Chapter four: Rarity’s story.
Another thing bothered Watson. On one of the walls a painting of a sail boat was hung up. Why would you bring a picture of a boat to your new house and not bother bringing anything else? Watson didn't get a long time to ponder the fishiness of the situation when he heard a new voice directly behind him say,
“Hey!”
Watson almost yelled when he heard the voice, but instead, in a panic, he turned around very quickly and stumbled to the ground. When he looked up he saw that it was just Officer Dirk, smiling a little because he just scared Watson so easily.
“Officer Dirk?” Watson got up to his hooves, “What are you doing here?”
“Please,” The Officer said calmly, “Call me Justin.”
Watson was still breathing heavily from when he was spooked. “Justin?” Watson wanted to make sure he heard right. “That's such a weird name.”
“My first name is actually Justice,” he clarified, “but my friends call me Justin.”
“I see.” Watson wondered if Justin was considering him as one of his friends. “Like I asked earlier, what are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same question.” Justin said cheerfully.
“Boxes.” Watson answered in one breath. “Why would somegryphon move to a new house and not pack anything with him? I don't see any furniture or food or ANYTHING!”
“Oh!” Justin said with interest, “I would have never thought about that. Good deducing Watson.”
“Thanks.” Watson decided to take the credit for Sherlock’s box theory. “So, now's the third time I'm asking, what are you doing here?”
“Well, on an advertisement, it said this place was a two bedroom house and I only see-”
“One bedroom.” Watson finished Justin's thought. “That's strange isn't it.” The two tapped their chins thinking for an answer. “Do you think the ad-vur-tis-muhnt was up to date?”
“Ad-vur-tis-muhnt?” Justin questioned, “Do you mean ad-ver-tahyz-muhnt?”
“That's what I said. ad-vur-tis-muhnt.”
“No, you're saying Ad-vur-tis-muhnt like some British hobo.”
“I am British, thank you very much.” Watson grew tired of the subject and wanted to move on. “Let's just look for clues and solve this as quickly as we can.” Watson returned his gaze to the painting and Justin just stood there being awkward.
“Well, what were you looking at before I got here?” Justin finally broke the silence.
“I was wondering why Greg would not bring a single thing to his house except for a painting of a boat. There doesn't seem to be anything special about it either. Heck, I think there are ponies running the ship, not gryphons.” Watson got another closer look at the painting. It looked exactly the same from when he first saw it.
“Perhaps he's the painter of it?” Justin brought up.
“Already checked. There's no signature anywhere on the painting.” Watson kept looking. He would have been the first pony to spot anything suspicious on it, but he saw nothing that looked even remotely suspicious.
“Maybe it's on the back. Did you check there?”
“Um, no.” The truth was Watson was scared to touch it. He thought something bad would happen if he did, like a booby trap or an alarm would go off.
“Ok then, let's check.” Justin reached past Watson who was staring deeply at the painting and took it from its spot on the wall.
Watson tensed up a bit when the painting was moved. Thankfully nothing exploded when Justin touched it.
Justin was looking at the back of the painting and Watson stared at the spot the painting was moments before. Watson's mouth fell when he saw what was behind the painting. It was a square hole in the wall that could not be seen with the painting over it. “What's that?” Watson asked.
Justin looked up from the back of the painting and over at Watson. He then saw the unmissable large hole in the wall Watson was pointing at. “What IS that?”
“I don't know that's why I asked.”
Justin didn't take heed of what Watson said and moved closer to the hole.
He stuck his head in the hole to see what was inside.
“Whoa,” Justin said with his head in the wall. “I think,” He took his head out and faced Watson, “I think I found the second bedroom.”
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“How's the search going?” Sherlock said while standing in the lobby's doorway.
“Terrible.” Alex said while facing the 'Uses for Dragon Scales' book and not Sherlock. “I can't find anything that uses laughing powder and dragon scales in this gigantic book. You wouldn't happen to know what type of dragon scales were used, would you?”
“Um, no. All dragons smell the same.” Sherlock said. Alex sighed from her desk. “But listen dear,” Alex quickly glared at Sherlock with a mad expression. Sherlock knew he shouldn't have called her, ‘dear.’ “I mean, Alex. I think I know another ingredient.”
Alex sighed again, “What is it?”
“I not exactly sure.” Alex rolled her eyes. This wild goose chase just went from ‘going nowhere’ to ‘officially lost.’ “But I know it's something that can be found in the Everfree forest.”
“Thanks Sherlock, but that doesn't really help.” Alex said sarcastically.
“You're welcome.” Sherlock Smiled. He heard the door to interrogation room C open and a white unicorn stepped out. Sherlock turned to Alex and said, “I got to go. The next interrogation is going to start and I'm already behind schedule as it is. Is Watson back yet?”
Alex answered in a cold, annoyed voice, “No.”
“Huh. I guess he wasn't able to run to and from Greg's house. Tell him to come in interrogation room B when he gets back. I have to start the next interrogation.”
Sherlock decided to meet the unicorn in the hallway. If he quickly ran back into interrogation room B, then that would just make things awkward. “Hello!” Sherlock said while walking toward the unicorn. “I'm Sherlock Hooves world famous detective. And you are?” Sherlock pretended that he already didn't know the mare’s name. Sherlock could smell a very tiny scent of an apple make up vibe coming from her. It was a very weak smell, but it was still there. And according to Applejack's story a mare that goes by the name of Rarity was the only pony that buys apple make up.
“Rarity.” She answered with her accented voice that Sherlock didn't know where it was from.
“Ah, Pleasure to meet you.” Sherlock was close enough to shake the mares hoof. “Such a shame that's happened today.” Sherlock spoke quietly and sincerely to show respect.
Rarity sighed very deeply, “Yes. Do you have any clues to who the murderer might be?”
Sherlock took note that this unicorn could be a suspect. Although Applejack and Rainbow Dash said she was at dinner, she could have slipped out without them knowing and had just enough time to murder Greg. If she wasn't that detailed about dinner in her story then she probably wasn’t there. The way she was worried about Sherlock having any leads to who the murderer might be seemed sketchy.
“Um, no, unfortunately I have no suspects.” Sherlock lied. He wanted this unicorn to think Sherlock wasn't on to her. If she was the murderer, that is. “You can help me though. How ’bout we talk more in the interrogation room.”
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“What's in there?” Watson asked.
