PART TWO OF THAT THINGY I WROTE

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-CONTINUUUED!!!!!!!!!!!!- I rubbed my paw down my face, and groaned. *accidentally.* 'I can hear your heart racing.' said Chase suddenly from behind me, causing me to jump- I whimpered silently; His muzzle was literally only ONE CENTIMETER away from mine- and i was blushing like mad. 'I'm just messing with ya.' said Chase, and he turned around, and began to climb back up the ladder. 'where are you going, now?' I asked, as he reached the top. 'Rubble wont wake himself! oh, and also, Ryder's getting dressed.' he added, teasingly reaching his paw to close the hatch, grinning. *the butt hole!* 'NOOOO!!!!!' I yelled, 'WAIT FOR MEE!' 'muahahaha' said Ryder. ---------------------------------------------------- Rocky, Marshall, and Skye were already awake, and luckily Skye- and the others- were all outside, it was only Rubble and Zuma left. Suddenly, without warning, Zuma opened his eyes, yawned, and grinned at Chase and me- *his smile is so adorable.* 'I HAD A DREAM THAT YOU GUYS KISSED!' *honest to god, classic Zuma, tho.* Chase burst out laughing, but me? I was so embarrassed that I forgot to fold my ear down- but luckily my fur was doing the job- I was going to expload with shame! and so, as they often do, my feelings transferred to my powers; Suddenly I felt a shiver in my shoulders- and then #CRASH!# against my own will, a yellow, porcelain bowl exploded, that had been in the corner of the room. Zuma, Chase, and I jumped at the noise, and suddenly I heard a yell, and whipped around, To see Rubble running to the bowl. 'NOOO!' he yelled, standing in front of it hopelessly, 'IT WAS SO YOUNG! SO INNOCENT! IT HADNT EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO HOLD MY BRAAAKEFAAST!!!!!!!!...........' 'ow. HEY! STUPID GLASS! YOU CUT MEE!' and he said some other stuff, but I didnt listen to his constant yelling. WOULD YOU? 'woa.' grinned Zuma. 'Im sorry.' I whimpered, my tail between my legs. Chase turned to me. 'what for? you didnt do anything!' I looked up at him, with my ears flat. Just at that moment, Marshall and Rocky came in, With Skye leading. 'OH, FOR PETES SAKE, WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!?!?! RUBBLE, GET AWAY FROM THAT GLASS.........!' Angry yelling (unless its on Telly,) is actually one of my (many) biggest fears of all time. So, with Rubble, and one of the dogs I am most scared of, screaming practically like MANIACKS, I whimpered, turned tail, and ran outside as fast as I could, remembering my fourth owner, yelling at her parents when they refused to buy her yet ANOTHER pony, and then taking it out on me, until they eventually gave in. Me, being clumsy, and useless, and not concentrating, tripped, rolled partly- down the hill, crashed into a tree, and hit my head. *SHOUT OUT TO HUMBUM FOR MAKING MY EYESIGHT CRAP!* I moaned, and decided there was no point in getting up, so I would just stay led on my back for a while- a day- a month- a year- the rest of my life probably. After a few minuets of lying on my back with my eyes closed, feeling the warm, rising sun on my belly, and the light cool breeze ruffling my fur- something large fell onto me, and practically WINDED ME. 'A-am I dead?' I wheezed, 'not yet.' said a happy, familiar voice. I opened my eyes, and realized it was CHASE, WITH HIS STOMACH LAYING FLAT ONOP OF MINE. For a moment, I stared into his golden eyes, that so reminded me of the universe, so wonder-filled- and bright, yet I could sense that they had seen their fair share of rejectment, and a hard past. Suddenly, Chase's wagging tail thumping on the inside on my leg made me blush so hard that it snapped me out of my trance- I panicked, and got up quickly, causing Chase to fall back, and hit his head on the tree. 'OH! -IM- IM SORRY!' I said, reaching out to him- but I hesitated, and patted down the fur covering my right eye instead. 'Its okay.' he said, sitting up and scratching behind his ear with his hind paw, 'My head has taken so many blows, that I bet you could drop a BOWLING BALL on it, and I would be fine.' as he said this, he looked up at me, and smiled- causing me to notice several small scars in his muzzle, and a nick in his ear. still smiling, Chase furrowed his brow, and cocked his head. I COULD BE BOTHERED TO WRIGHT THE REST TDAY, SO U CRAZY PEEPS WILL HAVE TO WAIT. LOOKIN AT U, T.BROS!