It's been a while.
"Well, now on to the one I know nothing about," I said, facepalming. "How do I write 'Drama'? Some stuff I already wrote can qualify as drama!"
And then Pinkie started singing.
"This song sounds dramatic, but I'm bad at writing words."
"Hey, wait!" I said. I'm also bad at writing words! But I think that just gave me an idea!" I grabbed Pinkie and gave her a huge hug. "Thank you, Pinkie! Thank you for being knowledgeable of human media!" I plopped into my chair and began typing madly.
"Well, aren't you cheery today?" she said. "And I thought you felt weird around me."
"School started again! And it's going great! Plus, it's a weekend! Woohoo!"
"But you didn't!"
"I didn't what?"
"Don't play stupid with me, Twilight Sparkle! I know you took my hairbrush! You didn't put it back!"
"Spike, what are you talking about? You don't even have any hair to brush!"
"Don't make excuses! You're just trying to escape taking responsibility!"
"Spike, I don't understand what's-"
"No! That's it! I am not living here with you anymore! I've had it! Out! Out! OUT!"
"Spike, this is my library. I allow you to live here, and you still don't have hair."
"You really think Spike is like that?" Pinkie asked, looking very confused.
"No," I said. "Of course not. I just wrote him differently. He was just out-of-character. Or some people say OOC."
"Ooc?" She asked. "What kind of word is 'Ooc'?"
"Not...really... it's just kinda slang."
"Slang? That's a fun word! Slang! Slang, slang, slangety slang!"
"Oh..." I groaned. It might be a long night...
So, I'm finally back! Hope you all had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
I am hoping to release another story soon! But I lack a title! Could you give me suggestions?
Thanks! Later!
Russet