I have decided to make this chapter based on one of my favorite episodes.
Enjoy!
Interrogation Room
A red unicorn with a grey mane and tail and a fireman's (or firepony's) helmet is pacing back and forth with a pissed look on his face. His Cutie Mark is a flame.
Hank, Bill, Dale, and Boomhauer are sitting down with worried faces. Hank's glasses and Dale's sunglasses are broken. Bill's face has been burned. Boomhauer has a bandage on his ear.
The red stallion, who was the fire chief, glared at Hank and his friends.
"You guys are in BIG BIG trouble!" he barked. "This is the worst offense I've seen in my 14 years of chief fire investigator!"
Bill immediately stood up from his chair. "Dauterive" he shouted. "comma William Fontaine de la Tour comma..."
Hank snapped. "Comma numbskull comma shut up!" he shouted back.
Dale stood up from his seat. "Well gotta go," he said nervously.
The fire chief glared at Dale. "Sit DOWN." he commanded. "Nobody's going anywhere until I found out how this happened. Now, according to Red Blaze's statement, you were reading books inside Miss Sparkle's library."
Twilight's Library
5 days earlier
Hank, Dale, Boomhauer, and Twilight were busy reading books.
Hank was taking a break from building the grill.
Hank spoke up. "I talked to Bill, he said he was gonna be late today."
Just then, they heard a fire truck outside. Hank and his friends stepped outside to see the fire truck stopped in front of the library.
Twilight chuckled. "There's old Red Blaze and his fire truck" she said. Hank blinked. "Fireponies?" he said. "Oh right, Bill said Pegasuses can control weather, like making it rain, used to put out fires..." Twilight shook her head. "Not just Pegasuses. They allow unicorns and Earth ponies who are willing to help Ponyville." she explained.
A light red Pegasus came out of the fire truck. Bill also came out of the fire truck with a firepony's helmet. Hank, Dale, and Boomhauer looked at him with surprised looks.
He ran to his friends. "I'm a firepony!" he shouted with a grin. "I'm a..."
Bill suddenly tripped over a stone. Hank sighed at his clumsiness.
The red Pegasus, who was named Red Blaze, walked up to Hank. "Professional fireponies got the red flu this morning, leaving just us volunteers." he said. "They're holding out for a raise"
Hank spoke up. "They're striking? Well sir, fires don't go on strikes, I tell you what"
Red Blaze smiled. "Your friend Bill came to volunteer. He suggested I volunteer you ponies."
Red Blaze looked at Dale and Boomhauer. "How about the rest of you ponies?" he asked. "You interested?"
"You talking about firemen man? Dang o', talking about 'Rampart 51, Rampart 51. Dang old emergency man.' I got dem shows on tape, man. Dang o' I'd love to help, man."
"Fact." Dale said. "Volunteer fireponies receive sirens for their personal vehicles. Fact!" Dale suddenly realized he has no car or Bugobago. "Oops, never mind" he said.
Hank smiled. Sure he loved propane but he had always wanted to be a fireman, or firepony.
Hank and his friends, in ecstasy, ran to the fire truck.
Outside Ponyville Fire Station
The next day
Hank and his friends are practicing how to use a fire hose. Red Blaze lid a trash can on fire and told Hank and his friends to aim at the base of the fire.
"I don't get it," Dale said while lighting his homemade cigarette. "I'm a Pegasus so can't I just bring a cloud in or something."
Red Blaze shook his head. "Sometimes a fire situation can involve everypony except Pegasuses so it's important that they learn how to handle fires without the use of clouds. Besides, Your friends need to learn how to handle the hose."
He told his partner Flame, a fat red Earth pony with a flame as a Cutie Mark, to turn on the faucet.
Dale had trouble aiming at the base of the fire. Hank shouted. "C'mon Dale! Straighten it out! Watch where you're aiming!"
