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>No.
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>It was time for things to change.
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>Picking up Scootaloo, much to her protests and struggling you headed out the door.
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>”Put me down you weirdo!”
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“Nope, not happening.”
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>"I swear if you try anything weird i'll... i'll bite you!"
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>Holding the still flailing pony you locked your front door.
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"And I'll bite back."
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>"You wouldn't?"
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>Kek, she almost sounded unsure of herself there.
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"Well you could try and see what happens."
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>"You'd like that wouldn't you?"
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"No, not really who knows where your mouth has been."
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>"No fair,I brush my teeth as often as I can!"
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>Note to self: Buy her a toothbrush.
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>You lived in a decent neighborhood, so all the good stores weren't too far away.
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>Papa Anon didn’t raise no fool, at least when it came to assessing a property.
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>As you continued the walk to the local store you held the filly under your arm.
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>”Can you please put me down now?”
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“Are you going to try to run away?”
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>Craning your head you looked Scootaloo in the eye.
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>Her pokerface sucked, not to worry we’ll work on that.
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>”You’re taking me back to where you found me, aren’t you?”
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>You barely heard her whisper.
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>Stopping and bringing her up so you could see her face you stared deeply into her eyes.
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“What makes you think that?”
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>”It would make sense, where else would you take me?”
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“Nope, were going to get some new stuff for the house. You’re going to need a bed and all that stuff if you're going to be staying with me.”
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“And groceries, let’s not forget the groceries.”
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>Still holding the filly you raised your arms and placed her on top of your head.
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>You had a scootaloo hat.
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“How’s the view up there?”
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>”…”
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>Silent treatment huh?
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>”Thank you.”
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>Right in the feels.
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>Unlike the part of town where you found Scootaloo, the area where your modest home was located was pretty nice.
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>And as you walked down the street several people gave you odd looks.
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>It wasn't surprising really.
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>You did have a small orange filly set atop your head.
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"So I was thinking"
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>"Don't hurt yourself there."
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"Hardy har har, I'll take my stuff out of the storage room and make it into a bedroom for you."
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"Were going to need to get you a bed and other stuff. At least we don't have to worry about clothes."
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>"I knew it, you just want to see me naked."
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"You're naked anyway."
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>"And you're still a weirdo."
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>Damn snarky horse.
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"After that, we'll go grocery shopping."
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>"You know how to cook?"
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"Well since I lived by myself I sorta had to learn."
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>"I always got told that men were just weirdos that lived in basements and ordered their food."
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>What the hell were they teaching these ponies on that farm?
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"Yeah anyway, we'll get the groceries after the furniture and the rest we'll play by ear."
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>With somewhat of a plan together you continued your trek with Scootaloo sitting on your head.
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>"Can we get some ice cream?"
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>Ice cream? Wasn't it a bit chilly for ice cream.
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"Isn't it a bit cold out for that?"
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>"I don't even remember the last time I had any."
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>Just the tone in that small statement almost ko'd your damn heart.
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>Fucking cute little pone.
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"Alright fine, we'll get some ice cream. But if you get sick don't come crying to me."
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>"Okay!"
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>Whipping out your phone you looked up if there were any ice cream places around.
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>From the looks of it there was a small hole in the wall place not even two blocks away.
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>With a new destination you set off once again.
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>Fact is humans are stupid.
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>So here you are with a tiny filly atop your head in an ice cream parlor in the middle of the winter season.
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>And the place is packed.
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>Besides a young horse, who the fuck would think its a good idea to eat ice cream now?
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>Walking over to the counter you eyed the different flavors being sold.
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"So which one do you want?"
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>"Hmmmm , Oh! How about a strawberry cone? No! A chocolate shake would be delicious."
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>And like that Scootaloo devolved into going through and listing the flavors she wanted to try.
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>Which was really every flavor behind the glass screen.
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>You felt her keep inching forward on top of your head until she was precariously close to falling over.
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>Her curiosity of the various ice cream flavors would be her undoing.
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>Then with a single 'eep' she tumbled forward.
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>You were ready for this.
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>Catching the filly you let out a laugh.
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"Alright, how about we decide what we want without having to visit the hospital today okay."
