Date: Perhaps sometime in November in 2017(?)

About a week has passed since I was forced to give the orange red neck her tools back. After Twilight had forced us to make up, I have learned to grow and hate that orange kin fucker some more...pardon my french. I should retract that statement and say that I do not hate her, I just strongly dislike her. So much so that I wish I could wrap my fingers around her throat and strangle the putrid being to the point that I squeeze every ounce of her life energy from her very fucking soul!

It would be a waste of ink to cross all that out.

Whoever in the future may read this journal that doesn’t belong to me. Bare in mind that I am not in the best of moods right now to be really writing this. Perhaps I should clarify why I strongly dislike the orange one? Okay then, where should I start?

Her accent for starters is annoying. Though many of the others have said I speak similarly to her, I shall fully deny each and everyone of those statements until I have recorded proof. Till then I shall stick my toes in the dirt and say that there is no way in hell that I sound like a redneck. If I had to say my voice range is similar to a southern...fuck...what’s the name of the state. Ohao?

Shit. I wish I could erase ink. I meant Ohio.

Where’s Ohio again?

Nevermind.

Secondly the damn mare is just too fucking honest. She never keeps any of my secrets and constantly critiques everything I do! I’m literally coming centimeters from taking my hand and ramming the back of it across her face and ripping that fucking hat!

Even Twilight is kind enough to keep her nose–half the time–out of my business!

Hell, the Pink one is much more tolerable than the orange one...then again

Pink One is always kind enough to tend to my, primal needs should I say.

We must stop seeing each other that way.

I stepped back after tying the last bit of thatch into place, taking a breath and hummed as I gazed upon my expert handiwork. Taking the cup that wasn’t mine filled with water, I took a sip and hummed as I sat back onto my masterwork of a lounge chair. The first extension to my home had been complete.

Sitting outside beside said home, I simply looked at what I had built, the bit I had constructed was something of that of a workshop. An area in which I can put all of my engineering knowledge I had obtained from God knows where to good work. Snorting softly I hummed. “With my knowledge of much higher world...” I trailed off in silence as I sipped my water like a dainty business man. “...I could really become something in this one.”

“Become what?” A voice said from behind me, gasping I shot up and turned to see Twilight along with her gay, rainbow pegasus friend...what was her name again? She had been there when the pink one offered her services. Geh, fuck it.

I growled a shook my head, my drink having nearly spilt, I set it down on a stump stool I had crafted by murdering a poor tree with my axe and hands. “Dammit, Horny, I told you to give me a heads up!” I cursed and glared at the two.

The lesbian beside Twilight frowned at me. “She has a name y’know!” Twilight silenced the dyke with a raised wing.

“It’s fine, Rainbow,” Twilight assured the pegasus. “Isaac’s right, we should’ve gave him a heads up.” She turned at me. “Sorry, Isaac, I’m just coming to do my usual seasonal check up.”

I snorted and crossed my arms. “What’re you, my fucking doctor?” I couldn’t help but smirk as Twilight rolled her eyes. She didn’t like it when I swore, especially when I told her what most of my “human” swear words meant.

“She’s more like your veterinarian,” Rainbow replied quietly.

I glared at the carpet muncher and crossed my arms. “You trying to imply I’m some kind of animal?”

The pegasus glared at me. “You might as well be, have you looked at yourself at all?”

“C’mon, guys...” Twilight shook her head and sighed. “Why is it everytime I bring a friend––”

“What do you mean, ‘Look at myself’?” I growled and took a step forward towards the mare.

“You look like a pig who rolled in mud!” The pegasus gestured a hoof at me

My brow furrowed, deep canyons carved into my forehead as I approached the mare who glared back at me. She too began to walk towards me, slowly I slipped my right hand into my pocket. “Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with, Butch?” I growled.

Rainbow snarled at me. “A bully that’s for sure!”

