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// Stallion's Day Out, part 3 
// Story: My little Short Stories 2- Paradise Edition 
// by Paradise Oasis 
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Stallion's Day Out, part 3

Yeee hawwww, pardner! Good to see y'all again, Tornado! How's that little pink filly a yours again? What? Yer askin' me about mah little run around with the other stallions? Yeah, we did have quite an adventure that day, I reckon. The other stallions and and I still tell tall tales about that whole shindig, an' I'll never forget haow dangerous the whole thang got!

There we were, drvin' as fast as we could, tryin' ta get away from that ornery critter that was barin' down on the roadster. Salty had jumped forward and takin the wheel from Barnacle, and the rest of us fellers were crowded back in the rumble seat, watcin' that varmint runnin' towards us like a bat outta hell.

"Faster, Salty, faster!" Mah pardner Cheif yelled, havin' woke up from his little beauty sleep. "Ta be sohre, that turrrriuble monster is gonna tear us ta pieces if he catches us!"

"Arrrrrr, matey! I be pushin' this vessel as fast as she'll go!" My sailor compadre called back, soundin' as scared a moue in the middle of a cattle stampede. "But that big ole'  beastie's ganin up on us faster than I can drive!"

"Grahhhhh, you no run away from Gummy!" The over sized lizard called out to us, his jaws snappin' at our tail hairs as he caught up with the automobile. "Me have stupid ponies for desert!"

The big feller came a runnin' after us, getting just a few inches from our flanks. Suddenly, that big critter lunged forward, and with a loud SNAP of his jaws, he took my tail clean off my flank!

"Yeowouch!" I wailed like a wounded coyote, and lookin' down at the little stub of tail hair still left on my flank, I snarled. "Awww, now that just tears it! Now yer really gonna get it, ya big dumb lizard!" 

Now, we stallion's normaly don't like a hurtin' big dumb animals, but sometimes a pony's gotta do, what a pony's gotta do! Barnacle and I nodded to each other, an he pulled out those fancy pistols o' his, an' I yanked out mah trusty sawed of shotgun. When the big brute opened wide, we open fire on the big varmint's mouth. 

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!    KERPOW  KERPOW! KERPOW! 

Man, the two of us cut loose on that ornery critter, firin' bullet after bullet at that nasty varmint! Shot after shot rang out, and wheeeee doggie we pumped that bugger full of enough lead to drop a dinosaur! 

"Arooooooooo!" The big feller wailed, as he went down like a stone. When we saw we had killed the huge critter, my amigos and I immediately started to cheer. 

Yeeee hawwww!" I yelled at the top of my voice. "We got the ornery critter! We got-"

Actually, I reckon we shoulda been paying more attention to the road, cause that's when we ran into trouble. 

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Gollll-ly! The five of us were sent flyin' and that car was blown into a million bits! I personally ended up face-first in the mud, and I think Salty landed somewhere across from me! Anyway pilgrim, I got a date with a lovely white Pegasus with a good sense of humor, so if you want the story's end, you'll have to go talk ta Chief.  Later Tornado... ya'll come back now, y'hear?