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>"I meant to do that."
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>Why don't I believe you.
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"So decision time, what are you getting?"
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>"Chocolate shake!"
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>She emphasized her decision while raising a small hoof in the air in victory.
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>Looking around you didn't see anybody actually attending the counter.
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>Da fuq?
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"Hello? Anybody here?"
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>"Down here...sir."
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>Glancing down you saw a pony head that barely rose above the counters level.
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>"What can I get you today?"
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>With the icy tone and glare directed straight at you you almost recoiled.
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>Why did you get a sudden feeling this pony didn't like you one bit.
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"We'll have one chocolate shake and a strawberry cone please."
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>"It'll be one moment."
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>The cream colored mare trotted over and began making yours and Scootaloos treats.
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>"Anon?"
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"What's up Scootaloo?"
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>"I don't think she likes you very much."
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"Whatever gave you that idea?"
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>You tried saying that last part with as little sarcasm as you could muster.
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>"Sir let me apologize again about Bon-Bon, she's normally not this hostile with customers."
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>Nodding slowly you tried calming down your frantic breathing.
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>"I'm sure she didn't mean to throw that knife at you."
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>From behind the counter you definitely heard.
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>"Horsefeathers, he got lucky I missed!"
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>Fucking homicidal horse.
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>The lady standing in front of you gave a small embarrassed laugh.
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>"So please the ice cream is on the house today."
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"Yeah, thanks."
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>So let's recap what happened here.
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>While waiting patiently for some delightful little treats, Scootaloo made a remark about the mare who's name you learned was Bon-Bon.
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>She said the said mare had a particularly large backside.
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>Being the responsible adult in this situation you tried telling her that she should say that about humans or mares as it was very rude.
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>Score one for Anon being a good role model.
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>But your luck ran out a long time ago I'm afraid.
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>The mare in question must have heard you're mutterings and insinuated that you were calling her bottom end fat.
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>It was, in a nice way. But that's beside the point.
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>Almost as if you had spider senses you turned just in time to see a very sharp knife flying at your head.
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>Luckily one of the shopkeepers managed to come out and restrain the homicidal mare before she could get her hooves on you.
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>So yeah, back to the present.
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>"Maybe next time we should go to a bakery?"
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"That sounds like a safe option."
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>"I'm still saying she had a large flank."
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>Damn you little horse.
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>Okay Anon don't freak out.
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"Scootaloo, please come out this isn't funny anymore."
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>Maybe freaking out a little is the right course of action.
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>After the little side quest of getting some icy treats you ended up in a furniture store.
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>Mostly to get some things which would adorn Scootaloo's new room.
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>On the list was a bed, dresser, nightstand.
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>Everything else you would order online.
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>When you got in the store and asked a clerk for some help it all went wrong.
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>Scootaloo vanished.
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>Holy shit! What if she was kidnapped?
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>Or would it be foal napped in this situation?
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>Shit this is not the time to figure out proper wording.
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>With your thoughts going a mile a minute you raced to the customer service area.
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>Maybe they could help.
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>When you ran up to the customer service desk a few things happened in a very rapid succession.
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>Firstly you managed to blurt out a lot of words very quickly.
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"ListenIcameinherewithasmallfillybutnowIcan'tfindheryouhavetohelpme!"
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>The lady that stood there could only watch with shock and fear as you rambled like a madman.
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>But what you didn't see was a butter yellow pegasi literally jump all the way to the ceiling and clutch the lamp hanging there out of fright.
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>Why is this important you may ask?
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>Well lets watch and see.
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>"Sir could you please calm down, otherwise I'm going to have to call for security."
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>Taking a deep breath you tried doing as instructed.
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>Getting kicked out of here wasn't going to help you find the filly.
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"OK, I'm calm see. Calmer than Gandhi."
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>"Riiiiight, now how can I help you sir?"
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>Relax your breathing, that's it deep breaths, in and out.
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>Fuck you need to start exercising again.
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>Being this winded after a little run.
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>Shit, Scootaloo!
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"Listen I came in here with a little orange filly. She disappeared seconds later and I could really use some help."
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>The lady's face went from being wary of you to downright worried.