Dale soon lost control and the fire hose wet Hank, Bill, and Boomhauer. Red Blaze sighed, flew to the sky, formed a rain cloud and put out the fire with rain. Hank, Bill, and Boomhauer glared at Dale as they were drying themselves.
Dale grinned nervously. "Wasn't my fault." he said nervously. "My mask fogged up."
Hank walked towards Dale, opened his mask, and took out the cigarette. "Dammit Dale. The safety and welfare of Ponyville is at stake. Get serious!"
Hank threw the cigarette to the floor and stomped on it.
Flame motioned something to Red Blaze.
Red Blaze nodded. "Good idea Flame. Alright! It's time you ponies met the Jaws"
Flame took out the Jaws and showed it to Hank and his friends, who were all awed at the sight of the Jaws.
Red Blaze explained, "Jaws of Life AKA the Jaws. Victim's trapped in something, this baby will peel it like an orange"
Flame used the Jaws to tear through a metal trash can.
Dale took out a ripe orange. "Yeah? Well, let's see what it does with a REAL orange" he said with a smirk.
Inside Ponyville Fire Station
After some intense training
Bill and Boomhauer are playing ping pong. Dale, Flame, and Red Blaze are sitting on a couch, reading magazines. Hank walked in.
"Blaze I'd thought I'd go ahead and sharpen all the axes" Hank suggested
"Hank's a lumberjack and he's OK" Dale sang.
Both Dale and Flame started laughing. Hank glared at Dale.
"Relax Hank!" Red Blaze replied. "We're off the clock. Hey, say hello to Old Smokey, one of Ponyville's first firepony volunteers!"
He pointed to a dark red stallion with a gray mane and tail and wrinkly skin just like Granny Smith's. Hank walked up to Old Smokey.
"Well, what an honor, sir." Hank said, lifting his hoof for a hoofshake. "Hank Hill."
Old Smokey just burped and said: "Ain't you the idiot that screamed so hard, all of Ponyville heard it? I was taking my afternoon nap that day. Idiot."
Hank sighed. "Um, sorry about that."
Old Smokey rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm retired now. Who unplugged my sign?" Old Smokey said as he pointed to an electric "Dos A" Apple Cider sign.
"Smokey, you know you can't plug it in." Red Blaze replied. "It don't work right."
Dale stood up. "I'll get it for ya!"
Dale plugs it back in, but receives an electric shock in the process. Flame started to chuckle.
The next day
Hank and his friends were riding on the firetruck. Boomhauer was at the back of the truck. While Dale and Bill were at the front seat. Hank was driving.
Hank spoke to Dale and Bill. "Alright, let's talk about oxygen tanks. The cylinder gauge should be within how many PSI of the regulator gauge? Anyone?"
There was a short silence until Dale broke it.
"I am protesting the results of last night's ping pong tournament." he said. "Boomhauer cannot play the ball off of Bill's head!"
"No...we all agreed my head's in the play." Bill replied.
Hank noticed the fillies and the colts from school playing a pony version of football. All of them were muddy from playing.
Hank smirked and said through the fire truck's intercom: "In the first round the Dallas Cowboys select Apple Bloom left tackle. Heh heh."
The fillies and colts ran towards at the firetruck. Apple Bloom smiled at Diamond Tiara.
"I told ya mah friend's son was a firepony." she said.
Diamond Tiara frowned. "He's a volunteer." she said.
Silver Spoon frowned with her. "Yeah. A volunteer." she said.
Bill suddenly gritted his teeth the minute he heard two familiar voices. "Great." he whispered. "It's Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon..."
Dale raised his eyebrow. "So that's the Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon Bill was talking about..." he thought.
Scootaloo shouted. "Oh! Mr. Gribble! Remember me? It's Scootaloo!"
Dale chuckled. "How can I forget you Scootaloo?" he said.
"We're muddy!" Scootaloo shouted. "Can you hose us off?"
Dale smirked as he got off the truck. "Sure! I'll open up the hydrant."
