Nopony noticed that the Irish ponies stal the Golden Spike.
Mayor: As mayor of Promontory Utah, I give u permission, to put the Golden Spike in it's rightful place.
Connor: Yes sir. Get the spike.
Mercury: *Goes to boxcar*
Ponies: *Excited to see Golden Spike*
Connor: What's taking so long?
Mercury: *returns* Connor, some of the workers are gone, and the spike is gone.
Connor: What?! Excuse us mayor, the spike has been stolen. We need to find it.
Mayor: Oh, alright. We'll stay here until u find it.
Connor: Thank you. Let's go Mercury.
Up north, the Irish ponies stopped to get water.
Irish pony 89: We better hurry. Those railroad workers could catch us.
Irish pony 3: Don't worry about them. They can't catch us.
Connor: *On human* Freeze!
Mercury: *On human, and is holding a rifle*
Irish pony 3: Alright, so we took your golden spike, but u haven't paid us enough.
Mercury: u should've told us before stealing that, but now it's too late.
Irish pony 89: *Pointing pistol at Mercury* u try to shoot us, I'll kill you. I've got good aim, and I can quickly dodge any bullets shot at me.
Mercury: Let's see u dodge this. *Shoots fire*
The flames hit the Irish ponies, and they burned to death. A few minuten later, the Golden Spike was brought back to Promontory, to be nailed into place.
Mayor: I'd like to declare that the Transcontinental Railroad is completed. All of Equestria can now enjoy the pleasure of quick service door train.
Mercury: Connor, go ahead buddy.
Connor: Thank you. *Hammering in Golden Spike*
Ponies: *Cheering*
Photographer: Okay, everypony gather around for the picture.
Ponies: *Get in picture*
Photographer: *takes picture*
Back at Cheyenne in 1953
Pete: So, my great grandfather also ended up being photographed.
Hawkeye: That's pretty cool.
Stylo: What was with those guns?
Pete: I told u the story would take place in the Wild West.
Hawkeye: Hey, that's true. Well, we better get some shut eye, and we'll see u tomorrow.
Pete: Right u are. See u guys tomorrow.
The three ponies leave the station.
The End
On The volgende Episode of Ponies On The Rails
It's the season 3 finale
Mayor: As mayor of Promontory Utah, I give u permission, to put the Golden Spike in it's rightful place.
Connor: Yes sir. Get the spike.
Mercury: *Goes to boxcar*
Ponies: *Excited to see Golden Spike*
Connor: What's taking so long?
Mercury: *returns* Connor, some of the workers are gone, and the spike is gone.
Connor: What?! Excuse us mayor, the spike has been stolen. We need to find it.
Mayor: Oh, alright. We'll stay here until u find it.
Connor: Thank you. Let's go Mercury.
Up north, the Irish ponies stopped to get water.
Irish pony 89: We better hurry. Those railroad workers could catch us.
Irish pony 3: Don't worry about them. They can't catch us.
Connor: *On human* Freeze!
Mercury: *On human, and is holding a rifle*
Irish pony 3: Alright, so we took your golden spike, but u haven't paid us enough.
Mercury: u should've told us before stealing that, but now it's too late.
Irish pony 89: *Pointing pistol at Mercury* u try to shoot us, I'll kill you. I've got good aim, and I can quickly dodge any bullets shot at me.
Mercury: Let's see u dodge this. *Shoots fire*
The flames hit the Irish ponies, and they burned to death. A few minuten later, the Golden Spike was brought back to Promontory, to be nailed into place.
Mayor: I'd like to declare that the Transcontinental Railroad is completed. All of Equestria can now enjoy the pleasure of quick service door train.
Mercury: Connor, go ahead buddy.
Connor: Thank you. *Hammering in Golden Spike*
Ponies: *Cheering*
Photographer: Okay, everypony gather around for the picture.
Ponies: *Get in picture*
Photographer: *takes picture*
Back at Cheyenne in 1953
Pete: So, my great grandfather also ended up being photographed.
Hawkeye: That's pretty cool.
Stylo: What was with those guns?
Pete: I told u the story would take place in the Wild West.
Hawkeye: Hey, that's true. Well, we better get some shut eye, and we'll see u tomorrow.
Pete: Right u are. See u guys tomorrow.
The three ponies leave the station.
The End
On The volgende Episode of Ponies On The Rails
It's the season 3 finale
From a distance, Alan, Ryan, and Harry were watching the warehouse.
Alan: That's where they held us hostage. door the time your boys came, Dylan started taking us to the river bed.
Harry: Why are we back here again?
Ryan: To tail any vehicles that leave here. They could lead us to Timothy's house.
Alan: And then we stop them.
A delivery truck was leaving, followed door a brand new Ferrari.
Ryan: *Sees Timothy driving the Ferrari* They're both following the truck.
Alan: Let's go. *Gets into the driver's seat, and drives towards a road, to follow the truck, and Ferrari*
Marco: Who cares if Dylan is dead? Who needs him? We got the women, and Henry. Everything will be just fine.
Alan: This is almost over.
Harry: Yeah. Almost.
Ryan: What if they spot us?
Alan: We're too far away. They won't notice us.
Well, this part is short. However, part 12 will be the ending of this 3rd installment.
2 B Continued
Alan: That's where they held us hostage. door the time your boys came, Dylan started taking us to the river bed.
Harry: Why are we back here again?
Ryan: To tail any vehicles that leave here. They could lead us to Timothy's house.
Alan: And then we stop them.
A delivery truck was leaving, followed door a brand new Ferrari.
Ryan: *Sees Timothy driving the Ferrari* They're both following the truck.
Alan: Let's go. *Gets into the driver's seat, and drives towards a road, to follow the truck, and Ferrari*
Marco: Who cares if Dylan is dead? Who needs him? We got the women, and Henry. Everything will be just fine.
Alan: This is almost over.
Harry: Yeah. Almost.
Ryan: What if they spot us?
Alan: We're too far away. They won't notice us.
Well, this part is short. However, part 12 will be the ending of this 3rd installment.
2 B Continued