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// Leaving Earth 
// Story: Flutterburp 
// by Super Trampoline 
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	Radiger and Fluttershy did months of extensive research. On the side, Radi taught Fluttershy English. Eventually, they had a breakthrough.




"But, my last experience wasn't a very pleasant one. Do I have to burp my way back to Equestria?" Fluttershy asked nervously.

Radiger rolled his eyes. "Hey, come on Flutters. How bad could it be? It's not like you're walking on the sun or anything. I see no El on your forehead. You're totes cool. Too cool for Earth, in fact: you're causing another ice age. Let's get you out of here!"

Fluttershy put on her brave face. "Okay, Mister Radi. I'll trust your infallible wisdom. But where on Earth are we gonna find 1.21 gigaburps of soda?"

Radical Radiger smiled. "We head to one of the few places that would still be open at 1:10 a.m. on a weeknight. Excepting the In-N-Out drivethrough, which may be open until 2 a.m. It's time to head to Denny's!"

Inasmuch, spurred on my Radiger's suggestion, Fluttershy and Radi road their ant bikes to the Denny's seven blocks away. They got seated and ordered their meals. Radiger got a hay bacon sandwich. Fluttershy hopefully got home. They both ordered generic non-brand name soda.

"Radi, I have a problem! The service here is too slow! I'm not getting fast enough refills to build up the correct pressure in my stomach. You gotta help me!"

"Never fear Shy! I'll summon the power of friendship to solve this problem!" He then sent carrier pidgeons out to all 7,334 of his pen pals on Pigstorywords.cn. He sent a message asking for them to come to the Denny's on the corner of Avian Road and Johnston Avenue. Seven people and a piece of moldy nitroglycerin heeded the call and showed up. They were constantly asking for refills and sending their fresh sodas to Fluttershy.

The plan seemed to be working. Fluttershy was drinking several gallons of soda every minute, and her stomach was rapidly expanding to distended proportions. Soon she could hold no more. "Good bye Radiger! Thanks for being such a bodacious dude!" she called out. With this said, she opened her throat and a burp of epic proportions erupted out of her esophagus. It was so powerful that it caused storm surges several states away in Cleveland. Thanks to Newton's third law, the wall of burp propelled Fluttershy upwards. Fortunately they had had the foresight to sit in the outdoor patio area so that Fluttershy would not tear a hole in the roof. Faster and faster, she accelerated as the burp rocketed out of her mouth. 200, 300, 400, 500 miles per hour, Fluttershy rose into the sky, propelled by her humongous burp! Soon, she was but a speck in the sky, with naught but a trail of burning atmosphere in her wake. Moments later, she was gone.

Radiger shed seven tears.