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((This fic was written before chapter 3 was released
Toaster Girl stepped out of the pop-tart portal of magical love & justice & my little pony friendship and witchcraft.
King Bird walked out,as they realized they were in Vesuvia. The glitter empire of the interdimensional kingdoms.
It was dirty, litter was everywhere and it stank of the big sad and Mackies.
There were old, stinky, crusty people around, but one did have a unicorn horn. They came across an angry 45-year old Italian man. He looked like Mario and Luigi's love child. Toaster Girl walked over, King Bird following closer.
"Ayo, I'm Margi, You might know me as 'Pasta La Vista'." He said.
"Who now, sir?" Toaster-Chan Asked.
"I deal the best, cheapest smack in town, sweetie!~"
"You look like Mario and Luigi's product of fucking incest." King Bird cawed, replying innocently.
"Do you want some Vesuvian glitter or not, Bitchy Bird?" Pasta La Vista said.
"I'm sorry sir but we'll p-" Toaster girl was quickly interrupted.
"FUCK YEAH WHY NOT!" King cawed like this fabulous bitch he is.
And so it happened, they spent 200 Vesuvian Boiled Eggs on it.
"Ready, Chosen one?"
"No-"
"WEED WEED WEED WEDD WEDDWEEWDDSADUHWQFVJ" Chanted the birds.
|_\<>~'*- Time Skip-*'~<>/_|
They were both stoned.
Like diddly donk levels of fucking high.
Like Jesus christ, Toaster Girl was on cloud 420/69
N I C E .
"Yo Toaster Chosen One,Im also the leader of the vesuvian bird mafia!!!"
They were both vibing until they heard a WRRYYY and a very manly feminine manly feminine manly feminine manly feminine manly feminine manly feminine scream....?