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// 12:03 and Octavia's Real Jorb, Take Two 
// Story: What the Heck 
// by Zytharros 
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Okay. Let's try this again. Hopefully we have enough defense this time to avoid any unintended interruptions. Rainbow Dash! Stop wasting the ammo!

"YEAAAHAAH! DIE BUCKERS DIE!! THIS GUN IS SO AWESOME!"

...I shouldn't have put her in charge of the M16.



Wobtick Dood smirked and kibbutzed with Princess Luna while she was lounging on a chair playing chess with life-sized marshmallow sculptures of fire-breathing humans against Discord. She moved her Bishop three-point-eight squarez Northeast as they talked. Discord offered his suggestions, after which they both pointed and laughed at Octavia.

"What?" she asked.

"You spoke Vietnamese." Discord said through chuckles.

"What? What's Vietnamese?" Octavia asked.

Luna smirked and, barely containing a chuckle, replied, "You said it."

She and Discord laughed as she handed thirty-seven point nine nine two bits to the chaos being, which he promptly turned into wienerschnitzel and consumed with forty-six finger pops coming out of his pinkie finger, which he didn't even stick in his mouth to clean.

Octavia huffed some crack and stumbled out of the meeting hall, intent on destroying or at least derping up six robot masters: Rainbow Cut, Appleguts, Twilight Bomb, Icity, Pinkie Fire, and Eleccershy. Conveniently for her, Icity and Eleccershy had positioned themselves right in front of the door that she had just smashed th-


"Zytharros! Time to move!"

Aww damn! I was hoping not to be interrupted!

"Get the buck outta that bunker!"

I'm goin'! I'm goin, Pinkie! Sheesh. Hope for a time of peace and the Changelings attack. Frickin' Elements of Harm alt-verse... So violent.