“I don't even know!” Justin said excitedly because of the discovery that was just made. “But whatever it is Greg must've wanted to keep it a secret.”
Watson decided to have a turn to look. He stuck his head in the hole and saw an entire room filled with tables full of science equipment and chalkboards that had boatloads of information on them. The chalkboards just looked like scribbles from Watson's perspective, but it was probably important to Greg.
“So, I take it that Greg is a scientist.” Watson said with his head still in the hole. “What’s all this information and math about on the chalkboard over here? And whys it all in here?” Watson thought out loud.
“I guess there's only one way to find out! We're going to have to check it out ourselves!” Justin sounded excited from the idea.
“I don't think any of us can fit in this tiny hole, can w-”
Before Watson could finish his sentence, Justin pushed him through the tiny opening in the wall.
Watson fell to the floor on the other side and said with a groan, “I think we fit.”
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“You know Rarity, you remind me so much of myself when I was your age!” There was that line again. Sherlock found that he really liked to use that line when getting ponies of interest on his side. Suspect or not.
“Really?” Rarity had a hard time believing. “I didn't know somepony like you could be so interested in fashion.”
Sherlock didn't know if he should take that as a compliment or an insult. He decided to take it as a compliment.
“Yes, I always loved to dress up my eight little brothers and sisters.” Sherlock lied. He actually only has one little brother. And he ran away from home and changed his last name to wooves, but that's another story.
“Oh, you're lucky. I only have one little sister, but she's so rowdy she acts like twelve little sisters.”
Sherlock forced a laugh. “Great, now she's on my side. Time to get down to business.” “So…Rarity”
“To be honest Sherlock I didn't really talk much to Greg.” Rarity said.
“That’ fine. What I'm doing is getting more than just clues from you. I want to connect the pieces of this murder crime together starting from this morning.” Not the best wording Sherlock's done. Rarity looked confused at him and Sherlock knew he had to explain. “I want you to tell me how your day was from when you woke up to when you were asked to be interrogated. I know your day was probably a little crazier than most days, but as long as everything checks out, then we're good.”
Rarity was about to begin, but Sherlock remembered something and added, “You don't have to be a hundred percent detailed in your story. Just go over important things that happened from the moment you woke up.”
“Alright.” Rarity drew in a breath and tried her best to remember what she had done earlier that day. “When I woke up this morning I was incredibly happy.”
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It was Saturday. And that meant Rarity could do whatever she wanted. She didn't have to take any orders for dresses to be made, she didn't have to finish any deadlines and she didn't have to look after her little sister. Thank Celestia she didn't have to do the last one.
She went downstairs to make herself some breakfast when she saw her sister and her two other friends already awake downstairs.
“You are spending the day at Applebloom's house, correct?” Rarity wanted to make sure that she didn't have to look after three fillies. Now that would be a horrible way to start the day.
“Yeah,” her sister, Sweetie Belle, answered, “We're just making some plans for our crusading before we go over.”
“Oh,” Rarity said with a lot of relief. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and starting listening in on the foals’ conversation.
“All we need to make this trap work now are L-9 version four titanium screws.” Scootaloo pointed at a blueprint of something. “If we put them at the top here, then it will be impossible for it to escape!” Scootaloo sounded excited. And that worried Rarity. A lot.
“What exactly are you crusading for this time?” She asked then took a sip of her orange juice.
Scootaloo was the first to yell out, “We're goin cutie mark crusader bear hunter!”
Rarity choked on a little of her orange juice in her throat. She set the glass down and said, “Absolutely not.”
All the girls whined, “Aaaaawwwww…”
“I don't want you going into the forest looking for trouble.”
Sweetie Bell broke in. She was the only foal that was brave enough stand up to Rarity. “But we're not actually going to go looking for bears! We're going to set up a trap and see if it catche-”
“No buts!” Rarity cut in. “I don't want to see any of you set a single hoof into that forest, understand?”
Sweetie Bell sighed, “Yes, sister.”
Well that argument didn't go the way Rarity was planning on. She and her sister could fight literally for days. Sweetie Belle seemed to have given up quicker than Rarity was expecting. “Alright then, why don't you see if you can do anything fun and safe over at Applebloom's house.” Rarity put a lot of emphasis on the word ‘safe’
Applebloom said for the first time in front of Rarity, “Kay girls, let's see what we can do over at my place.”
The three girls all agreed and headed out the door, leaving Rarity alone in her house. “So what does today's agenda look like?” Rarity thought to herself. “I should probably go to the spa again.” Rarity smiled at the idea and started to cook herself up an omelet. She was going to have to eat it quickly if wanted to spend most of her day at the glorious spa.
This is going to be a good day.
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“But it wasn't a good day at all!” Rarity said.
“Aw, things always take a turn for the worst.” Sherlock sympathized.
“I finished my breakfast and took a bath. I was all set to go to the spa, but then my friend Pinkie Pie knocked on my door.”
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“Rarity! I got a surprise for you! Well it's not really a surprise it's actually some interesting news that's very surprising!”
It was hard to keep up with Pinkie’s motor mouth, but Rarity got the gist of what the party pony was saying. “What's the news?” Rarity was excited because Pinkies Pie seemed to be very excited about the news.
“Gilda's moving to Ponyville! They took that old house that's near the hill!” Pinkie said while jumping ten feet in the air.
The smile that was on Rarity's face slowly turned into a frown. “But Pinkie, dear, I thought you disliked that gryphon.”
“Not anymore! She said she’s an entirely new gryphon! Her brother said he's really seen the difference!”
“Gilda has a brother? How did you talk to him?” Once Rarity questioned Pinkie she realized she would dread the answer she was thinking of. “Please don't tell me Gilda's brother moved here too.”
“Yep! Gilda and Greg are official members of Ponyville!” Pinkie stopped jumping and tapped her chin. “Hhhhmmmm…Gilda and Greg…Hey that gives me an idea for a song to sing at his party!”
“Pinkie are you sure you want to throw a party, I mean do you remember how the last party with Gilda went?”
“Oh come on Rarity! Stop hesitating! Just give Gilda and Greg a chance. Once you get to know the new them, you might actually like them!”
Rarity sighed, “Alright Pinkie, if you say they're nice then I believe you.”
“That's great! Hey that gives me two ideas! I'm going to tell Fluttershy about the new citizens of Ponyville!” Pinkie left in a dash.