Hank frowned. "Dale, the hydrants are for fire emergencies."
Silver Spoon smirked. "They don't know how to open a hydrant." she said.
Diamond Tiara laughed. "Because they're volunteers." she said coldly.
Hank and Bill glared at Diamond Tiara.
"Miss, you're about to get VERY, VERY wet." Hank said.
"The wettest you will be, you two little bitches." Bill whispered.
Hank immediately turned to his friends and shouted, "Firepony Gribble! Drill time! Get me the hydrant wrench! Mr. Boomhauer, I need you to run a 3 inch hose! Bill, hook it up!"
Each of Hank's friends followed their orders. Boomhauer took the hose from the truck, Bill hooked it up, and Dale got the hydrant wrench. Dale tries to turn the wrench on the hydrant but can't.
"It's stuck" he muttered.
Hank pushed Dale to the side. "That's because you're turning it the wrong way. Give me the wrench!"
Bill's eyes widen. "No! Wait!"
The hydrant suddenly shot water on Bill.
"Shut it off!" Hank shouted. "SHUT IT OFF!"
Dale attacked the hydrant with the wrench. Hank pushed him aside and tried to shut it off.
"Dammit Dale! You stripped the bolt!" Hank yelled.
"Wasn't me." Dale muttered as Bill was getting wet.
Boomhauer ran towards the hydrant with the Jaws.
"Hey man yo dang o git out the way man," he shouted.
"Quit it, knuckle head!" Hank shouted. "The Jaws ain't for that!"
Boomhauer ignored Hank and cut through the hydrant, creating a geyser of water.
All the colts and fillies stood there with shocked looks on their faces.
Hank, Dale, Bill, and Boomhauer just stood there. Dale suddenly used his wings to fly away. "If anypony asks, it was Diamond's and Silver's fault!" he shouted as he flew away.
Bill pointed to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. "YA HEARD THAT? IT'S YOU TWO BRATS' FAULT!" he shouted furiously before running away.
Interrogation Room
"So you were the ones who busted that hydrant. We got an anonymous call it was a bunch of fillies"
Dale spoke up. "Bunch of fillies? I gave you names! Tiara, Diamond! Spoon, Silver!"
Bill spoke up. "It was Dale."
Boomhauer stood up. "Dang o Dale who took dem Jaws of Life," he muttered as he bonked Dale and Bill's heads together with his wings.
Hank sighed. "The hydrant's the least of our problems. He doesn't care about that."
"He's right." the chief barked. "I don't. You have half-wits could be looking at jail time!"
Dale cleared his throat. "Uh...my name is Shackleford. Rusty Shackleford. I refuse to speak without my attorney"
Dale stood up and took off his hat. "I am Mr. Shackleford's attorney, Rusty Shackleford." he said. "My client pleads insanity."
Bill stood up. "My name is Dauterive comma Bill...and I am also insane." he said.
Hank just groaned as he put his hoof to his face.
Dale took out a letter and a pen.
The fire chief got angry. "Gribble, you've had your letter" he said.
"I know but now I'm making it as Rusty Shackleford." Dale said as he wrote a letter to Rainbow Dash.
"You see what I have to deal with?" Hank replied.
The fire chief sighed. "Let's just get back to the matter at hand. Now, after you broke the fire hydrant..."
Inside Ponyville Fire Station
After the hydrant incident
Hank and his friends are resting, trying not to think about what happened.
Hank spoke up. "Please guys. We've been given a once in a lifetime opportunity here, now let's not do anything more to screw this up. Now how about running some ladder carry drills?"
"Not interested." Dale replied. "You pushed me aside and made me look like a fool in front of those poor children, including Scootaloo."
Old Smokey suddenly woke up and looked at Dale. "Hey sage. Plug in my 'Dos A' sign will ya?"
"Better not Dale." Hank said. "Remember? It doesn't work right."
Dale just sang as he reached to plug in the sign.
