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// ...The End 
// Story: The Poncho Chronicles I: The Beans 
// by BRyeMC 
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	Morning sunshine came through the windows of the bus rather quickly as Poncho woke up due to the luster of the sunshine. At first, it seemed like an ordinary day, but he remembered about the staff and Charles and everything else associated to them. He looked over his seat and cried. There, in their own seats, was Cannon, Clyde, Patel, Jeb, Sticky, Rivs, and Wahlburn sleeping. His crying became so loud it woke everyone else up. 
“Poncho! I’m trying to sleep!” said Clyde looking at him. He then froze and looked at his hooves. “Wait a second, I’m not dead!”
Upon hearing Clyde speak, Rarity got out of her seat and dove at Clyde, hugging him tightly. “You’re alive!!” She began to cry and kept hugging him tightly, not caring about anything else at that moment. Clyde smiled at her and returned the hug. 
As with the others, chaos erupted as everyone who died was excited and scared on being alive again. The bus was soon filled with tears and crying as everyone was back. Twilight and Poncho gave everyone a quick recap on how everyone was alive and the aftermath of Charles. 
“We should have a PARTY!!” yelled Pinkie and everyone else cheered. 
“That’s fine and all, but why are we still on a bus in the middle of the forest?” asked Rainbow Dash.
Before anyone could answer, the bus door slid open. Quantico stepped on the bus, “Sorry I’m late. Apparently I fell asleep on the road walking back to the bus. I got the parts we needed from a small town about a mile north of here. We can get back on course and be back in no time.” Everyone cheered again. 

After traveling on the road for a majority of the day, night quickly fell. Everyone was in high excitement and joy during the travel. that when night came, they all settled back into seats and either passed out of being tired or just sat and quietly talked between the seats. 
“This was the first night we’ve talked to each other up on that hill,” said Clyde to Rarity as he looked out the window. He saw Altair and Vega shining brightly in the sky, just like that night, which seemed like a month ago. They both were sitting in the back seat of the bus. Beside them, across the aisle, was Patel who has been sleeping since noon that day.
“Yeah, and it’s most definitely not the last.” She snuggled her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Clyde noticed she still had his jacket on from that night on the hill. He remembered even when they were in the cells and as he was dying, she still had it on. Clyde smiled and quickly fell asleep too.
In the front of the bus, Cannon noticed Tyrone with a mini-fridge beside him in the seat. Tyrone was drinking a grape soda that he pulled out from the fridge. “How the hell did you get that?” 
Tyrone looked over at him and laughed. He hit the fridge and the fridge transformed into a small chihuahua. 
“You’re kidding!” They both laughed.

After a few days on the road, Quantico stopped the bus and woke everyone up. “Hate to break it to you, but my GPS was giving me the wrong directions to Ponyville the whole time.”
Alarmed, Twilight spoke up, “Where are we now?” 
Quantico looked at her. “It looks like the GPS took us to South Beach.”





TBC