“I don't think it's a good idea to tell Fluttershy!” Rarity tried to call out to Pinkie, but Pinkie was long gone so Rarity knew it was hopeless.
Well this sucked. This is probably the. Worst. Possible. Thing. That could happen. Rarity sighed and headed to the spa trying to block out the news she had just heard.
But something bugged her. Gilda was the meanest to Pinkie Pie and she seemed very excited that Gilda was moving in. How much did that gryphon change for Pinkie to like her again? Maybe Gilda really did change. How else would Pinkie be that excited? Well actually Pinkie is excited all the time, but that's not the point.
Perhaps Rarity would give them a chance. If Gilda isn’t the same gryphon then what if she and Rarity could actually become friends?
Although the walk to Gilda's house was far from Rarity's house, she would take the extra time from her day to meet with them.
The walk was very heart pounding. Rarity was thinking of negative possibilities that could happen now that Gilda was in town the entire way there. When she eventually got to the front gate of the house she wanted to immediately turn around. The house looked the exact same when it was empty. Rarity was surprised anypony could live there.
“Just give them a chance.” Those words were stuck in Rarity’s head. She took a deep breath and slowly started walking through the front yard and towards the door. She soon came face to face with the dreaded door and knocked.
An immediate response came from inside, “Look dragon stop asking me questions! I told ya to beat it!” It sounded like a male voice so it was probably Greg.
Did he say dragon? “I’m not a dragon!” Rarity yelled back. The only dragon she knew was Spike.
A few moments later the door opened and Rarity was confronted with a confused looking gryphon. He said, “Oh, It’s not a dragon. It’s another pony welcoming me to town,” he sighed, “What do you want to give me?”
Rarity was at a loss for words. What just happened? She was very nervous and said, “I, um, don’t have anything to give you, but if you want I could go back-”
“No thank you!” He said rapidly. “All the gifts I’ve been given are ones can’t use. You don’t have to give me anything. It’s just everypony I’ve met so far has given me something.” He cleared his throat, “My name’s Greg.”
“Rarity.” Rarity pointed to herself. That was awkward. “Do you know where Gilda is?”
“I think she’s at the hospital volunteering. Why don’t you tell her I said hi, ok? I got a lot of science stuff I need to catch up on so I’ll see you later.” Greg closed the door before Rarity could say anything else.
That was a horrible introduction. Rarity started walking down the road that would eventually lead to the spa house. Well at least she took the extra time to walk down here to tell a gryphon what her name was. But did he say Gilda was volunteering? That’s definitely new. Rarity kept walking feeling a little angry at herself when she saw something glow from the corner of her eye.
She didn’t make it far from Greg’s house when she saw the glowing object. It was hidden in the bushes and looked rather large. She moved the shrubs covering the object with her magic and got a better look at it. It looked like a green book with gold lettering. What did it say?
Just then Rarity heard the presence of another pony. She quickly looked up and saw that it was Applejack. It was just the pony she needed to talk to actually.
“Hello Applejack, what are you up to?” She asked.
“Um, nothin much.” Applejack dropped something on the ground. It was also green and it looked like it had a cherry on top.
“What was that?” Rarity pointed at the green object that Applejack just dropped.
“It was a cupcake ah found ‘ere. I was just lookin at it.” Applejack said nervously. She was obviously lieing. Applejack was always a terrible liar and Rarity knew it. “I wonder who it could belong to.” She was obviously lying again.
“That's rather odd because look what I found in the bushes over there.” Rarity took the book with her telekinesis and held it up for the two ponies to see. It was titled: gryphons. “I'm wondering if it belongs to Greg.”
“Oh, you’ve met Greg?” Applejack asked.
“Not really! I had the most absolutely horrible introduction with him.” Rarity whined.
Applejack chuckled, “Yeah, me too. We’ll hopefully you can talk to him when you give him his book back.”
Rarity put the book in her saddle bag with her magic. “Yes, hopefully.” Rarity remembered what she wanted to ask Applejack. “Pardon me asking Applejack, but is your Applecart open today?”
“Yeah. I closed it down fer a bit to go out fer a walk. If ya wanna buy something I’ll open it fer ya.”
“That would be lovely.” The two mares walked down the trail and up the hill toward the apple cart. “You still have apple make-up correct? I think they’ll be perfect for my spring line.”
“Yep, Rarity we’ll always have apple make-up. Even if you’re the only pony buyin um.” Rarity smiled at Applejacks remark. She was right. Rarity loved the smell and how the color blended perfectly.
Rarity saw that the apple cart was next to a slanted hill and wondered if that was the safest place to put it. “So Applejack, isn't it dangerous to have your cart so close to a slanted ledge?”
“Nope, the carts break system is top notch. When the lever is facing left the brakes are on. When they’re right then the wheels move where you push them!”
“Oh, I see.”
Applejack went behind the apple cart to where all the products were and Rarity stood in front of the cart, waiting for Applejack to take out a case of apple lip-stick. Applejack took out a case of Apple Flavored Lip-stick and said, “That’ll be three bits.”
Rarity leaned in close to place the three golden coins on the counter of the apple cart when she smelt something horrible. “What is that horrid smell?” Rarity backed her head away and covered her nose in an effort to block out the smell.
“What? It’s not a rotten apple is it?”
“No dear, I think it's you.” Rarity got a closer whiff of Applejack. “Oh my. Yes it's definitely you. It smells like burning. We're you cooking anything?”
“Um, yeah I was. Do you think I burned it?”
“Definitely. You need to go home and take a bath right now!”
Applejack looked contemplated at whether or not she should leave her apple cart again. Rarity knew Applejack probably wanted to look after the cart and not worry about hygiene so she cut in,
“I'll watch the cart while you're gone, okay. Just please do something about that smell.”
“Ok Rarity. If anypony comes you know what to do, right?”
“Please Applejack I'm not an idiot. Go, just go.” Rarity watched her friend run down the road and toward her house. So all she had to do now was watch over an apple cart. That should be simple.
Rarity sat there for a good seven minutes and nopony came. Was this what Applejack was planning on doing all day? Rarity got very bored doing nothing. She saw Rainbow Dash and Gilda fly over her. They were obviously racing and Rainbow Dash was winning. She wanted to call out to Gilda, but she decided introducing herself to one gryphon was enough for today.
