Lost on an Island - Pages 35 - 44

(Octavia wakes up)

Octavia- where does so much bad luck come from?

(Octavia sees Vinyl Scratch and she looks at her purple glasses)

Vinyl Scratch- Someone will pay for my glasses.

Octavia- Getting angry only for some glasses... well, I'll have a drink of water and I'm ready.

(She realizes the bottle is... empty)

O- Buck! There's no water in this bottle! We're... finished.

Octavia- We're finished! Now there's no way we can get out of here! The mobile doesn't detect any coverage. We can't send any signal! We aren't able to survive!

*PIF*

Vinyl- Don't worry, Octavia. We will improsive something.

*Octavia keeps looking at her friend*

O- ARE YOU CRAZY?!

Octavia thinking- Who send me go with her? I hate jungle. Everything is so gooey.

*Suddenly, a snake appears. Octavia screams like a crazy. It's super effective!*

Vinyl- Wait, Tavi!

*Octavia falls*

V- I can't take her out of her house.

*Octavia falls*

Octavia- Arrgh... mi back... Oh, these are so pretty flowers!

*She snifs it and suddenly coughs*

O- Now, these has so bad and weird smell.
Someone- Don't you do anything else than complaining?

*Octavia sees... a talking pony*

Octavia- You... are a talking pony.
Octavia pony- That's right. My name is Octavia. Nice to meet you.

*The human Octavia doesn't believe it*

Octavia human- C'mon, this is not real.
Octavia pony- Why do you say that?
Octavia human- Because ponies doesn't talk. If it were not for the dubstep of my friend, she wouldn't sank the ship. Therefore, we wouldn't be here.
Octavia pony- Have you never thought that you could be wrong?

Octavia human- What are you trying to say?
Octavia pony- Come on with me. Let's relax and sit down, ok?
Octavia human- I can't believe it...

Octavia pony- You know? I have a friend obssesed with dubstep. Besides, she's very irresponsible. However, when I think about her, I always remember how much she helped me in some personal issues. At the end, she was always right when I was wrong. She's so special. I don't know what was your friend talking about, but if she believes it's another thing, don't take it as something impossible. Do a favor: If you wanna keep your friend, learn to listen to her instead of listen to yourself.

Octavia human- I guess you're right.
Octavia pony- I wanted to tell you other thing. *She picks a rock* Two cello's bows gets sharpened with a knife and a pencil sharpener. One is broken and the other has two days left. Moral of the story is: Don't sharpen your bows like that.

*Octavia human is so confused, but the pony version smacks her with the rock!!!!!*

Vinyl- Octavia! I'm glad you're okay.

Octavia- What did I miss in these five minutes?
Vinyl- Five Minutes! You have been unconscious for HOURS! It's dark and I woke you up with a smack!
O- Ehm.... ok.
V- Look, I'm gonna sleep. I've gathered food for surviving, so eat this apple before you go to sleep, ok? Well, good night.

Guy- I'll tell you what, my dear Octavia: If, while at the piano, you attempt to form little melodies, that is very well; but if they come into your mind of themselves, when you are not practising, you may be still more pleased; for the internal organ of music is then roused in you. The fingers must do what the head desires; not the contrary.