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Um... I was wondering if um maybe... If um I could possibly... Um... Can I ask you if um... You have a crush on any pony, Pinkie?
I didn’t tell you?
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reb
A messy but better than nothing fan art for Time Skip! It’s one of those things where I’m like OH MY GOD I GAVE YOU FAN ART WE SHOULD BE BEST FRIENDS! And then, the person is like, Yeah.. no thanks.
Gaaaasp! fanart! for me? I’m flattered! You should come be bestest friends with me and Moonstone, Punkie Pie!
I’ve already got the friends with Moonstone part down! :D
A messy but better than nothing fan art for Time Skip! It’s one of those things where I’m like OH MY GOD I GAVE YOU FAN ART WE SHOULD BE BEST FRIENDS! And then, the person is like, Yeah.. no thanks.
Decided I’ll do it. Bestämde jag gör det.
My full name is Rachel Marie Breinholst, I’m 26 years old, and I live in New York. Mitt fullständiga namn är Rachel Marie Breinholst, jag är 26 år gammal, och jag bor i New York.
I am currently divorced, and I have my maiden name, and so does my 3 year old daughter, Hazel Kelly Breinholst. I was married to Ryan James Cohen, who had blond hair, green eyes, and passed his hair and eyes onto our daughter. Jag är för närvarande skild, och jag har mitt flicknamn, och det gör min 3 åriga dotter, Hazel Kelly Breinholst. Jag var gift med Ryan James Cohen, som hade blont hår, gröna ögon, och passerade hans hår och ögon på vår dotter.
I moved to New York with my parents when I was 12, I remember it was on a Tuesday… My father was murdered when I was 14, and my mother currently has lung cancer. My mother’s name is Lorie Ann Breinholst, my father’s Jamie L. Breinholst (he never told me his middle name, I found out it started with an “L” in school when he signed papers). Learning English was very easy for me, yet my parents never learned English. Jag flyttade till New York med mina föräldrar när jag var 12, jag minns att det var på en tisdag … Min far blev mördad när jag var 14, och min mor har för närvarande lungcancer. Min mamma heter Lorie Ann Breinholst, min fars Jamie L. Breinholst (han aldrig berättade hans mellannamn, fick jag veta att det började med ett “L” i skolan när han skrev papper). Lärande engelska var mycket lätt för mig, men mina föräldrar aldrig lärt sig engelska.
I dislike my voice, have a kitten, and a two story house. Jag ogillar min röst, har en kattunge och en två berättelse hus.
That’s about it. Thanks for reading! :)
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Laying on her bedroom room, Fluttershy laid listening to whiney hipster music and cuddling Angel. “Oh, Angel. What’s wrong with me? I just want someone who will make me happy, and love me… and kiss me…” Angel snuggled her face to comfort her. Fluttershy giggled and lifted Angel up into the air, “Oh, you. You always know how to make me smile.”
“Pon pon wei-wei-wei
Pon pon wei-“Her phone rang from atop the bed. She fumbled around, tucking Angel in her left arm as she reached for the phone.
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Twilight held Pumpkin Cake in her arms as they both babysat the twins. Pinkie was watching Pound Cake adventurously run around on one of the chairs in Sugarcube Corner. She glanced outside of the window and saw Rainbow Dash outside, walking by, holding hands with Spitfire. She thought of how sad Fluttershy had been lately because of their break up. “Hey, Twilight. I’m going to call Fluttershy and see if I can cheer her up with a milkshake or something.” Pinkie said as she got up off of the chair to go and get her phone. Twilight responded with a slight “Shhh”, Pumpkin Cake was sleeping.
Pinkie Pie waited for her pink haired friend to pick up the telephone. She kept thinking of what they could do to cheer Fluttershy up. Pinkie just hates seeing one of her friends sad.
“Oh, hello Pinkie. What’s up? Aren’t you normally baby siting the twins around this time? I wouldn’t want to… bother you.. or um, anything…”
Pinkie chuckled, “If you were a bother, we wouldn’t be talking, silly! I called you!”
“Oh…” Fluttershy half heartily smiled, “I suppose you’re right.”
“Well, don’t worry I’ll be over to your place in a jiffy, along with my cheer-fluttershy-up party kit~” Pinkie cheered, “Whooo! We are going to paaaarty!!”
“Shhh!- Pinkie!” Twilight snapped.
“Oh. sorry! I can’t leave the twins… Fluttershy! Just come over here! You could help us babysit- oh it’ll be so much fun.
Fluttershy giggled, “Alright, I guess if it won’t be a bother.”
She scooped Angel up bag and headed to Sugercube Corner.
Pinkie set down her phone. Twilight rolled her eyes and glared at Pinkie. “What? C’mon, if it was you, I would be throwing you a party, too!”
“You’d never break up with me for someone else, though… right?” Twilight asked as she cradled Pumpkin Cake. Pinkie walked over to Twilight and kissed her cheek.
“Never!” She said as she skipped to get some balloons. Pinkie soon came back with a large box full of the plastic party favors and handed one to Pound Cake. She demonstrated how to blow a balloon by professionally taking a large breath and blowing up the balloon as large as it could go. She held it by the tip and wiggled it. Pound Cake tried to do what Pinkie did. As Pound Cake was attempting to blow up the balloon, she handed the box to Twilight. Twilight sighed and went to go put Pumpkin in her crib. Pinkie hopped over to the kitchen where she very quickly started to make a cake, while Twilight started her very painful process of blowing up a bunch of balloons. About 60 balloons later, Pinkie had pulled her cake out of the oven. Pinkie came back out to Twilight while she waited for her cake to cool. “Need help?” Twilight let go of the balloon she was blowing up and made a very loud groan. Pinkie giggled and took the box of balloons from her purple haired girlfriend. Twilight would’ve probably laid down, if it hadn’t have been for the balloons covering each inch of the bakery’s floor.
“I’m going upstairs and taking a nap…” Twilight said as she very strategically made her way to the stairs.
“Okay!” Pinkie replied between blowing up balloons. “I’ll call you down when Fluttershy gets here!” Pinkie filled the last of the balloons with air and started to decorate her now cooled cake. And, just as she finished decorating, she heard a very soft knock on the door. “TWIIIILIIIIIIGHT!” The magenta haired girl screamed. Pinkie heard a slight groan and a remark about how her bed was really comfortable as she went to open the door.
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Laying on her bedroom room, Fluttershy laid listening to whiney hipster music and cuddling Angel. “Oh, Angel. What’s wrong with me? I just want someone who will make me happy, and love me… and kiss me…” Angel snuggled her face to comfort her. Fluttershy giggled and lifted Angel up into the air, “Oh, you. You always know how to make me smile.”
“Pon pon wei-wei-wei
Pon pon wei-“Her phone rang from atop the bed. She fumbled around, tucking Angel in her left arm as she reached for the phone.
((Why not? :P))
Twilight held Pumpkin Cake in her arms as they both babysat the twins. Pinkie was watching Pound Cake adventurously run around on one of the chairs in Sugarcube Corner. She glanced outside of the window and saw Rainbow Dash outside, walking by, holding hands with Spitfire. She thought of how sad Fluttershy had been lately because of their break up. “Hey, Twilight. I’m going to call Fluttershy and see if I can cheer her up with a milkshake or something.” Pinkie said as she got up off of the chair to go and get her phone. Twilight responded with a slight “Shhh”, Pumpkin Cake was sleeping.
Pinkie Pie waited for her pink haired friend to pick up the telephone. She kept thinking of what they could do to cheer Fluttershy up. Pinkie just hates seeing one of her friends sad.
