All That Glitters
By the Ministry of Practical Chaos' Monster Hunters (yay!)
Aug 24th 2013, south bound to Ponyville.
Wordsmith smiled at his work, tilted his head a few times to make sure it was alright, then passed it off to the pony to his left, and into the hooves of Random Thought. "BY CELESTIA Your writing's hard to read!" He then read the page, and flipped to a fresh one. "I don't have to write that much, do I?"
"Just write what you want, as much as you want and pass it on." Wordsmith replied with a smirk. "And sorry for any misspellings, I don't have my dictionary with me."
Random Thought grumbled something under his breath as he took the quill in his magic and began writing.
"Oh no, I ran out of paper... Can I use another sheet?"
"No way." Discord said with a frown. "Screwball is next, and I'm after her, and you took long enough as it is! Now pass the paper."
Random glared at his disguised boss and passed the pad, quill and ink to Screwball. She read the sheet that Random Thought had written on and started to giggle. "What's so funny?"
"For a pony named Random Thought, this is pretty straight forward, I mean. It's really short!"
"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" Almost everypony in the car shouted back at Screwball, making her blush hard.
"What I meant was, you didn't leave much to offer."
"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!"
"Okay, that joke is old, and overused." She then quickly began to scribble down her part of the story.
"Alright, I'm outta room." Screwball said with a smile.
"Gimme that paper already!" Discord said as he tried to grab the paper with his hoof, only for everything to fall to the ground. "Ugh... really? Stupid hooves, they're an inconvenient way to end any limb, let alone all four of them."
"Hey, hooves are perfectly convenient," Random Thought said with a frown.
"Hmm, tell you what my little underling." He then reached into his saddle bags and pulled out a revolver. "If you can fire this without using magic, I'll believe you."
Random quickly snatched the gun out of Discord's magic and tried to force his hoof into the small trigger guard designed for a gryphon to grip with it's talons. "I'll figure this out!"
"Mhmm, you have fun with that." Discord muttered as he picked up everything with his magic and started his page.
Discord put the final words on paper and began to pass it back to Wordsmith. "Here, I ran out of room so, I think that we have to go around again."
"Oh no you don't, you forgot about me!"
The rest of the ponies looked around, and spotted Hearth Stone was sitting in a chair across the aisle. "OH It's you, I forgot you were there." Discord mumbled to himself.
"I didn't reconize you without your uniform." Screwball commented.
"Seriously? I'm the only pony on this train with bat wings, and you forget I'm here?"
"Alright, I get it, sorry." Discord said as he passed the notepad to Hearth Stone. "But make it quick, I want to see what we came up with."
Hearth stone grabbed the quill in his teeth and spoke around it, "I'll do my besht but you gotta be pashent okay?"
"There, hope you like it."
Wordsmith quickly snatched the story away from the guard, and began to read it aloud. Soon enough, the group was laughing at some of the randomness, and silly mistakes like changing Applejack to Pinkie mid story, and the absurdity of a ninja squirrel, and Popsicle house. Then they got to the last page.
"-The end... Wow, what a downer ending. Way to go Hearth Stone." The rest of the group nodded and mumbled something along the lines in agreement as Random kept fiddling with the gun. "Well, we could always try again, only one paragraph per pony."
"NO!" The rest of the group shouted at him before tossing the used notes out the window of the train.
"Well, you can't blame me for trying." Wordsmith muttered under his breath. As he did, he went back to staring out the window, when he noticed a group of ponies running alongside the train. "Hey, what do you think those ponies are doing wearing bandannas over their faces?"