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>"I'll get the security guard to look at the video from the cameras. We'll help you find her."
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>You and the lady however made a mistake.
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>You forgot about the yellow pegasus who was still hanging onto a lamp above.
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>Fun fact: What goes up, generally always comes down.
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>With a loud pop both the pegasus and ceiling lamp came crashing down.
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>You could only wince as the lady who was going to help you, broke the lamps and pony's fall.
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>The yellow equine managed to get out a single 'Owie' from the pile of metal and flesh now laying on the ground.
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"You both okay there?"
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>"Eeeeep!"
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>And yellow is back to hiding amongst the wreckage.
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>The lady's out cold though, damn.
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"Hey mellow yellow, listen I'm sure you heard what we were talking about from your perch up there."
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"I need to find that little filly before anything bad happens, so could you help me out and afterwords I promise I'll leave you alone to your panic attack."
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>"Yes sir."
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>It was barely audible but now we were making progress.
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>All in all the plan was simple.
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>Have yellow horse take you to the store security office.
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>There you'd get the guard to use the fancy surveillance footage to find out where the little pain in the butt went.
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>At which point you would go and find the said pain in the butt.
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>Promptly you would scold her for leaving your side and afterwords give her a nice hug.
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>You know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men.
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>They fuck you in the ass, with no lube or reach around.
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>The office itself was small and it didn't contain anything that would even resemble a monitor or computer.
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>And from the looks of it, the guard was about one shift from going to the big mall cop gig in the sky.
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>This couldn't fucking get any worse.
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>As if you had to ask.
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>You approached the aged guard who was snoozing happily in his chair.
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>Gripping his shoulder you gave him a good shake.
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"Time to wake up old timer, duty calls."
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>"Whas that, what in the sam hill, is the japs? I knew those sneaky fuckers would be back!"
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>That was oddly racist, and entertaining.
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>Looking around and trying to get his eyes to focus the old guys eyes finally landed on you and buttermilk.
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>"This area is off limits to customers sir, Fluttershy you should know that."
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>The pegasus which stood alongside you managed to shrink and hide behind her mane.
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>Hell look at that a portable pegasi.
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>You could probably fit her in a backpac.....
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>An idea began to form in your head at that moment.
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>You'd save that for a later time.
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>Back to business though.
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"Listen, I came into the store with a small filly who's gone missing."
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"Chicken little here said you could help."
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>"Settle your briches down fella. Yes I can help, come with me, the video room is in the back."
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>The old timer rose, and with a few cringe inducing pops courtesy of his bones the three of you set off.
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>Could this guy move any slower?
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>If Scootaloo was abducted the guys would probably be halfway to mehico by now.
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>After an agonizing walk, the three of you stood in a dimly lit room with several monitors adorning the walls.
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>"Alrightie sonny, lets see what we can do here."
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>The old guy started pressing some buttons.
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>The images on the screens began to change.
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>Rapidly shifting from camera to another.
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>Scenes from the cashiers stations.
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>The employee breakroom, oh look some dude was getting a blowie, good for him.
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>Customer service desk.
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>Hell that lady is still ko'd.
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"Stop there!"
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>On the upper most screen you saw her.
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>Scootaloo.
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>And she wasn't being kidnapped.
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>Or tortured.
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>But she was going to get a spanking when you got to her.
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>Because dear readers, the little filly was happily jumping on a demo bed in the back area of the store.
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>Sprinting out of the room you ran as fast as your legs would carry you.
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>Hell you got more cardio today than you have in the past month.
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>Your two helpers however barely managed to register your quick departure.
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>"Welp, my job here is done. Fluttershy make sure to lock the door when you leave."
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>"Yes sir."
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>With a salute the old guy went on his merry way, probably back to take another nap and dream of his days in dubya dubya tuh.
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>Which left us with miss yellowquiet.
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>Who took one quick glance at the monitor.
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>With a confused look on her face she lifted off the ground with a gentle flap of her wings.
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>"Is that?"
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>Slowly she floated to the screen to get a better look.
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>"Scootaloo?"
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>The filly continued to happily jump atop the bed.
