“Corky you dumb pony come on!!” I screamed at a short, fat, pony wearing a tutu.
“Aww, Maddie! Be nice to poor Corky! Come on Corkyyyyy all you have to do is walk a little bit farther...” Megan cooed the pony. It still wouldn’t budge.
“I can see why the thing won’t move. You put a guy pony in a tutu. That’s harsh”
“Andy, lots of guys wear tutus, it’s not a thing to be ashamed of” I replied back to him, defending the few men who wear tutus.
“Yeah, well I’m proud not to be one of those guys.”
Megan rolled her eyes “Come on you two, we can argue about men in tutus later. But it’s going to be dark and I need to finish filming this! Now come on Corky! Here is a nice juicy carrot! You love those!! Now that’s it, follow the carrot….” Corky the lard pony started to move, for once in its fat life. “Ok, Maddie, Andy, go stand by Corky and look happy, I’m filming in 3, 2, 1….”
Ding
“Hey, I’m Maddie!”
“I’m Andy”
“And this is….”
“CORKY THE PONY!”
“Now you may be wondering why Corky is standing by this giant hoop”
“Well that’s because Corky is a professional hoop jumping pony!!”
“That’s right! And now, you viewers get to experience Corky’s amazing hoop jumping talents! Come on Corky…” I grabbed his lead rope and jumped through the hoop first, then attempted to pull Corky, hoping that he may actually move again, maybe even in the direction of the hoop! “Corky…COME ON!!!” I pulled the rope hard, but the darn thing wouldn’t move! “You fat lard, Corky!” I heard a huge rip. “AHHH!!!” But it was too late, I had gone butt first in to a big pile of mud.
Now you would think someone would help me up but noooo, Megan was content filming my spill and Andy was too busy pointing and laughing. And then there was that dumb pony Corky, smirking his horsey smirk at me. Did I mention I hate that horse?
“Andy help me up…”
“Are you kidding? I don’t want to be covered in mud…”
“Well,” I said scooping up a big handful “Now you are!” Haha. Perfect aim, the mud hit him splat in the face”
“Oh you asked for it!”
And so began the mud war….
“Haha you missed!!” I laughed as a big chunk of mud flew past my face. He threw another, and it hit me right in the head. “OOH! You asked for it!!!” I jumped on his back and tackled him to the ground, as we continued to roll in the dirt, water, and God knows what else mixture.
“Hey guys…GUYS!!!! People are staring…” Megan looked worriedly at a guy with a beard pointing and laughing. I shrugged, and continued to shove mud down Andy’s shirt. “Ok, well that wasn’t exactly how I had invisioned this video but this works too” She said to no one in particular, as me and Andy were too busy flinging mud at each other.
“OK! Guys break it up...” Megan tried to spit us up, but ended slipping and fell backwards into the muddy mess. “Great…” She said wiping mud off of her face. We all looked at each other for a moment then burst out laughing. After all, it wasn’t every day you and your friends get your own personal mud slide.
“What a great way to spend your day…” I lay on my back and stared up at the sky.
“Uh-oh… MADDIE! Its 7:49”
“So, why does that- OH GOD!! WE ARE GONNA MISS JONAS BROTHERS LIVING THE DREAM!!” wasting no time we stood up and ran down the street towards my house, mud flying from our clothes.
Just another typical day in the life of me.
So...thats chapter one. leave comments! tell me what you think!
