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Here’s a screenshot from the omelette segment from Scoots the Kindly Viking
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Junior Asparagus: WAIT! IT’S NOT FINISHED YET!
that’s a wrap
Scootaloo: Not a word.
Omelette: Methinks I just shared with you! Didn’t I?
Pipsqueak: Methinks you did.
Pipsqueak:What?
“Hey!”
Pipsqueak: takes a bite
Omelette: Well, I-I-I, well, um, uh…………S-s-sure! Sure you can~.
Pipsqueak:It lookits quite yummy. Might I try a bite?
Omelette: Oh, those are my eggs, cooked light and fluffy~.
Pipsqueak:Hey what’s that?
Omelette: Oh, okay…2B.
Pipsqueak: Not 2B.
Omelette: Drat. Your turn.
Pipsqueak:Great. Just guess to where you think my ships are.
the background changes
Omelette: Uh, whatcha doing there, young lad?
Pipsqueak: Just playing, Your Highness.
Omelette: Ah….Are you just gonna be playing like that, uh….Alone?
Pipsqueak: I dunno…Would you like to share my game?
Omelette: Well, sure%! Playing’s the game%.
Omelette:To eat or not to eat.That is the question. Whether tis nobler to share my eggs cooked light and fluffy or to scarf down the whole thing myself. To share or not to share.
Omelette: Share my eggs? Share my eggs?!? Then I won’t have any! What are you thinking, Fair Ofillya?!?
Ofillya: Simply this. Faust says She likes it when we share our blessings. Goodbye. exits stage Can I take these off now?
the spotlight shines on Omelette
Ofillya:Oh my troubled princess. I beseech and implore thee. Please share. Share your eggs with the people.
Omelette proceeds to close the cover of her eggs
Ofillya:The ponies my lord. They’re starving. There aren’t enough eggs for them. Meanwhile you feast on eggs every day,cooked light and fluffy,tis rotteness have set a dispairge in our kingdom.
Omelette:And on top of that my eggs are getting cold
Omelette: Uh…..Pray, thee! What news, Fair Ofillya! I beseech thee…Mm, milady.
Ofillya: Ohh! My Lord! I come with disparaging news!
Omelette: More bad news?!?
That’s actually pretty funny.
Edited
gasp “The last, poor yolks! I’ll chew them well, Horatio. But soft! It is Ofillya! But soft? It is Ofillya!”
Starlight: “But I don’t want to do it! It’s embarrassing!”
Fancy: “Don’t be ridiculous! It’s tradition! It’s Shakespear’s day! All the stallions roles were played by mares!”
“I think we’re going to get letters about this. It is I, the fair Ofillya.”
Big Mac/Horitio:You’re eggs Princess Omelette. The last eggs in the kingdom.