“By Luna’s name, Guys, c’mon!” Twilight said, her horn flaring to life. Glancing over I saw her lit horn and gasped when I knew what was going to happen, quickly I shoved my right hand into my pocket and grabbed a large handful of sand I had expertly hidden away before flinging a vast cloud into both Penny’s massive eyes.

“POCKET SAND!” I shouted out and ducked out of the way to dive into the nearby underbrush.

Both ponies cried out and fell into coughing fits. Scurrying expertly through the plants and trees, I hid not too far away and spied on the two ponies. “What the-the hay was that!” Rainbow cursed and whimpered as she rubbed at her dinner plate eyes.

Twilight coughed and cleaned her own with her hideous magic before doing the same for Rainbow. “I-It’s not the first time, h-he’s done that too me, Rainbow.” She coughed and spat some sand out of her mouth. “It's his defense mechanism for when he feels threatened. That’s why I told you to keep your cool, now we gone and scared him off.”

The beanflicker sighed. “Sorry, Twilight...” she rubbed the back of her head with a hoof. “Any idea when he’d be back?”

The alicorn sat back and tapped her chin. “According to some of my calculations brought on by previous incidents, about three days. He doesn’t hide far though...” My heart skipped a bit. “Matter of fact, after some previous experiments.” Her horn lit up as she smiled, a bright flash of light erupted from thin air, and the best thing in the world happened.

Slowly descending upon the earth, my eyes widened and mouth fell open upon a luxurious sight. Twilight smiled at Rainbow who looked seemingly confused as Twilight lowered a plate of hot, spaghetti and tomato sauce down on the tree stump beside my water.

“Twilight, what are you––” Rainbow is silenced by Twilight shushing her up.

“C’mon, we need to check on Fluttershy,” Twilight tugged on Rainbow with her magic. “Last I heard she was scared to near death by Isaac last night.”

“For real?” The pegasus asked as both of them walked out of my field of view.

Seconds and then minutes past as I sat there, relishing in the sweet, magnificent aroma that was the spaghetti. My mouth drooled, my eyes teared up at the beautiful smell, fingers twitched eagerly as time itself began to melt away. For that I had no idea how long I had sat there craving over the smell. All I knew is that when I had finally broken down and submitted to what be the spaghetti.

I had fallen for a trap.

After stepping out of the underbrush, I approached the plate that held the meal of gods. Only to find myself ensnared in a tight net which knocked me to the ground. “Gahha! What the fuck!” I shouted as both Twilight and Rainbow towered over me.

The cyan mare laughed out loud as Twilight herself snickered as the two of them watched me squirm under the net which entangled me more. “You mother fuckers! St-stop laughing at me! I’ll fucking kill you! I swear I’ll fucking kill you all! You fucking traitors, I thought I trusted you bitches! Fucking horned winged motherfuckers you can all burn in fucking hell!”

The two ponies blinked and Twilight’s horn flashed and the net around me disappeared. Twilight shifted and looked about with her ears hung back. “Oh jeez...sorry Isaac, we were just messing––” I bopped the pony on the nose with bottom of my fist which sent her back sputtering.

“That was not funny!” I got up and dusted my filthy jeans off. “You do not toy with a man’s heart with what be spaghetti!” I crossed my arms and growled. “Now begone with both of you!” I flung my right hand outwards.

“What about the check up––”

“Tomorrow!” I snapped at Twilight before turning away, I snatched up the plate of now cool spaghetti.

The two ponies shifted and looked at each other. “S-sorry, Isaac.”

“Bah!” I grunted as I went inside and slammed the door shut.

Date: Apparently it's November 14th said the horned devil

Journal which doesn’t belong to me. I am sad.

Spaghetti was undercooked, sauce was cold, and I had no silverware.

This day had only gotten worse.

Excuse me while I leak the salty water from my eyes.

Author's Notes:

Its been awhile, so I thought I'd make a silly SoL chapter.

I know it doesn't really expand upon a general plot. But for those wondering, that isn't really the main focus of this story. Yes. There is an actual plot and a back story and so on, but again, not the main focus.