Big Adventures
Tons of Fun
A Beautiful Heart
Faithful and Strong
Sharing Kindness
Is a easy feat
Bill smiled while Dale smirked. "What can I say? I'm a quick learner" he said as he put the plug in the outlet.
Hank glared at Dale and unplugged the sign. "I said not to" he said sternly.
And magic makes it all complete Dale sang as he crossed his arms.
Bill took out a can labeled VEGGIES.
"Hey I found a can with all kinds of vegetables." he said. "You know, I bet we can use this lid as...a Frisbee! Catch Hank!"
Bill, by accident, threw the lid at Boomhauer's ear.
Boomhauer immediately got up and shouted. "What the dang ol' ear man. What are you think you doing man? Dang o' fatty belt buckle man"
Boomhauer took the lid and threw it, missing Bill and hitting a window.
Red Blaze walked in. "What the...? What's going on back here?"
Hank spoke up. "I'll take care of it. Boomhauer, put some ice on that ear. Bill, you fix the window. Dale, you..."
Dale stood up, waving his hoofs in front of him. "No! No more orders! Blaze, I cannot work with this man here. I want a transfer!"
Hank shouted, "Dale, shut up! You're acting like an idiot!"
Do you know you're all my very best friends? Dale sang furiously.
Red Blaze shouted, "That's enough! Now either you ponies get along, or I'll find four others who can!"
Hank dropped his jaw, along with his friends.
Inside Ponyville Fire Station
Nighttime
Hank walked in the fire station and saw that inside was messy. He was carrying an apple pie wrapped in tin foil. He saw Boomhauer reading a magazine Bill and Dale playing volleyball with the fire hose.
"You can't use the fire hose like that!" he shouted. "You'll damage the elasticity!"
"Whatcha got under the foil Mr. Party Pooper?" Dale replied. "Some Party Poop?"
"Um...Applejack made some apple pie for us" Hank said while taking down the fire hose.
"Hey yo." Boomhauer replied as he got up to bake the pie.
He took the apple pie and took it to the oven.
Bill talked to Dale. "Hey Dale, I was ahead when Hank ruined our game, so I win right?"
"Wrong." Dale said. "You automatically lose. But I'll go double or nothing on the ping pong court"
"Alright" Bill said. "OK" Dale said.
They both went to the ping pong table to play ping pong.
Moments later...
Hank is trying to sleep but Bill and Dale are still playing ping pong.
"OK fellas. Time to hit the hay! Knock it off!" he shouted.
"The game's not over." Dale shouted back.
"Pick it up tomorrow!" Hank shouted furiously.
Boomhauer took the pie from the oven.
"Hey man heads up man dang o' hot apple pie man" he shouted.
Hank went to the ping pong table and took the ball.
"Give me the ball dammit" he shouted.
He crushed the ball with his hoof.
"There." he said.
Bill looked at the ball then took Hank's glasses, put them on the floor, and stomped on them.
"There!" Bill said happily.
Hank gave Bill an angry glare almost as worst as "The Stare"
Bill grinned nervously.
"Dang it Bill!" Hank shouted as he chased Bill. "That was my only pair of glasses!"
"Dang it Hank! That was our only ball!" Dale shouted back.
Dale took the apple pie from Boomhauer and threw it at Hank.
Hank ducked and the apple pie hit Bill. Bill took out the pie and screamed in pain. His face was burned. He threw the pie at Dale.
"Hey man dang ol' put a scarf on that man," Boomhauer replied.
Dale dodged the pie and laughed at Bill.
"My face hurts." Bill muttered.
Hank started to chase Bill.
"And it's gonna match your flank when I'm done kicking it!"
Hank chased Bill, who was running up the stairs.
"Why are there so many stairs?-!" Bill shouted as he ran up the stairs. "Damn you, King Sombra!-!"
Hank ended up bumping into walls because of his lack of glasses.
