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// Music and Cloudsdale 
// Story: Camp Friendship 
// by Imperfect Perfectionist 
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"And that's Lyra and Bon Bon!" Pinkie finished, pointing at the two mares sitting on a bench. Pinkie had decided to help David meet everypony in Ponyville. "Hi!" David waved a hoof, gaining a cheerful and friendly response Everybod- Oops, I mean everypony here is so nice!. He enthused to himself.

"This is fucking bullshit!" A voice cried. A very familiar voice cried. David spun around to see a young unicorn colt on some kind of breakdown. "Neil?!" David asked, galloping up to the unicorn, who stared at him for a few seconds, before groaning. "Great. Just great. Like my day couldn't get any worse!" Neil rubbed his horn angrily. 

"Neil, have you met Pinkie Pie? I know your going to get along just great!" David enthused, only for Pinkie to appear and shove her face so close their muzzles were touching. "My names Pinkie Pie, but you can call me-"

BAM!

Pinkie stumbled back, clutching her bloody nose. "Neil! Why would you do that?!" David cried, inspecting the damage. "Uh, stranger danger? Personal Space? Keeping my virginity on lock down?" Neil offered with a shrug.

"Neil, do you know why we're here?" David asked. Neil sighed, before trotting away from the streets. "Walk with me. Alone" he slipped on shades, with David following behind. "Are you sure that Pinkie can't be here?"Neil glanced at him, though it was hard to see from the glasses covering his eyes. "Who?"

"Oh, she's my new friend! She was the pink pony you thought was a prostitute and knocked out! She's really nice! We have so much in common!" Neil whipped his head around so fast, his glasses fell off his face.

"Does she like singing songs?"

"Yep!"

"Fun activities?"

"You betcha!"

"Making friends?"

"And who doesn't?"

"Faces every way with optimism?"

"Yes!"

Neil rolled his eyes. "If Max is in this dimension, he cannot meet her" he said, starting to walk once more. "Why not?" David asked. The unicorn didn't look back as he said "because if so, odds are Max will kill himself."





Rainbow Dash's house was exactly why Gwen was calling her 'The Lesbian.' She bet that if she stabbed the clouds, they would bleed gay- I mean rainbow.

Cloudsdale wasn't much better. What kind of name was that? What was a dale? The other ponies looked like a rainbow and a horse banged. It was kind of creepy really, especially with the way the all greeted each other with smiles on their faces.

She had to get directions from a wall eyed pegasus who could only be bribed in muffins. She had hit a new low in her life when she was getting directions from a creature that couldn't even see straight. 

Right now Gwen was staring down from the edge of one of the clouds, mentally measuring the drop before dive bombing to the ground. The wind practically ripped her hair right out of it's roots as she plummeted. Blinking the tears from her eyes, Gwen saw that she ground was much closer than she thought, and if she didn't stop soon, all that would be left was a smear on the ground.

Panicking, she threw out her wings, curving her hooves closer to her body. The effect was instantaneous; she jolted to a stop centimeters above the grassy field, feeling like she had just been punched in the stomach from stopping so quickly. 

Gwen raised an eyebrow as she surveyed the area. As mentioned before, she was in a grassy field. The grass was so high that it was taller than her, except for a small area around her. Gwen was going so fast, and had stopped so suddenly that there was a perfect twenty meter circle surrounding her.

"Huh" she said, before shrugging and trotting off, feeling like her wings, which were throbbing lightly, could use a break. A nice long break.

Unknown to the girl, high up in the clouds, somepony was watching her. . .