Rarity decided that she would practice her magic. She was always so busy working on her latest dress that she never practiced what made her special. She picked up one of the apples-on-a-stick-without-a-stick with her magic and tossed it in the air. She always had trouble grabbing moving object with her magic so now would be a good time to practice. As the stick-less apple came down Rarity tried to grab it, but it ended up hitting her head. That didn't work.
She threw another apple, but had the same affect. How could she not do this? Twilight could probably catch barrels of falling apples. “Why can’t I do this?!” In Rarity’s anger she threw an apple very high into the air. It was higher than she had thrown the others and she soon realized her mistake when she saw a tiny speck that was an apple falling down toward her. “Focus Rarity. All you have to do is push up!” She closed her eyes and with all the focus she could muster enchanted the apple. She pushed up as hard as she could which slowed down the apples fall tremendously. She focused even more and soon the apple came to a complete stop just inches above her head. She only had a few moments of joy until she heard a loud clunk coming from the apple cart. She set the apple down and looked at the cart to see what caused the noise. She drew in a breath of shock when she saw that the lever holding the carts break was facing up. Apparently when Rarity was pushing up with her outburst of magic, she must have gotten a hold of the cart’s breaks too.
What did Applejack say about the breaks? Did left mean it was on or did was it right? Rarity clenched her head thinking of what her friend had said. She wanted to say the left meant the breaks were on, but then she remembered a rhyme that she heard in elementary school. It went like, ‘Lefty loosey, righty tighty.’ Left meant that the brakes would be loosened and right meant the brakes would be tightened.
Feeling a little accomplished that she remembered such a useless rhyme from so long ago; Rarity pushed the lever to the right. “Perfect,” she said looking at the cart.
Before Rarity had time to do anything else she heard a loud crash that came from a nearby house. It sounded like something heavy must have fallen. It also didn’t take long for Rarity to hear Derpy’s voice yell from the mail house she worked at say, “Help! Help! Somepony help!”
Rarity immediately ran to where the grey Pegasus was. When Rarity got to her side she saw that Derpy was crying very heavily. “What’s the matter dear?”
Derpy tried to talk through her teary voice, “I-I thought I lost Greg’s letter and I-I broke the shelf,” Derpy sniffed back some tears, “And it hit Twilight.”
“What are you talking about, dear?”
Derpy sunk to the ground trying to be as small as possible. She pointed into the mail house and quietly said, “I’m sorry.”
Rarity knew that her questions would probably be answered if she went inside the mail house. She burst through the door and gasped when she saw the scene. There was an at least a three hundred pound mail cupboard that fell on top of Twilight Sparkle. Rarity could see the purple unicorn under the cupboard and she called out, frantically, “Twilight are you okay?”
No response.
Rarity tried to lift the cupboard off her friend with her telekinesis, but it was no use. Rarity could hardly budge the thing.
“Derpy get in here!” Rarity said while trying to keep hold of the cupboard.
Derpy appeared in the front door and she whipped a tear off her cheek.
“Try...to lift this thing off...Twilight.” Rarity said while struggling to hold the cupboard up with her magic and her bare strength. She didn’t dare set the thing down on top of her friend. Derpy came to Rarity’s side and lifted the cupboard up a little more. It was just lifted up enough for twilight to be able to crawl out, but she was unconscious. Rarity couldn’t get her because her magic was being used to hold up the cupboard. So Rarity and Derpy were in a tough situation and their hooves were getting tired really fast.
“Do you...think...you can hold it up...while I grab her?” Rarity said with breath breaks. She was getting very, very tired.
“No.” Derpy said in a teary, tired voice.
“I...think I can,” Rarity tried to say, but it was just too much for her to hold up. Her grip was slipping.
Thankfully a new voice came from behind them saying, “Holy guacamole!” It was Spike.
“SPIKE!” Rarity said with deep breaths. “Can you crawl in and get Twilight from under here?”
It didn’t take long for the dragon to respond. He got next to Rarity and Derpy and gasp when he saw his sister unconscious. He got on all fours and crawled under the cupboard.
Now would be a horrible time for Rarity to drop the cupboard. She forced herself to hang on for just a tad bit longer, knowing that help was coming.
A purple unicorn was pushed out from under the cupboard and was followed by a smaller purple dragon. Rarity and Derpy dropped the cupboard on the ground once they saw Twilight and Spike make it from under the cupboard. This time the cupboard fell flat on the ground since nothing was under it.
Rarity wasn’t glad she didn’t have to hold up a heavy cupboard though. She was worried about her friend. Rarity, Derpy and Spike went to Twilight’s side.
“She’s breathing,” Rarity noted. “We need to get her to a hospital right away.”
Spike rapidly cut in, “NO! We don’t have the time! We’re losing her too quickly! I know what we need. Don’t move her!” Spike said loudly and ran out the door.
Rarity didn’t know what to do. She decided that she would listen to Spike. He seemed to actually have a plan. A tear came to Rarity’s eye when she stared at her unconscious friend. Derpy cried more. Rarity knew she had to calm her down. “Shhhh,” Rarity put a hoof around the crying grey pegasus, “It’s going to be okay. It’s not your fault.”
Derpy said without making any eye contact, “Yes it is! I-I tipped the cupboard on her. She was trying to calm me down and I screwed up!”
“It was only an accident, dear. It’s all going to be okay.” Rarity repeated herself, although she started to doubt herself a little.
“I’m back!” Spike said with heavy breathing. He must have obviously been running really fast. He held up bottle of light blue liquid. “This potion’s going to make it all better!” Spike quickly ran to Twilight’s side and poured the potion into his sister’s mouth. Rarity gave a sigh of relief.
But that relief was soon lost when Spike stopped pouring the potion when it was half full. “Uh-oh.” He said.
“What?” Derpy managed to say.
“The potions not strong enough! We need to add water to make it stronger!”
Rarity thought that was weird. Usually water makes liquids weaker. But I guess anything goes in the world of magic. “We can use the bathroom sinks.” Rarity headed to the back door and grabbed the potion out of Spikes claws with her telekinesis.
“Not too much!” Spike yelled out.
She made it to the bathroom and turned on a sink to a small water stream. Rarity took the potion and was about to put it under the sink’s water stream, but as soon as she did the water stopped flowing out of the sink.
Well this was bad. Rarity tried all the sinks, but none of them worked. It was like somepony stopped the water from coming into town.
Rarity quickly ran back into the other room where everypony else was. “The sinks aren't working!” She informed.
