Heya. Told ya I'd meet ya here. [this place is so god damn freezing] Anyway, I got something to say. Ready? Sans can't keep his gaster blaster in his pants... Huh. Why aren't you laughing? Well that's pretty odd. Nothing against you or anything, mare. Wait, I never introduced myself during the phone call from earlier. I'm Rocky. Nola's left hand meow. Actually, right now, I'm Narrator's left hand meow. He's the cowboy who has a Thanos face for some reason. We usually hunt for ponies, but, we're on break for the next few minutes. That doesn't stop Narrator from setting up puzzles though. He can be a real hot head when he wants. Oh, shoot, that's him in that tunnel! Quick! I made a convenient wall of snow bricks over there! Go hide behind it!... Or, not, I guess.
Rocky. What are you doing by an Equestrian portal?
Obviously, this is the best way to look for ponies and slack off at the same time.
Has your plan worked yet?
Yeah. I found one.
Nice. Lure them here. *walks away*
Forget the word, "lure".