He chased Bill until Bill went to the fire pole and ended up stuck on the fire pole. Hank sighed and went back to bed.
"GOOD NIGHT!" he muttered as he shut off the light from the lamp.
Then he heard sounds coming from the ping pong table.
"ARE YOU GUYS PLAYING WITH THAT BUSTED BALL NOW? !" he shouted.
Hank grabbed his mane and let out a deep groan.
He wen to the ping pong table and took the ball.
Red Blaze came in. "I've got bad news ponies." he said sadly. "Old Smokey died. Nature causes."
Hank, Dale, and Boomhauer became disappointed.
Bill just farted. Red Blaze became mad.
"Oh for crying out loud!" he hissed as he left.
The next day
The fire chief, Red Blaze, Flame, Cotton, Kahn, and the Mane 6 are in Old Smokey's funeral. Hank and his friends are bringing the coffin to the grave.
Hank's glasses were fixed improperly with tape.
"C'mon Hank pick up the pace!" Dale spoke up.
"I can't see where I'm going...Damn you Bill" he said while glaring at Bill.
"Shh! Man dang o disrespectful man" Boomhauer whispered. "Dang o LIFT Bill!"
"I AM! It's Dale!" Bill replied. "He's faking it!"
"Am not." Dale said. His hoof was below the coffin.
Hank became mad.
"Dale, no wonder my end feels so heavy." he said. "Get your hands on the casket!"
"It's bad luck!" Dale replied.
Hank's glasses fell and as he reached down to grab them, he fell down the open grave, along with his friends. Boomhauer, by accident, grabbed Old Smokey's funeral pants.
"Told ya it was BAD LUCK" Dale muttered.
Everyone else looked down on the open grave with shocked faces except Cotton, who was smirking and chuckling.
Inside Ponyville Fire Station
Hank and his friends are resting. Hank has a pissed look on his face.
Dale tried to talk to him. "Hank I wanna offer..."
"DON'T." Hank interrupted.
Dale continued. "I mean I just wanted to..."
"NO." Hank interrupted. "YOU CANNOT SPEAK TO ME EVER AGAIN."
"That goes for me too, faker," Bill replied as he ate cupcakes.
"Why don't you eat some cupcakes?" Dale talked back. "That's all you ever do is eat cupcakes. No wonder you WERE bald and your wife left you on Earth"
"Dang ol' amen" Boomhauer muttered.
"Hey...I'm burned" Bill said as he pointed to his burnt face.
"All of you, go to bed" Hank spoke up.
"Its 4 in the afternoon!" Dale replied.
"What did I tell you about talking to me?" Hank said.
Bill stood up.
"Stop the fighting!" he shouted. "This is no way to honor the memory of Old Smokey!"
Dale sighed.
"I think I shall honor Smokey's memory by plugging in his beloved 'Dos A' Apple Cider sign." Dale said as he plugged in the sign. Hank unplugged it. Dale plugged it back in it.
Just then the fire alarm went off.
Hank was suddenly happy. "Our first fire! C'mon!"
Hank and his friends prepared and went to the fire truck and headed out to the fire, which was at Sugar Cube Corner.
As Hank and his friends arrived at their destination, they got out of the truck and went to the fire...
...only to see Red Blaze put out the last fire.
"Fire's out, ponies" he said.
Hank sighed. "Oh. Well, that's good, I guess?"
"I was down at the street having a plaque made." Red Blaze said. "I'd thought we'd rename the station 'Old Smokey Firehouse' since he didn't get a DECENT BURIAL."
All of a sudden, they heard people screaming "FIRE!"
"Where is it? !" Red Blaze shouted.
Hank narrowed his eyes as he looked at the source of the screaming ponies.
"Oh my God..." he muttered.
The fire station was burning to the ground.
Hank and his friends arrived.
"Where do you want us chief?" he asked.
"Back in the grave with Old Smokey!" the fire chief shouted back.
Dale took the plaque and put it on top of the ruins.