Derpy started crying again and Spike started thinking of what to do next. He looked over at Derpy and that gave him an idea.
“We can use Derpy’s tear! I think it will work, we only need just a drop of water anyway!” Spiked grabbed the bottle that was floating in air via magic and brought it over to Derpy.
Derpy moved her hooves that were covering her eyes and looked at Spike who placed the bottle on her cheek to collect her tear. When a teardrop found its way into the opening of the bottle Spike yelled, “Perfect!” and he ran over to his dieing sister. “Hang in there Twilight,” Spike said to the unconscious pony, “Derpy is VERY sorry.” And he poured the potion in a second time.
This time color rushed into Twilight's face and she started groaning. This was probably the happiest Rarity was to hear somepony groan. Twilight’s joints started to move and she even opened her eyes into tiny slits. She mumbled, but Rarity could still make out what she was trying to say, “Wh-what happened?” Twilight said while still lying on the ground.
“A big accident that's what.” Spike said so Derpy didn't have to admit herself, but she did anyway.
“It was my fault Twilight. I got angry and worried and I started bucking things around and the mail cupboard tipped over on you. I'm sorry.” Derpy looked down from shame.
“But she’s very sorry!” Spike defended. “I even have proof!” Spike held up an almost empty bottle that held the potion.
“Is that my regret potion?” Twilight asked still on the floor and still mumbling.
“Yep!”
“What's a regret potion?” Rarity asked.
“Oh they're the most dandy little things. When one pony hurts another pony and the pony who hurt the other pony feels bad about it then the hurt pony could drink the regret potion and whatever hurt him goes away! In our case Derpy hurt Twilight and Derpy felt bad about it so Twilight drank the potion and she got better.” Spike looked at his sister still lying on the floor and was now creating a pool of drool. “Or I should say, is getting better.”
Rarity chuckled, knowing that everypony was ok.
“The potions really strong too!” Spike added. “If one pony feels bad enough then it can actually bring some ponies back from the dead!”
Rarity was surprised to hear that fact.
The two healthy mares and one dragon stayed by Twilight's side until she felt better.
“If you don't mind me asking, but what were you angry about anyway Derpy?” Rarity asked.
Derpy sighed thinking back to the horrible memory, “I was just upset because I lost Greg's letter to the gryphon king and I also lost the mail room key.”
Spike's green eyes lit up. “Oh that's what this is about? I think I saw them over here.” Spike went on the other side of the cupboard and picked up something off the ground. “Yeah, here's the key and Greg's letter. They're right here.” Spike held up a key and an envelope.
Derpy started to cry again. She almost killed another pony because she wasn’t looking hard enough for what she lost. Rarity wrapped her hooves around depressed pegasus. Spike was sad that he made Derpy cry.
A few moments later Twilight managed to sit up. Derpy, with watery eyes, quickly hugged the unicorn and almost knocked her over from the force. Derpy whispered, “I'm so, so sorry.” Twilight patted Derpy on the back.
Twilight yawned and that made everypony else in the room yawn too. “How are you feeling dear?” Rarity asked.
“Well, when I first woke up it felt like a train ran over me. Now it only feels like a bus has ran over me.”
“See, you're getting better!” Spike said cheerfully. Twilight Smiled and Derpy added,
“I'm sorry.”
“I know you are and I forgive you, but I think I've had enough for today's lesson.” Twilight's smile widened.
“Alright then,” Rarity said. “I'd really love to stay and make sure you make a full recovery Twilight, but I promised Applejack that I'd watch over her cart and I haven't really been doing that. I also have to return Greg’s book back,” Rarity held up the green book and showed it to everpony inside, “So I’m going to be-”
Spike cut in when he saw the book. “YOU FOUND IT!”
Rarity stopped walking and Spike ran up to the unicorn. “I’ve been looking everywhere for this. Where did you find it?”
“In the bushes,” Rarity answered. “Why do you want Greg’s book?” She asked.
“It’s not Greg’s. It’s Twilight’s. Fluttershy borrowed it before I could get a hold it.” Spike took the book out from the air and Rarity just stared. Spike opened the book’s cover and said, “See? It’s Twilight's.” Spike held up the book and showed Rarity the front flap that had a signature on it. “Twilight always labels everything that’s hers.”
“Oh I see.” Rarity said when she saw the T.W.S signed on the book. “Well I guess it’s fine if I leave it with you.”
“I’ll set it back in the library,” Spike said. “You can check on the apple cart now.”
“That’s a great idea,” Rarity said and she looked over at the recovering Twilight. “Are you feeling better dear?”
Twilight let out a weak, scratchy, “Yes. Thanks for saving Rarity I’ll see you at Pinkie’s party tonight, right?”
Rarity opened the door and answered, “Definitely.”
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“That's sad.” Sherlock thought to himself. “All the ponies never made it to Greg's party.”
Rarity sighed, “But you can probably guess the nopony made it to Greg's party.”
“Guess? I don't guess I deduce.”
That made Rarity smile a bit and she fiddled with her mane. “So I went back to Applejack's apple cart, but things sorta went downhill.” Rarity paused and took her hoof out from her mane and said, “Literally.”
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Rarity was at the spot on the hill where the apple cart was, but the apple cart wasn't there. Oh no. What if she turned off the brakes instead of turning them on? If that was the case then the apple cart would have rolled down the hill and off the cliff…
Rarity looked down the slant and thankfully saw that the apple cart was just inches away from the drop off. It seemed that the apple cart was remaining motionless by a wooden board sticking out of the ground. So the breaks were apparently off. “Okay,” she thought, “all you have to do is pull the apple cart up before Applejack gets back. Where Is Applejack? I was expecting her to be back by now, but that's not the point! Just focus and push.”
Rarity's magic was still sore from holding up the heavy cupboard. Yes, magic can get sore.
She tried in vain to push the apple cart up, but it hardly budged. Instead the apple cart was drifting more to the side so Rarity quickly let go of the cart before she pushed it off on accident.
Great. Now what was she going to do? She could get a pegasus to help. All she had to do was find one before-
“Rarity, where’s the apple cart?” Applejack returned.
This was bad. At least the apple cart was still intact and could be retrieved somehow. “Um…well, while you were gone I had to go check on something…”
“What! You said you would look after it!”
“Let me explain dear, Twilight could of died if I didn't go help her.”
