Chapter II : The Freaking Adventure

Adventure Start!

Ok, this is the portrait of Ali and Pony:

I didn't say I was good at drawing. At least Pony's head is accurately in the right place. 

So! Ali heard of this magical fruit of vast wisdom and knowledge that will allow any man to become extremely powerful once they consumed the juicy flesh of the pome. The only problem, was that the fruit reeked of a*s. Everyone who had gotten close to it, had second thoughts about eating it. 

"It's probably not that power-full" They say "There's probably some better bullshit magical item that gives me better powers" 

Since, the medieval times was just oozing with crappy magical items.  

But Ali was better than the people who decided to not smell the sweet smell of knowledge and turn it down. He would combat the assiness of the fruit by giving it to Pony. Pony would of course, gladly accept the  fruit, since he loved the taste of a*s.He would then be used under the power of Ali to become the most powerful horse in the world. 

The directions to the fruit that the prophecy forth-told to him went like this:

The fruit lies beyond the river of Shedmir, 

Over the valley of Death's twice removed cousin, 

And in the other thing that I cannot come up with at the moment. 

It's hard to come up with different places when I'm just continuously writing. 

Stop rolling your eyes. Im sorry I keep talking about how much of a pain this story is. If you didn't, then thank you. 

Ali and Pony decided to set out on the grandest adventure for the quest for limitless knowledge, unquestionable power, and some s****y fruit that tastes of a*s. Or, well, at least it smells of a*s from, like, ten miles away. It's like deeply inhaling a sulfur factory. 

Author's Note

I now test my artistic abilities.