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Both Twintails and I rushed over to the crashed wagons, bottles of Sunrise Sarsaparilla and Sparkle Cholera laying in the fallen snow. Oooh, it may be a bit more irradiated, but its still ice cold and fizzy! I scooped up a couple bottles, Twintails slipping his own death drink into his saddles… and the tube-thing of his launcher. Blech, isnt there some better use of those things? Im sure someone could make a grenade, or mine, or something out of them. Cross peered over the edge of the snow bank, perking up immediately and leaping over to join me as he saw the goldmine of soda. As he gathered up some of his own bottles in his saddlebags, he glanced over to Twintails, pausing for a moment. He leaned over to me, muttering into my ear.
 
Um, Minty are you sure that we can trust this guy? Hes already got some screws loose, and now hes drinking that sludge? He snickered a little, myself rolling my eyes, not wanting to start another fight with somepony carrying around an arsenal of balefire eggs at the ready. Fringe picked up a bottle of Sparkle Cola as well as we all climbed out of the ditch, saddlebags heavily laden with ice cold soda. Cross and I popped open the caps with our magic, Twintails biting his own off as we all took a swig. Ooooh, its been too long since Ive had one of these.
 
I burped, a bit of fizz rushing up my nose as we trotted onwards - ach, that stung. I slipped the cap into my saddlebags, my pip-leg quickly counting up the contents and displaying them onscreen. 18 caps Im going to need to find a real job someday, raiding places is surprisingly unprofitable up here. Maybe I can help fix up some sewing machines at Crosss place, or get into the electronics repair business… My mind wandered as Twintails fired off his Luger, a bloatsprite falling to the ground as another next to it exploded from the charged bolt of energy the J01T5 slammed into it. I really should name this thing… Sparky, maybe. Nah…

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