If Donald Trump Sounded Like Fluttershy [Part 2]

Silver Tune opened her eyes. She looked around. She was in her room. Silver Tune was confused. She rubbed her head as a mortal shell of pain exploded inside her brain. Bright stars lit up behind her eyelids, making her feel sick to her stomach.

She realized that she had no recollection of going to 침대 last night. She struggled to remember, small, tight lines creasing her forehead as she tried to piece together what could have happened to cause her to wake up feeling like this. But there was nothing. She heard a knock.

ST: Come in.
RT: *opens door* Oh good, you're awake! *hugs ST*
ST: What happened?...

Date: February 28, 1963
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming
Time: 10:26 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific

Hawkeye saw Stylo at the airport.

Stylo: *Tuning the engine to his airplane*
Hawkeye: *Stops 다음 to the hangar in his car, and walks to Stylo*
Stylo: *Sees Hawkeye, and is happy* Pierce, glad 당신 could make it.
Hawkeye: I'm sure 당신 are. 당신 need to come back to to the Union Pacific. Pete says you're missing out on so much work, that it's not even funny.
Audience: *Laughing*
Pierce: *Turns around, and looks behind him* I said not funny!
Audience: *Laughing*
Stylo; Hawk?
Hawkeye: *Looks back at Stylo*
Stylo: I...