Seriously.

by in10secondsflat

First published

A serious story about everyday life as Big Mac.

Basically, I was told that I should write something "serious." I felt, at first, that this person was both largely hypocritical and made no logical points; however, now, I have to prove myself here. It's all serious.

This is a serious tale, about something really serious. Nothing random or strange about this. Totally serious.

Well, in a pointless sort of way.

Warning: don't read if you don't like drawn out pointlessness. I personally place it right below Gumwona shipping, in terms of my favorite

Trains are Serious Business.

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(Note: this chapter will be much more serious than that almost semi-emotional chapter before this. It will be much more serious. Seriously.)

The train to Appleoosa drove continually in almost one direction; this direction was forward. The train went mostly forward, only swerving slight to the left, and the right, for large rocks, or hills that were too steep to drive over. The reason it went forward were because the train tracks were below it, and the train was following the train tracks. If the train wasn't following the train tracks, the train could crash, possibly into a large rock or a hill that was too steep to drive over. This could, in effect, possibly kill somepony, which would be both unnecessary and unwanted. It would also damage the train.

The reason the train tracks were going, for the most part, in one direction, was because that was the way they were placed. They were also placed so that the train wouldn't hit a very large rock or a hill that was too steep to drive over, as the train was following the tracks.

The reasoning behind how the tracks were placed was because the pony who had placed them down had a machine that placed them down for the ponies who was supposed to be placing them down, but really weren't. They had a machine to do that, and the machine was doing all of the work for them. Even if they had hooves, they really could have been more considerate of that machine. It wasn't even getting paid, and it was doing all of the work for them.

Well, not all of the work. It didn't do all of the work for them. It only did most of the work for them. They did make the machine do what they wanted it to, as well. They still did very little, in comparison, however. All they did was make sure the ponies on the train didn't run into any large rocks or hills that were too steep to drive over. The machine was overworked, and made almost nothing.

Anyways, there were ponies on this train. Six of them.