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>And from the side approached the human from earlier, and boy he did not look happy at all.
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>A sudden realization hit Flutters at that moment.
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>Maybe she should go check on her unconscious supervisor and owner.
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>Deep boiling anger.
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>That and a whole lot of really pissed off Anon.
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>That is exactly what you are at this moment.
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>And there not even fifteen feet from you, happily jumping on a bed was the rapscallion that caused you all this headache.
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>Like papa anon always told you whenever you stole his nudie mags, I'm about to paint your bottom red.
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>You approached slowly.
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"Having fun there Scootaloo?"
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>The jumping stopped.
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>The little pony stared at you with a sheepish grin.
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>"Yeah this place is great!"
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>Nope.
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"What were you thinking!"
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>The tone and volume of that simple string of words carried through the entire store.
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"Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
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"I honestly thought someone abducted you?"
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>Scootaloo shrank with each word that left your mouth.
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>Her ears folded against her head.
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>You closed the distance between the two of you.
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>The look in her eyes described how scared she really was at this moment.
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>Grabbing the little filly you brought her to your chest and hugged her.
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"Don't ever scare me like that again okay?"
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>God damn you were being a big pussy right now.
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>But it's okay, cause she was okay.
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>"I'm sorry."
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"I'm sorry too but you cant run off like that. You know better than anyone that there are some bad people here in the world."
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>"I know, so are you still mad at me?"
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"Oh yeah, I'm pissed. But for now I'm just relieved that your okay."
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>You still held the pegasus close.
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>Thank goodness she was okay.
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>Fuck.
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>You were starting to sound like your dad.
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>Maybe next you'd pick up a drinking and pipe tobacco habit.
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"And now were going to go see the three that helped me find you, so you can apologize to them."
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>"Aww do I have to?"
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>The glare you sent scoots way was the only answer she needed.
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>"Fine."
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>And just like that you headed to see the customer service rep and the yellow pegasus.
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>After that maybe you'd be able to do what you originally set out for.
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>A short walk later found you standing in front of the customer service desk where this whole search for orange horse began.
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>And there sitting down was the same lady who offered you aid, only to be struck down by a lamp with a vengeance.
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>Fucker had it out for her.
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>Holding an ice pack to the top of said lady's head was the yellow pegasi.
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>You coughed once to get their attention.
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>Anon used cough.
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>It’s super effective!
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"Hey, I just wanted to say thank you, to both of you, for everything you did."
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>Sending a smile towards the yellow pony, you picked up Scoots so she could apologize.
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"And this one here is sorry as well, aren't you?"
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>"I'm sorry, I wa.... Miss Fluttershy?"
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>"Scootlaoo I thought it was you earlier."
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>Okay you are rightfully confused.
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>Fluttershy quickly flew over and snatched Scootaloo straight from your hands.
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>And proceeded to hug the shit out of that little filly.
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>It would be cute, if not for the fact that it looked like Scoots was being deprived of you know, oxygen.
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>And that look in her eyes that screamed ‘kill me, just put me out of my misey’.
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>How cute.
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"So I take it you two know each other?"
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>Butternutter, eased off on her choke hold before responding.
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>"Oh my yes, back in Equestria Scootaloo was always around with the Cutie Mark Crusaders."
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>Ok.
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>I don’t even want to know.
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>So cool, moving on.
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>The two ponies continued to their talk.
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>Completely forgetting that you were still there.
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>Wait a tick, wasn’t there the lady from before.
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"And how are you doing? You took a pretty nasty hit there earlier."
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>Turning your attention to the other human there, you eyed her now holding the ice pack to her head.
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>And if the large bump and grimace on her face were any indication it was a doozie.
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>"I'll live, it would take more than that to take me out yanno."
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>Yanno?
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>Da faq?
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>Turning back to the two ponies you noticed that they were still talking happily.
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>You would have loved to let Scoots talk to her hearts content, but you both had shit to do.
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"Hey Fluttershy, do you mind doing me a favor?"
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>You addressing the easily frightened pegasus nearly sent her to the ceiling... again.
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>"Umm maybe. That depends on.."
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>She turned to look at her owner, which only waved her hand in the air like she didn't care.