Applejack looked like she didn't believe Rarity. Rarity had a reputation of stretching the truth so she didn't blame her. Applejack asked, “So where is it?”
Rarity pointed down the dreaded ledge where the apple cart was. Applejack looked worried that her apple cart might have fallen of the edge and she went to Rarity's side.
She saw the cart just inches away from the drop off, but was being held in place by a wooden board.
“I guess I took the breaks off. Sorry.” Rarity spoke quietly to show she was really sorry.
Applejack looked to be forming a plan in her head and she said, “I'm gonna go get it.”
“No, please don't.” Rarity put a hoof on Applejack. “Why not get a pegasus to help you.”
“Ah can get it myself. If things go wrong, you can grab me with your magic right?”
“Well, yes I suppose I could. But I-”
“Great.” Applejack cut in. She started to walk slowly down the slant. Rarity wanted to tell Applejack that she couldn't catch falling objects so if Applejack fell then she would be doomed.
“Applejack, please-”
“I'll be fine. Just stick to the plan.” Except the plan is flawed if Applejack stumbles over the edge.
Applejack made it to the cart and Rarity decided to remain quite to not lose her friends focus.
Rarity saw Applejack grab an edge of the cart with her mouth and started to pull. The suspense was killing Rarity and she couldn't watch her friend think she was safe when she actually wasn’t. Rarity’s tipping point came when Applejack stumbled a little. If she started falling then Rarity wouldn't be able to save her.
“Look out Applejack!” Rarity screamed and grabbed her friend with her magic. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to do something.
Some part of Applejack's body must have touched the cart because when she got carried away by Rarity's telekinesis, the apple cart fell down the drop off. Applejack was a few inches off the ground so she couldn't move. She yelled out, “NO!” before Rarity heard the cart crash onto the ground below. At least Applejack was safe.
Rarity pulled Applejack back to the safety away from the drop off. Applejack looked like she wanted to cry. Rarity knew an apology was in order. Too bad the potion of regret won't help the situation. “I-I'm really sorry!”
Applejack looked angry at Rarity and she kept the orange mare away with her magic. Then after Applejack saw it was no use she sighed and looked at the ground. “It's alright, sugarcube. Ah shoulda listened when you said to get a pegasus. We're still friends.”
Rarity, still holding up Applejack, felt bad that she didn't warn Applejack she couldn't of caught her if she fell. “But I have to make it up to you somehow! I feel awful.”
“You can start by puttin me down.” The joke didn't seem to brighten Applejack's mood.
Rarity smiled, put Applejack down and went in to hug her. She had to stop herself when she got close to Applejack though. “You did take a shower, right?”
“Not really. I guess I have a lot of free time to do that now.”
Without saying anything else Applejack left Rarity and headed to her house.
“I know how to make it up!” Rarity said to herself. “I'm sure Applejack would love a brand new dress.”
Since Rarity loved to make dresses in her free time it only took her about an hour to complete her masterpiece.
Now what? Should she go to the spa? No it was close to dinner time. If she left now she would have to leave early to eat or just go through the spa hungry. She wished that something better to do would just knock on her door.
Suddenly a knock did come from the door. Rarity heard Rainbow Dash's voice from the outside say, “Rarity, I have to tell you something. A certain somepony has been naughty!” Well that didn't sound like better thing for Rarity to do.
Rarity didn't know what Rainbow Dash meant. She opened the door and she quickly understood exactly what was going on. Rainbow Dash was holding Sweetie Bell and the tiny filly had dirt on her face and leaves in her hair.
Rarity new that her little sister had to of gone into the forest, but she asked anyway.
“Please tell me you didn't go into the forest!” Rarity looked at her sister already knowing the answer.
“Uh...well...we knew Greg would save us.” Sweetie Belle tried to reason.
“What?” Rarity questioned.
“Greg saved them from a bear attack by pushing it off a cliff.” Rainbow informed.
Rarity gasped from shock. She had just about had it with all these near death experiences that her friends were having. “That’s two ponies that almost died today! Sweetie Belle go to your room this instant!”
Sweetie Belle jumped out of Rainbow’s hooves and trudged herself inside.
So Rainbow Dash had talked to Greg. Rarity decided that she would ask the pegasus a few questions about the gryphon that just moved in. “So you’ve actually talked to Greg?”
“Yeah, we were talking for a bit.”
“Where is he? I feel that we didn’t have a proper introduction.”
“He’s over at Fluttershy’s cottage right now. You can walk there with me, if you want.”
“That would be lovely.” Rarity closed and locked the door to make sure her sister didn’t try to escape. She started walking with her friend and Rarity started contemplating life. When the two got to Fluttershy’s front yard they saw Greg walk out of the cottage with a bandage on his shoulder and was carrying a dark purple basket around his neck that had a matching dark purple cloth over it.
“You’re leaving?” Rainbow asked with disappointment in her voice.
“Yeah, I have a lot of science stuff to catch up on.” Rarity noted that Greg looked pretty upset that he had to work now. He said, “Goodbye.” and flew off.
“Well...Some other time then.” Rarity said while she watched the gryphon fly out of sight. “He’ll be here tomorrow I suppose. I guess I’ll introduce myself then.”
“No. No.” Fluttershy said softly, “How about we make Greg some dinner and invite him and Gilda to it.”
Rainbow said after a few moments, “That’s a great idea.”
“Um, Okay.” Fluttershy said with a little bit of excitement in her voice, which wasn’t that much. “Rainbow you make a side dish, Rarity you make desert and I will make...fish.” Fluttershy said ‘fish’ very quietly.
“Fish?” Rainbow said with a surprised tone. “You mean 'make fish' as in killing it?”
“Yes.” Fluttershy sighed. “Greg is a carnivore which means he only eats other things.” Fluttershy hid her face behind her pink mane.
“Like what other things?” Rainbow asked.
“Like other living things!” Fluttershy said in her quite, stern voice. “It's going to be for Greg not for us.”
“And Gilda.” Rarity added.
“Oh yeah. Her too.” It seemed Fluttershy had forgotten entirely about her. “But just let me do this okay. Don't try to stop me. No matter what you say I'm-”
“Okay.” Rainbow cut in.
“What?” Fluttershy asked.
“I mean, animals die every day. How's this one time going to be any different?”
Fluttershy looked confused. She first wanted to make fish no matter what, but now it seemed that she didn't want to. “Oh. Okay. If everything is alright with you then I guess we can begin cooking.