"Ahem. I hereby dedicate you the 'Old Smokey Firehouse'" he said.
Interrogation Room
Hank spoke up.
"Sir, I've kept a journal of all the violations these 3 nincompoops committed and I'd be happy to turn..."
Dale interrupted Hank.
"I've read that journal, it's all lies! Hank did it! Bill did it too! I BEG THEM NOT TO! !"
Bill stood up and started to choke Dale.
"Why you chicken-necked flank, I'll KILL YOU! ! !" Bill screamed as he got up and started to beat up Dale.
Eventually the rest of the guys (ponies?) started fighting.
"Oh for Celestia's sakes..." the fire chief muttered as he used his magic to stop the fighting.
Hank and his friends stopped fighting.
The fire chief became more pissed.
"Well, I'd thought you guys had reached your peak when you pants Old Smokey in his funeral." he said with a frown. "But then you outdid yourself by burning down your own FIRE HOUSE!"
"Not me." Hank replied. "It was these screw ups."
"Well maybe this is a wrong time to bring this up, but we are only volunteers." Bill replied nervously.
"We're going to go over every minute about what happened before you lame brains left for Sugar Cube Corner." the fire chief growled. "Then I'll know which one of you to bring up on charges."
Hank and his friends gulped at the same time.
The fire chief pointed at Dale.
"Gribble you first" he growled.
Dale spoke up. "Well, as usual..."
Dale's story
A buff Dale is smoking and checking the smoke alarm.
...I was performing fire safety checks on the station house.
Bill ate apple pie without his hooves.
Bill had his face buried in apple pie.
Hank screamed at Dale like a drill instructor.
Hank was giving orders for a change.
Boomhauer was working on his tan.
And Boomhauer thought being a firepony meant a chance to work on his tan. Of course he didn't realize his tanning lotion had been replaced by some IcyHot Hank bought for top secret purposes.
Dale laughed as he saw Boomhauer trying to wipe the IcyHot off of him.
But then the fire alarm went off, and Boomhauer knocked over his tanning lamp as he bolted upright. I raced for the firetruck at lightning speed.
Dale smirked and then flicked the lit cigarette to the ground.
"Uh...Uhh...That's all I remember" Dale muttered.
"No way" Boomhauer grumbled. "Dang o' Gribble tell dang o crazy crap man. I'll tell what happened man. Dang o' truth man Bill man throw BOOM right in my ear man."
Boomhauer's story
Dale was disabling the fire alarm.
"Hey man tell you what dang o detector talk about government freedom of smoke man tell you what dango yeah man. " Dale said.
He bumped into Hank, who had a pissed look on his face.
"Hey man I'll tell you what man dang o boy ain't right man talk about kick him dang o ass man" Hank said.
Boomhauer spoke up.
"For Celestia's sakes, Hank. Act like a grown stallion, man. And keep it down ponies, will you? I am trying to get through an article on Gabby Gums and I've been on the same dang page for 20 minutes." Boomhauer said.
Bill took out apple pie from a toaster oven.
"Dang ol' pretty pretty pie I tell you what" Bill said.
Bill had forgotten the toaster oven as it began to burn.
"So you're saying that Bill left the oven on?" the fire chief said.
"Not true." Bill replied. "OK. I have a weakness for pies..."
Bill's story
A fatter pony version of Bill, with no mane or tail, took out the pie out of the oven.
"...I have a lot of weaknesses, actually but I remember turning off the oven!"
He began to eat it without hooves. He then took out a bag of marshmallows and began cooking one marshmallow over the stove.
"Let's see. Uh...then I had myself a little dessert...Oh my..."
He had forgotten the stove as it began to burn.
"Uhhhhh...OK...uhhhhh...so I turned off the toaster oven, just like I said!" Bill said.
"Well what happened after the fire alarm went off?" the fire chief replied.
"Uhh...I was in the garage. Dale was switching the oxygen tanks." Bill explained.