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>Must’ve looked like a good-to-go to her.
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"Do you mind looking after her for a few minutes while I take care of the shopping here, this way you two can catch up."
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>"I don't mind at all."
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>Fuck yeah, multitasking like a muthafucka.
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"I shouldn't be long."
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>Giving Scootaloo a quick head pat, which she tried swatting away with her hoof you smiled.
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"Make sure you behave missy."
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>"Bite me."
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“Keep that up that attitude and I might.”
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“Wait so there’s a school for ponies?”
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>”Oh my yes, ever since ponies appeared here we still needed to teach them the basics like cutie marks and such.”
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>You nodded as if it made sense.
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>”So naturally, there were humans that began these schools to teach younger ponies.”
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>Currently you were just wasting time at the store where Katie and Fluttershy worked.
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>By the way Katie was Fluttershy’s owner and a good person.
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>Besides being a huge dike.
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>But the good kind.
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>Heart of gold and bullshit like that.
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>Looking down at Scoots who was happily trying to devour an enormous bag of cotton candy you wondered if maybe it would do her some good to go to a school like that.
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>Interacting with ponies her own age would probably help.
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“Do you think maybe Scoots should go there as well?”
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>”She sure as hell isn’t going to learn anything about being a pony from your dumb ass.”
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“Thanks for the input, now shut the fuck up Katie. Don’t you have some poor girl to stalk on facebook or something.”
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>”Bitch please, this chick will be dining on some fine clam chowder tonight, mark my words.”
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>And you just threw up a little in your mouth.
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>Fucking Katie.
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“Anyway, what do you think Fluttershy?”
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>”Well I think it would be best for her to go, there’s things that humans wouldn’t know how to teach ponies.”
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>So she should go, but would she want to.
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>You wouldn’t force her.
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>But you had some trick up your sleeve.
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>Scoots however was in her own little cotton candy filled world.
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>Kneeling down you booped the cotton candy vacuum who was once a pony.
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>Oh the scrunchening!
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“So what do you think Scoots, want to go to school and maybe make some new friends?”
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>Scootaloo looked like she was deep in thought at your question.
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>”Will they make me do homework?”
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“It’s school, so probably yes.”
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>”Nope, don’t wanna.”
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>Damn it horse, she was starting to act way too much like you.
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>You’re so proud.
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>Alright Anon, time for plan numero bribe.
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“How much?”
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>”Ten bags.”
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“Two.”
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>”Eight.”
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“Five and not a single one more.”
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>”Deal.”
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>Standing back up you saw that Flutterbiscuit was staring intently at your exchange.
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>And boy oh boy did she look confused.
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>Slightly tilting her head to the side she asked the question.
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“Bags?”
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“Of candy, I’m the kind of responsible parental figure that likes to use candy bribery to win arguments with fillies.”
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>A small giggle left Fluttershy at your pretty direct explanation.
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“So how do I get her signed up?”
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>”Here you jackass.”
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>Katie must have taken a break from her online stalking and gotten you the information for the pony school.
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>”Just give them a call, and they’ll set everything up. A friend of mind is in charge so you can trust the place.”
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“And by a friend of yours?”
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>”Wouldn’t you like to know.”
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>The smile on her face honestly freaked you out, and you’ve seen some shit man.
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>But seriously that smile.
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>So yeah, Scoots was going to school.
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>”Let me out of this thing right now!”
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>The tugging and rustling against your back intensified.
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“Nope, not happening.”
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>”I swear the moment I get out of this thing I’m going to bite your shins off.”
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“Like you tried to last time?”
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>”That was a fluke and you know it.”
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>Last time Scoots had a fit and pulled her biting routine you put her in a door jumper.
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>You know the things for toddlers that hangs in the doorway.
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>Boy was she mad.
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>But now.
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>The rage you felt coming from the filly was nothing more than what pure hatred felt like.
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>She’d get over it.
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>Chewing noises brought you out of your inner monologue.
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>Now however the filly was “happily” not trying to chew her way out of your backpack.
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>And she still managed her loving attitude towards you in between attempts to regain her freedom from the oppressive backpack of doom.