“Great!” Rainbow Dash said. “I have this great idea for a salad and I'm wondering if it will be any good.”
“Great,” said Fluttershy. “Let’s all meet back here when we're ready.”
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“So I went back to my house and started making desert. I looked in the cook book and wondered if I should make pie or cake. Sweetie was still crying in her room and was begging me to let her out.”
Sherlock looked over at the clock that hung on his wall. Technically this mare should have been done five minutes ago and he should be on his fourth pony of interest.
“I told her: You're not coming out Missy! You still have to pay for not following my orders!”
Sherlock wondered where Watson was. If it was taking him a long time to get back then he must have not seen any boxes.
“So I got out all the ingredients to the pie, but then I realized that I didn't have any pie tins. So I-”
“Excuses me Ms. Rarity,” Sherlock cut in, “but we're kinda running short on time, so if you can skip this part in your story then that would be lovely.”
Rarity looked at Sherlock with a blank expression. She didn't know that she was rambling. “Oh. Um, okay.” She cleared her throat. “So I ended up making chocolate cake for tonight's dinner.”
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Rarity opened Fluttershy's front door and saw Rainbow Dash and Applejack lifting Fluttershy up so she wouldn't hit the floor hard when she passed out from looking at the fish being cooked. On the table was corn salad and Apple pie. Rarity was glad that she didn't make a pie.
“Come on Fluttershy!” Rainbow said encouragingly. Fluttershy was getting dizzy from staring at the fish in the oven. Rarity went to her friend’s side and also helped Fluttershy from tumbling over. “There's only two more minutes.”
But it was no use. Saying two more minutes were left didn't help Fluttershy at all. Her hooves wrapped around her stomach and her cheeks expanded.
Oh, that was not good.
Fluttershy quickly ran into her bathroom, slammed the door shut and threw up.
Rainbow was the first to make it next to Fluttershy's bathroom door. She asked “Are you alright in there?”
This gave Rarity a chance to tell Applejack about her apology gift. “Hey Applejack.” Applejack looked at Rarity with eyes that did not look forgiving. “Uh, I wanted to tell you that I made you a dress because of our recent ordeal.”
Applejack lost the hateful glare and actually blushed. “Only you sugarcube. Only you.”
Rainbow was continuing to knock on Fluttershy's door. “You don't have to do this! I'm sure Greg would understand!”
The timer next to the stove went off with a loud ‘DING’ and Fluttershy opened the bathroom door with a calm expression like she had never thrown up.
“No.” she spoke sternly for a Fluttershy. “This is for Greg and I'm going to cook him whatever I feel like cooking him.”
“And Gilda.” Rarity added again. Did Fluttershy forget entirely about that female gryphon or did she not want to bring her to dinner.
Fluttershy took out the fish and almost cried when she saw the dead animal.
“It’s alright Fluttershy,” Applejack spoke up. “I’m sure the fish is much happier in...fish...heaven.” It was very cliché, but that actually seemed to calm Fluttershy down.
“You’re right,” She said with her eyes closed. “I’ll finish preparing and you three set the table with five plates.”
“Six plates,” Rarity corrected.
“Six plates,” Fluttershy said rapidly. “I’m going to...” Fluttershy paused. “to....” Fluttershy squeaked. “Throw up!”
In literally one tenth of a second, Rainbow Dash quickly flew leaving a rainbow trail behind her when she did fly at a high velocity, grabbed the bright yellow pegasus and took her to the bathroom. Unfortunately the door to the bathroom was closed so Rainbow had to do the quickest thing possible and fly strait threw it, leaving a considerably large hole. The sound of Fluttershy vomiting could be heard throughout the cottage.
After many moments and many encouraging words to Fluttershy, who was leaning her head over her toilet, she finally got enough energy to finish preparing her meal. She cut the fish into pieces, which took twenty minutes. Then seasoned it, which she took ten minutes and finally moved her dish to her table, which to a long, tiring forty minutes.
As soon as Fluttershy’s dish was set she quickly jumped up and was actually excited everything was ready. “Now all we need to do is tell Greg we made him dinner.”
“You didn't tell him we made him dinner!” Rainbow said, sounding concerned.
“Well I'm assuming he won't turn us down.” Fluttershy flew at of the house and towards Greg's house. Rainbow Dash followed with her in the air and Applejack and Rarity had to run at a fast trot to keep up.
While Rarity and Applejack were running Rarity decided to spark up a conversation because Applejack looked like she was giving Rarity the silent treatment.
“You’re not still mad about the apple cart are you?” Rarity said loudly to speak over the sound of the hoof beats stomping on the ground.
Applejack gave an annoying sigh. “Look Rarity, will you drop it already? I’m going to get Big Mac to make me a new one. And you don’t have to make me a dress because I'd probably never wear it!”
Rarity remained quite for the rest of the run.
When the four arrived at Greg’s house Fluttershy knocked on the door. The door opened a crack and Greg's head popped out.
“Um, Greg,” Fluttershy began, “we made you and your sister dinner and we were kind of hoping you would come, if, um, that's alright with you.” Fluttershy spoke like she usually would when talking to new ponies, quite and unconfident.
“Gilda's not here exactly and I told you Fluttershy, I'm a carnivore.” Greg sounded tired. Whatever he was working on, he was working hard on it.
“Oh, you don't have to worry, I made you fish.” Fluttershy sounded excited that she actually prepared meat.
Greg raises an eyebrow. “Man, you ponies. I guess I can take a break from work. I actually just finished the project I was working on. Is it at your house?” Greg pointed at Fluttershy.
“Yes.” Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Greg started flying and Applejack and Rarity started running.
Applejack sighed. “I’m sorry I yelled at you sugarcube. I’ve just had a stressful day is all. First the apple cart thing happened then the shower stopped working.”
“You didn’t have water at your house either? That’s strange. Derpy’s mail house didn’t have running water too.”
“Huh. That is strange. I guess the town is havin water problems.”
The two continued to run and didn’t say anything else.
When they all came to the house Rainbow Dash asked, “Where exactly is Gilda?”
“Oh, um, she had to deliver something to the king.”
Rainbow Dash nodded and didn't question it anymore. The five made it inside and sat at the table. There was one extra plate so Fluttershy put it back in her cupboard.
They all started to eat and Greg just silently watched. Rainbow Dash was the first to speak up. “Hey, Greg, Try some salad. I made it myself!”
