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// Chapter 1 
// Story: The Adventures of Punfusion Iron-Knee 
// by Punguinhelper 
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	“Well this is a pheasant sight related to what we have seen don’t ‘cha think?” a night blue pegasus colt with a long mane, the coloring of blue similar to his coat, and red, a short tale of the past, not to mention he had a short tail the colors of his mane, a cutie mark of a blurb, and the right foreleg’s knee of iron, said while flying, to his feathered companyon his back.  The bird  was ordinary- for one of its species. It was black on its back, and white on the front, except for the neck and head. Its head was completely black and its neck was a beautiful shade of orange. It had eyes of green. It had feathered flippers off to its side. It was in fact a Punguin. The pegasus  was looking at his surrounding airy-a, he found what he was looking for a nice clearing to land in. 

“Want some mead-oh wait we’re two young,” The childish colt chuckled at his joke as he landed smoothly in the meadow.  The pegasus urged the punguin to get off his vertebrae. The punguin complied and hopped of his buddy’s back. 

The punguin replied “Oh, silly Punfusion, always with the punny yolks of the bad eggs of punguins, I guess when I gave you a crack at them you loved them to your age. Though I must inquire what pheasant do you see beyond me?” The colt simply replied by beckoning  his friend into the wooded area around the meadow. The wooded area quickly turned into a dark forest as they walked along.

Just as quickly as they walked into the forest, they walked out into a bright meadow. This land was brilliant, and not just the light which shone brighter than it did in the clearing, but the landscape. A gargantuan tree stood in the center of the grassland. A small stream trickled underneath a bridge. Adjacent to the tree was a chicken coop. and throughout the entire area critters lived in harmony.

Punfusion was smitten by its beauty, “Wow!” was all he managed to mutter. He took in all the colors and nature, for most of Punfusion’s life all he had seen was white save for seaweed. Then Punfusion was taken out of his trance when he felt a slap against his rear left leg. “Oh, right pheasantry,” Punfusion pointed over towards the chicken coop, “Look there, Map,” he stated simply.

“A chicken coop in the middle of no where? Oh well, maybe I could get them to perform a chicken dance,” Map replied. As soon as The punguin said those words an orange pegasus filly with a purple mane and no cutie mark exited the chicken coop. 

Punfusion  joked, “Well there is a chicken now get her to dance.” After saying those words he noticed something about the young filly, she seemed unhappy. “Wait Map, forget that. She’s in the chicken coop of no where and upset maybe something happene-” He was cut off when he saw a yellow pegasus mare with a pink mane approach the young filly.

“Map, take cover in the bushels!” quietly exclaimed Punfusion.

“Erm, why?” asked Map

“Just trust me, OK?”

“No I am going over there to get directions to the closest settlement, and I am going to hope neither of them say 'in the stream' like I know somepony would!” With that Map waddled over to the pegasi duo.