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>”This is so embarrassing, what if the other kids see me like this.”
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“Then you can tell them you have a caretaker who is way overprotective.”
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>”And a weirdo!”
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“Sticks and stones.”
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>And there’s the aggressive chewing again.
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>At this rate you'd probably need a new backpack.
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>Maybe you could get that nice one you saw at the store earlier.
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>Thing was awesome.
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>You’d have to check if it was chew proof.
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>The rest of the walk was comprised of you humming jollily and Scootaloo still trying to gnaw her way out of your backpack.
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>Fun.
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>But as with all trips it came to an end.
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>Setting down your backpack carefully you opened it up.
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>Scootaloo not wasting the chance at escape, leaped from inside and landed right in front of you.
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>Barring her teeth and ready to attack.
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>"You ever stick me in there again Anon, and I swear I'll bite you while you sleep."
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"Yeah, Yeah. Now Here's where you're going to be going to school."
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>You pointed to the building directly behind her.
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>It wasn't anything fancy really.
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>To be honest the place looked like a regular house.
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>It would be kind of weird if they made a no-kidding school for ponies here.
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>Slinging your now empty bag over your shoulder you made the small trek to the front door.
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>The filly right by your side.
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>Well here goes nothing.
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>Knocking on the front door you waited.
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>And waited.
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>Peering through the small glass section of the door you saw...
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>Nothing.
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>"Pick me up, I wanna see."
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>Hold your horses.
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>Kek horses.
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>Which you're going to hold.
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>God you need to get out more.
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>So you picked up Scootaloo and put her right up to the window.
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>"I don't see anything... aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
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>Jumping right out of your hands Scoots landed on top of your head.
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>You could feel her heart going a mile a minute.
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>Looking to see what freaked her out you saw it.
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>An older women was now peering at you through the window.
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>As she opened it you got a whiff of a scent you remember all too well.
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>Chocolate chip cookies.
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>"Well hello dearies, if my old mind serves me right you must be Anon and Scootaloo."
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"Yes ma’am, I'm guessing I'm at the right place then."
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>"Well yes, now come inside quickly, I have some treats in the oven which we can't let get burnt."
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>And like that you were lead inside.
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>With Scoots still firmly attached to your head.
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>Maybe you should stop giving her energy drinks.
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“How long have you been teaching here, if you don’t mind me asking?”
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>”Oh I’m not the teacher dear.”
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"So you don't actually teach here?"
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>"No dearie, in my old age I wouldn't be able to keep up with all these youngsters."
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>There in the kitchen surrounded by the smell of freshly baked Chocolate chip cookies you sat at the table.
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>Scootaloo who was preoccupied with chowing down on a cookie sat in your lap.
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"So who teaches here then?"
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>"Oh that would be my personal assistant, she had the wonderful idea of starting this school to help with the bills."
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>That actually made a lot of sense.
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>"Cheerilee, honey can you come here for a moment?"
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>"Coming Nana."
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>And with a that a smiling magenta pony entered the kitchen.
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>"You must be Anon, and Scootaloo it's so wonderful to see you again."
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>"Miss Cheerilee."
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>With the cookie in hoof completely forgotten Scoots ran over to the mare and engulfed her in a big hug.
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"So I'm guessing you two know each other?"
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>"Uh-huh, Miss Cheerilee was my teacher back in ponyville!"
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>Yup they definitely know each other.
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"So, how does all this work?"
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>The magenta mare giggled at your question.
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>"You don't need to do too much, just make sure Scootaloo is here monday through friday, and she does her homework."
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>Okay, you should be able to handle that.
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“That doesn’t sound too bad.”
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>The look that Cheerilee gave you was somewhere between ‘I’ve seen some shit’ and ‘You say that now’.
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>”But yes, the other children should be arriving here shortly, you can pick Scootaloo up at three.”
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>Getting up you walked over to the little bundle of terror.
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“Alrightie then, now Scoots remember no arson or biting the other kids.”
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>”Very funny, now scram before anypony see’s me with a weirdo like you.”
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>Gently mussing up her mane you stood back up from your kneeling postion.
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“Well then, I’ll be back this afternoon.”
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>A chorus of voices met your ears.
