Once they reached the hospital, this happened.
Adrenaline: *Gets out of the truck and starts limping*
Doctor: *Sees Adrenaline* We got a 小马 that was shot.
Doctors: *Running with a stretcher*
Adrenaline: I don't need a stretcher. I can walk fine. *Falls down*
Larry: 你 sure about that?
Doctors: *Putting Adrenaline onto the stretcher*
It didn't take long for Adrenaline to get to his room
Doctor: Okay, put him on the bed.
Doctors: *Gently lifting Adrenaline onto the bed*
Don Castalini: Adrenaline, we're going to head back into Maui now. *Gives him $45,000* 你 did well.
Doctor: What happened?
Larry: We were playing poker, and we won a lot of money, but this gangster from the Meladori mafia came, and started shooting at us. We ran away, and saw the police arrest him.
Adrenaline: Yeah. It was pretty insane.
Larry: *Looks at Adrenaline* He won most of the money.
Don Castalini: 45 grand. I'll bet that's the highest amount of money anypony won from gambling in Hawaii. We better get going back into Maui. We'll see 你 when 你 return.
Adrenaline: Sure thing.
They all leave the hospital
Two days later, in Maui, Don Castalini, and Larry were waiting for Adrenaline to return.
Adrenaline: *Arrives* 嘿 guys.
Don Castalini: Well. 你 look much better.
Larry: How do 你 feel?
Adrenaline: Pretty good.
Don Castalini: Good.
Larry: I delivered the beetle here yesterday, and the Don was wondering if 你 wanted to drive it.
Adrenaline: 你 sure?
Don Castalini: Absolutely.
Larry: I drove it myself. I'll 显示 你 where it is.
Adrenaline: Awesome. Lets go.
你 have to wait for the 下一个 part to see what the beetle looks like, and if Adrenaline enjoys driving it.
Adrenaline: *Gets out of the truck and starts limping*
Doctor: *Sees Adrenaline* We got a 小马 that was shot.
Doctors: *Running with a stretcher*
Adrenaline: I don't need a stretcher. I can walk fine. *Falls down*
Larry: 你 sure about that?
Doctors: *Putting Adrenaline onto the stretcher*
It didn't take long for Adrenaline to get to his room
Doctor: Okay, put him on the bed.
Doctors: *Gently lifting Adrenaline onto the bed*
Don Castalini: Adrenaline, we're going to head back into Maui now. *Gives him $45,000* 你 did well.
Doctor: What happened?
Larry: We were playing poker, and we won a lot of money, but this gangster from the Meladori mafia came, and started shooting at us. We ran away, and saw the police arrest him.
Adrenaline: Yeah. It was pretty insane.
Larry: *Looks at Adrenaline* He won most of the money.
Don Castalini: 45 grand. I'll bet that's the highest amount of money anypony won from gambling in Hawaii. We better get going back into Maui. We'll see 你 when 你 return.
Adrenaline: Sure thing.
They all leave the hospital
Two days later, in Maui, Don Castalini, and Larry were waiting for Adrenaline to return.
Adrenaline: *Arrives* 嘿 guys.
Don Castalini: Well. 你 look much better.
Larry: How do 你 feel?
Adrenaline: Pretty good.
Don Castalini: Good.
Larry: I delivered the beetle here yesterday, and the Don was wondering if 你 wanted to drive it.
Adrenaline: 你 sure?
Don Castalini: Absolutely.
Larry: I drove it myself. I'll 显示 你 where it is.
Adrenaline: Awesome. Lets go.
你 have to wait for the 下一个 part to see what the beetle looks like, and if Adrenaline enjoys driving it.
Derpy: I really messed up on those invitations! I feel just awful!
Master Sword: Why'd 你 bring me to Cake N' 培根 for our third date, I HATE this place!
Derpy: I told Cranky I could get 'em printed for cheap, but that meant hiring somebody with no experience using a printing press... Oh, I wish there was a way I could go back in time and fix all this.
Sword: To prove my hatred of this place, I'm gonna leave a lousy tip...under fifteen percent!... And then I'll send my meal back, even though it's EXACTLY what I ordered!
Derpy: Is it possible were having two different conversations?
Sword: How should I know, I'm not listening to you!
Master Sword: Why'd 你 bring me to Cake N' 培根 for our third date, I HATE this place!
Derpy: I told Cranky I could get 'em printed for cheap, but that meant hiring somebody with no experience using a printing press... Oh, I wish there was a way I could go back in time and fix all this.
Sword: To prove my hatred of this place, I'm gonna leave a lousy tip...under fifteen percent!... And then I'll send my meal back, even though it's EXACTLY what I ordered!
Derpy: Is it possible were having two different conversations?
Sword: How should I know, I'm not listening to you!