Aug. 21st, 2011

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[There is a distinct snort and a soft whinny is heard, as the video turns on. However, the only thing visible at the moment is an extreme close-up of a Ponyta's snout, as it curiously nudges the device.]


CANASTA! What in Sam Hill are you doin' with that?


[The voice comes from off screen, however the obstructing snout quickly jerks away and Sam comes into view. He is carrying a large bundle of sticks and twigs under one arm.]


Get away from that! I don't need you breakin' it 'fore I figure out what it does! Go on! Git!


[The horse lets out a disappointed whinny and stakes a few steps away from the camera.]


Well this is just great. I'm stuck here in this dang blasted universe, no idea where I am, and t'top it off IT'S WINTER. IN AUGUST. WHAT KIND OF BACKWARDS PLACE IS THIS THAT I NEED A COAT IN AUGUST?


[He lets out a deep breath and began wrapping his blanket around the bundle.]



Whoa. Calm down, Sam. No need to flip yer lid yet. Jus' get this kindlin' together and head out. Don't need t'get angry now...