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>”Take care dearie.”
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>”Goodbye Mr. Anon.”
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>”Bye weirdo.”
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>It’s almost like you were all grown up now.
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>After dropping off Scootaloo at her new school you headed home.
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>You were going to grab your stuff and head to work.
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>And by head to work you meant to go check how the office was looking after the whole Jerry thing.
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>Man when that guy decided to go out with a bang.
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>Oddly the walk belt felt, well empty.
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>No filly trying gnaw here way out of a backpack like one of those alien things from the movies.
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>Holy shit, now you have an idea for her next year’s Halloween costume.
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>No snarky comments about your masculinity or threats of shins being kicked and/or bitten.
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>Wow the walk just became boring.
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>But soon enough you arrived home.
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>And your front door was open.
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>You know for a fact you locked up on your way out.
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>Oh shit.
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>You got robbed!
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>Fuck they better not have taken your dreamcast.
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>Screw anybody that didn’t like that thing.
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>Running inside however you were surprised to see a vey unexpected guest sitting on your couch sipping tea.
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>”Mr. Anonymous, how good to see you again.”
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>The man from before.
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>The Doc.
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>”There is a situation we need to discuss, quite urgently.”
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>You didn’t like where this was going.
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>”Scootaloo might be in some trouble if this isn’t resolved, tea?”
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>The guy held up a cup of tea in your direction.
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“No thanks, umm what was that about trouble for Scoots?”
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>”Scoots, I like that. But yes a matter of grave importance has come up that we can’t let go by.”
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>You swallowed nervously.
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>”Scootaloo is going to need her shots.”
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>Oh my go… wait what?
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“Shots?”
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>”Yes, immunization. Her records show she still hasn’t received all her shots.”
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>He held out a card towards you.
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>”Here’s the address of the closest doctor that will be able to take care of everything.”
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>Letting out the breath you didn’t even realize you were holding you relaxed.
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>”Are you alright Anon.”
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“Fine, you almost scared the crap out of me but yeah, I’m fine.”
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>The old man gave a chuckle.
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“Why are you coming here to tell me this, you could have called and just told me this.”
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>”Oh pish posh, my office gets so boring this time of year. I needed to get out for a bit.”
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“And break and enter?”
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>”Minor detail. But despite what you think of us, the ponies health is on top of our priorities here.”
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“Besides enslaving them.”
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>”You say enslavement, I say protection. There are evil people out there, make no mistake about that.”
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>The jolly face on the older gentleman face disappeared in an instant.
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>”If given the opportunity most of the ponies you see every day would have been dead and buried.”
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>”Every pony we track and sell is monitored, we ensure their health and safety from behind the scenes.”
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>”I don’t expect you to understand this Mr. Mouse, but we care about these creature a lot more than anyone would care to know.”
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>This guy confused the hell out of you.
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“So then why charge people for the ponies, why not just give them to those that want to help them like yourself?”
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>”The simplest reason, doing what we do costs money, and we do not receive any funding whatsoever from any agency that may try to impose their own rules on us.”
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>Looking at his watch the mans face returned to the jolly smile h held before.
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>” But please give what I have said some thought. You’ll be surprised but there are many others out there who want only the best for these ponies”
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>”With that I must be off.”
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“Going to give someone else a heart attack by breaking into their home?”
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>”Nothing so extravagant, but I may just go to a museum.”
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>”I always liked dinosaurs.”
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>And with that the man known to you as the Doc left.
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>He is one strange guy.
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>After that little encounter you went on to your workplace.
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>The smell that assaulted your nose at the office was horrendous.
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>Someone must have left the heat on or something because dear god.
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>Even the flies lay dead on the ground.
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>Fucking Jerry.
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>So with nothing to do you headed out on the town.
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>Scoots was still at school.
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>And you had a couple of hours to kill.
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>Well time to go bother your favorite dyke in the whole wide world.
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>And her adorably quiet companion.
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>A short walk later and you were at their store.
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>Some of the workers waved as you made your way to the back area where their help desk was.
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>You were slowly becoming a regular.
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>Not that you bought anything there in a while.
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"Hey Fluttershy."
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