"What do you mean switching the tanks?" the fire chief replied.
"Why would you switch the oxygen tanks?" Hank spoke up to Dale.
Dale answered, "Oh let's face it. Me, Bill, and Boomhauer had no idea what we were doing. You're the only real firepony among us. I saw your tank was running low and mine was full. And I'd know you'd need every molecule of oxygen to carry our charred bodies out of that raging inferno"
Hank smiled at Dale's selflessness while the fire chief said, "So! The fire could have been caused by Gribble's smoking, Boomhauer's tanning, or Dauterive's cooking"
"It could have been, but it wasn't." Hank spoke up. "And I'd tell you why it wasn't I tell you what"
Hank's story
We had finally realized our boyhood dreams...
...we became firefighters...
...except instead of fighting fires we were busy fighting each other.
Anyway, the fire alarm went off...
...And I sprung into action.
I turned off the lamp...
...turned off the stove...
...and put out the cigarette.
I ran toward the fire truck and saw Dale fiddling on the back. I didn't know he was busy switching the oxygen tanks, awfully nice thing to do since we weren't on speaking terms.
"Still aren't." Dale interrupted.
Hank continued his story.
Then I pulled my blinker on to pull out.
Wait a minute...
...I remember seeing some kind of yellow light in the mirror.
I know what caused that the fire!
Somepony plugged in that stupid 'Dos A' Apple Cider sign!
"And I'll tell you what that somepony had to be!" Hank said as Dale started to shake in fear.
"that somepony had to be..." Hank said before he looked at Dale began to shake more.
Hank remembered Dale's selfless act and then said, "...Old Smokey."
"I did not...OLD SMOKEY!" Dale interrupted.
"Yup. Smokey loved that sign. But the dang thing didn't work right. It was just a real fire hazard. Isn't that right, Dale?" Hank said.
"Uhhh...Yes. Old Smokey must of plugged that sign in the last time he was in the station. What a MORON, may he rest in peace. Right, Bill?" Dale said.
"Right. Sounds like Smokey." Bill said, nodding.
Hank, Bill, and Dale looked at Boomhauer, hoping he would agreed with them.
'Tell you what man go drag Smokey's name through the mud, man. Dang o DALE's the one who did it man dang o leave Old Smokey alone man" Boomhauer said while pointing to Dale.
The fire chief thought for a while and and replied, 'So each of everyone of you believes that Old Smokey started that fire"
Everyone nodded, except Boomhauer, who just sighed.
The fire chief sighed. "Well it doesn't surprise me." he muttered. "I told him a half a dozen times not to plug in that sign. I don't know. Smokey was one buck of a firepony. I'd hate to soil his good name."
"Well, I guess we could just call it an electrical fire" Hank suggested. "Accidents do happen."
The fire chief thought for a moment.
"Good idea. That's what we'll do" he said.
He opened the door. "You're free to go" he muttered as he left the room.
As he left, Bill told his friends: "Well I heard Applejack's looking for some ponies for the Applebuck Season"
"NO." Hank interrupted.
"It's all the apple cider we can drink!" Bill said with a smile.
Hank eventually smiled.
"OK." he said. "I could use a cider."
"Yup," Dale said.
"Yup," Bill said.
"Mmm hmm," Boomhauer said.
Hank and his friends exited out of the room.
"Anypony sensing Deja Vu?" Dale said as they went out of the room.
Sweet Apple Acres
Nighttime
As Big Macintosh went into his room, he noticed Cotton throwing homemade darts at a poorly drawn picture of Big Macintosh.
Big Macintosh started to growl but immediately calmed down.
He went to his room with a scowl on his face.
"I'll talk to that Cotton fella." he growled. "And if he doesn't listen to me, I'd MAKE him."
He didn't notice that Cotton was listening to him.
With a smirk, Cotton whispered, "We'll see, you red son of a bitch...we'll see..."