near us. "That's what they want you to think."
"Who exactly is 'they'?"
"So you want me to think you're buying hats?"
"You're almost as random as Pinkie." We arrived at a large cement house, with a plain old door in the middle. I looked all around for a single decoration, but all I saw was cement. "This isn't so cheery." We both walked in, me getting a look at the interior design. Also nothing. "Do you have anything in this house?" Vinyl nodded and headed for the stairs. I followed, walking carefully down the steps. Lights flickered on, and about ten tons of musical equipment was stored here. "Holy horseapples! Look at all this stuff!" I flew up to the ceiling, getting a better view. There were things as old as gramophones to things as new as Icolts. Then I found it. The scratch board. I flew down, carefully landing. "So, this is where you make your music?" "No, my rec room is over here." She opened up a door, and a rave party was going on in there, just without the ponies. There was even a punch table! "Sweet! This is the most awesome house I've ever seen!" I flew over to the punch bowl and got a cup. "Want some?" I asked. "No thanks. Not thirsty anyways." Oh well, more for me! I chugged the punch glass by glass, getting a buzz from each drink. There was barely a drop left in the punch. "So, how was your day?" I asked. "Blaze, that's Berry's Punch." I passed out on the floor. I reappeared in the black room. "Hey Spitfire? You there?" I called. She flew out from the darkness. "Yeah, whatcha want?"
"I need to get back to the real world. Isn't it obvious?" I rolled my eyes. Spitfire flew around in the darkness, looking for the portal. She found it, and flew back down. "Here ya go. If you need anything else give me a call." I nodded, and walked to the portal. I stuck a hoof out and it collided with some barrier, sending me flying. I sprawled out my wings to slow me down. I landed with a thud against the back wall. "*Oof*... Okay, what the hay happened?" Spitfire studied me, looking into my eyes then mouth. "Have you been drinking?" She asked. I shook my head, unable to speak due to my mouth being wide open. She closed my mouth, and started pondering. "The only thing I've drank today was punch!" Spitfire facehoofed. "What kind of punch?" She asked. "Vinyl said it was Berry's Punch before I passed out." She started panicking. What was so wrong? I only drank some punch. I hope Berry Punch won't get... wait... Aww horseapples.