Hank looked confused.
"What?"
"HANK PLEASE! I NEED CIGARETTES! NO ONE HERE KNOWS WHAT A CIGARETTE IS AND KAHN WON'T MAKE ME ONE! PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HANK!"
Big Macintosh looked confused.
"What in tarnation's a cigarette?"
Hank sighed.
"I'll explain another time. Dale, listen..."
Dale suddenly grabbed Hank's shoulders, constantly shaking Hank back and forth.
"HANK I DO NOT WANT TO LISTEN! I WANT TO SMOKE CIGARETTES! PLEASE, DEAR GOD, MAKE ME A CIGARETTE BEFORE I KILL MYSELF!"
Hank sighed even more.
"Fine, I'll try"
Dale hugged Hank tightly.
"THANK YOU! OH THANK YOU"
"Let's go visit Ms. Sparkle. Sorry Big Macintosh. I'll talk to you later. Try to tell Cotton you're not like me."
Big Macintosh nodded.
"Eeyup"
"HERE HANK! LET ME FLY YOU TO TWILIGHT!"
Dale picked up Hank and placed Hank on Dale's back. Then he flew at a great speed, followed by "BRWAHH!" sound.
Big Macintosh stood there confused, but then got back to work, constantly reminding himself to talk to Cotton.
Kahn was near Fluttershy's cottage, eating a cupcake Pinkie Pie made for him after he went to visit Sugar Cube Corner. He went to visit her after he immediately got bored at Sweet Apple Acres.
She may act crazy, but at least she aint no hillbilly, Kahn thought.
The cupcake tasted great, but what Kahn didn't like was how Pinkie Pie told him how to make cupcakes...
...by SINGING.
Kahn shuddered. The song was still stuck on his head.
All you have to do is take a cup of flour!
Add it to the mix!
Now just take a little something sweet, not sour!
A bit of salt, just a pinch!
Baking these treats is such a cinch!
Add a teaspoon of vanilla!
Add a little more, and you count to four,
And you never get your fill of...
Cupcakes! So sweet and tasty!
Cupcakes! Don't be too hasty!
Cupcakes! Cupcakes, cupcakes, CUPCAKES!
Kahn decided to sing a song to help him forget that song.
When he opened the door, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
That's what I like about you
You really know how to dance
YEAAAAAAHH!
Kahn did not noticed Fluttershy's shocked look on her face.
She blinded me with science
TOO too too
She blinded me... with SCIENCE!
When Kahn stopped singing, he noticed the scared look on Fluttershy's face.
"Oh...um...Sorry"
Fluttershy grinned weakly.
"That's OK. Just. Don't surprise me like that OK?"
Kahn sighed and smiled softly.
"OK. I Promise. Sorry about that."
He went to his room to rest.
Twilight's Library
"HANK! DEAR GOD HOW FAR ARE YOU DONE? !"
Hank was frantically flipping pages on a book about Plant Mythology. Twilight and Spike just looked at Dale, who was twitching and rolling on the floor, with scared looks. Spike suddenly fainted from seeing Dale suffer. Twilight just stood there, shocked.
Hank shouted.
"I think I figured it out Dale!"
Dale suddenly jumped up and landed next to Hank.
"YOU THINK OR ARE YOU SURE? !"
Hank gritted his teeth as he reached for some scrolls Twilight wasn't using.
"Let's find out!"
His horn glowed so brightly that it almost blinded Twilight.
When the light disappeared, the scrolls turned into these small white tubes with a yellow end on each of them.
Dale's jaw dropped.
"CIGARETTES! OH THANK YOU SO MUCH HANK RUTHERFORD HILL!"
He hugged Hank and took all the cigarettes and put all of them in his mouth.
Hank rolled his eyes and used his magic to light all of them.
Dale suddenly calmed down and walked out of the library, thanking Hank and Twilight.
Hank shouted.
"Remember Dale! Don't smoke them in front of kids!"
Cotton went into his room, tired from bucking trees. He was actually good at it despite his short back legs.
As he walked to his bed, he heard somepony walking in his room. Cotton turned around and knew who it was.
Giving one of his hateful glares, he said:
"Oh, if it ain't Clifford the Big Red Dog?"
Big Macintosh justed sighed.
"Listen, Cotton. We need to talk."
Cotton rolled his eyes and sat in his bed with his arms crossed, ready to hum a song in his head to ignore Big Macintosh.
Should I make Cotton hate Big Macintosh or should
I end their rivalry?
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