//------------------------------// // The Narrator Returns // Story: Dragon's One Shot with Numerous Narrators // by Therealdraginslayer //------------------------------// Well, I'm back. Not because I wanted to but apparently this teenage fan-boy has me locked in a fool-proof contract. I am now forced to narrate his bewilderingly stupid fanfictions. I did however take some notes from the narrator who had replaced me last time. I think that I'll do a few things along his nature just in case the story gets out of hand. By the way, if I hadn't intervened and stopped, the entire story would have actually ended in a blood orgy with Rarity's head on a pike and Twilight having her wings torn off. I assume the author would like for me to stop rambling and read this new and exciting story of his! Yah... Scootaloo raced through Ponyville with her back pack strapped tightly to her back. She soared through the sky with a fairy like.... Oh no no no! I know little of this show MLP but I do know that Scootaloo cannot fly. the author didn't even put an explanation in the story how she learned to fly or anything. This is simply too mislead to keep. (Erasing)(Scribbles) There. Finished. Scootaloo shot through the air with her back back tightly in her arms. She was so giddy and happy that she had finally learned how to fly that she couldn't wait to tell Rainbow Dash. But how would she tell her idol that the only reason that now knew how to fly was because she was thrown from a cliff by Sweetie Belle and Applebloom in a fit of blood drunk sacrificial insanity? See? It's much better now. I even kept the fan-boys own style of writing and how incredibly idiotic the thought process is. But Scootaloo was in a hurry to get home. She was... Hmmm...Hold on. Give me a second. I need to look through this. (Shuffling) Are you serious? Is this another clopfic? Is that really all you can write? Clopfics are just disgusting. I mean who in their right mind...okay. Calm down. Not here. Jt get this done and you can finish off watching the final season of Supernatural when you get home. But Scootaloo was in a hurry to get home. She was in desperate need for...(sigh)...a good ol' romping from her baby daddy, Sir Biggy Smalls....(sighs). Whatever. At her front door, Scootaloo knocked on it. What? It's her house! She doesn't need to knock! Oh my God! (Erasing)(Scribbles) At her front door, Scootaloo walk inside. Inside she saw a large, muscular, all black Earth pony delving deeply in a game of romp with yet another mistress. Had this been the end of Scootaloo's relationship with Biggy Smalls? Nope. Scootaloo went over to Biggy Smalls and... I can't do it. Seriously. Biggy Smalls is dead, Scootaloo isn't even twelve, and I'm pretty sure admins will not allow this to be posted to their fine website. This author is done. This story is no longer his. It is no longer literature. I'm erasing this abomination for existence and I don't care if I get sued over it. (Steps fading away)(Door slams shut)(New Voice Actor that sounds a lot like Morgan Freeman) Scootaloo bent down and embraced Biggy Small's large test... Oh my, lord. What profound literature. The last narrator was right to have left. This is not a story. I, Morgan Freeman, will not allow such monstrosity to become a published work. I will have the Golden Actor's Guild ban this piece of writing and have it removed from existence. I do not wish to be known for narration such an horrid item. (Gunshot)(Several Hours Later)(New Voice Actor that sounds a lot like Tara Strong) I can't believe I was forced into narrating this. This is against the law. You can't just kidnap people and make them read your stories! Oh my! Put the gun down, you maniac! Okay, I'll read your stupid story..(Silence) My God, a fanfiction...a clopfic! You might as well shoot me! (Gunshot)(Several Hours Later)(New Voice Actor that sounds a lot like Fluttershy) I...I don't understand. What am I doing here? W-where am I? Who are y-you? What do you mean I have to read your story? What's a gun? (Gunshot) EEP!! Okay! I'll...I'll read your story! Scootaloo...aw. I like Scootaloo. She so adorable and nice. She reminds me a lot of Rainbow Dash. (Hammer Being Pulled Back) Scootaloo reached...down and...Oh my goodness. This is not right. She's only a filly! You dirty, dirty pony-thing. Whatever you are! I can't read about Scootaloo doing such a thing! She's too innocent! (Gunshot)(Silence for Several Hours) No one wants to read my story...No one. Not even my clopper friends. I have nothing to live for anymore... (Gunshot)(Thud) And with that the story of how SaveTheDragons killed himself after murdering two actors and an imaginary pony came to end. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I did when I went back and wrote over the horrid clop that this idiotic fan-boy made.