“Uh, no I really shouldn’t.”
“Aw, come on! Just try it!”
“I think I’m good. Thanks though.”
“Try it!” Rainbow poured some of her salad on Greg’s plate. Rarity glared at Rainbow for doing such an impolite thing, but Rainbow didn’t see her. “It tastes good, I promise!”
“If I try it will you stop bugging me to eat vegetables?”
“Once you eat this you’ll probably never want to go back to meat.”
Greg laughed like that was a joke. “Yeah I’d probably die if that happened, but I guess my body will be fine if I just had a little bit.”
Greg took a fork that was next to his plate in his claw and stabbed the lettuce with it. He brought the vegetable up to his face and stared at it closely. Once he decided everything looked fine he took a small bite of it with his beak.
A smile crossed his face and he said, “For a leaf this is actually pretty good!” Greg took another bite that was bigger than the first.
“See, I told you! Didn’t I tell you!”
“You did and you were right Dash! Are these red things tomatoes?” Greg pointed to a tomato on his plate. Rainbow nodded and Greg swallowed the whole thing in one bite.
He let out a “MMMMMmmmmm...” and smiled. “This is really good Dash. I might train my body to be an omnivore so I can eat more of this. But right now, I don’t think I can finish it. Sorry.”
“What’s an omnivore?” Rainbow asked. Man, Greg sure did know a lot of vocabulary.
“Something that eats meat and vegetables,” Greg answered.
“You can do that?”
“Yeah. I know ravens are omnivores. So are dogs and some bears are too.”
“Was the bear you beat up an Omnivore?”
“I have no idea. I was to busy attacking the thing.” Greg said.
“Thank you by the way,” Rarity said seriously. “I'm really grateful that you risked your life to save my sister.”
“Oh yeah, I never thanked you either. Thank you.” Applejack said.
Greg blushed a little. “Ah, don't worry about it. I was only doing something anygryphon would have done.”
There was an awkward five second silence that followed.
Rarity saw Fluttershy swallow the mouth full of salad she was eating and say, “Tell me what you think of the fish, Greg.”
Greg didn’t argue. He reached his claw over to the dish and picked up one of the fish's pieces. He put the meat on his plate and then picked it up with his fork and cut it into a smaller piece. Fluttershy had to hold a gag back when she saw the fish again. Greg put the meat in his mouth and tasted it.
All the ponies watched Greg to hear what he had to say. “For a pony that's never cooked meat before, it's not that bad. It's better than raw, that's for sure.” Fluttershy smiled like she didn't care about the fish anymore.
“So Greg who’s the better flier? You or Gilda?” Rainbow Dash asked.
Greg smiled with the fish in his mouth. “Gilda for sure. While my mom sent her away to flight school I got to go to a private school.”
“A private school? So are you like really smart and stuff?” Rainbow asked. Rainbow seemed to be really eager to talk to Greg.
“I wouldn’t say really smart.” Greg paused. “Actually, no. I would say that. You all should see the gryphon king. Don’t tell him I said this, but he’s the biggest idiot alive.”
All the ponies gasped. Rarity asked, “Really?”
“Oh, yeah!” Greg said while taking another bite of fish. Fluttershy didn’t seem to mind it anymore. “He’s always expecting me to do the imposable because I’m the smartest gryphon around. He wants me to unleash Discord and make him fight for the gryphons and I’m like: I can’t brain wash the lord of brain washers are you crazy?”
The ponies all laughed at the gryphon king’s stupidity. “So Greg, what are you studying in science?” Rarity asked.
“Well I like studying atoms in my free time.” All the ponies at the table were confused. What was an atom? Greg knew he had to clarify. He set his food down. “Everything we see and touch is made of tiny microscopic things called atoms.” More confusion came on the ponies faces. “There are different kinds of atoms like oxygen atoms and carbon atoms.” This didn't clarify things at all. Greg tried another approach, “Inside an atom we have neutrons and protons in the middle and electrons orbiting around them.” Still, the entire table was confused. “Aw, you don't have to worry about it. It's probably not important anyway. But I think my greatest discovery was finding Celestia to be a fraud.
All the ponies’ mouths dropped. Applejack spoke up first, “Now what in tarnation makes you think our princess isn’t a princess?!”
“No, I didn't say she wasn't a princess. She has to have some royal blood to be an alicorn. What I'm saying is that Celestia doesn't raise and set the sun.”
“So you think the sun raises and sets on its own?” Applejack questioned Greg like he was the idiot.
“Exactly! Well not exactly, exactly. The sun doesn't move at all you see.” Greg was getting nervous, knowing he just insulted everypony at the dinner table. “Pretend this tomato is the sun.” Greg grabbed a tomato that was on his plate from Rainbow’s corn salad. “And this piece of corn is the earth. The earth actually spins around the sun like this.” Greg moved the corn in a circle around the tomato.
“So does Celestia actually move the earth?”
“No it does that in its own too.” All the ponies right now thought Greg was crazy. “I can't just explain science to you. It's very complicated.”
All the ponies were silent. Fluttershy spoke up, “Well whatever you believe,” Fluttershy said, “I'm glad that we can all get along as friends.” Fluttershy put her hoof around Greg and Rarity who she was sitting next to.
There was such a look on Greg’s face after Fluttershy stated that. It was hard for Rarity to explain. It was just a ‘look’ of realization mixed with deep thought. Greg looked at his tomato and corn module still looking with that look.
“I-I'm glad too.” He looked back up. “Listen I remembered I got to do something real quick. What's the name of the mail mare around here?”
“Derpy Hooves.” Fluttershy answered.
“Great. You guys stay here I'll be right back.” Greg got up from his chair and headed for the door. Before he made it outside he turned to the table and said, “I’m sorry. I just have to do this. I’ll explain later.”
Greg flew away really, really fast.
Rarity spoke in a loud whisper for some reason, “What do you think that was about?”
Applejack answered in normal volume with her heavy southern voice, “Must have been really important if he flew away like that. Can you believe what he's saying about our princess? Saying the sun moves on its own. What a bunch of rotten apples.”
All the ponies finished their salads pretty quickly and they all waited for Greg to get back to start desert.
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“Except, Greg never did come back.” Sherlock finished the sentence so Rarity wouldn't have to. Her voice started to crack and she was on the verge of crying.
“That is correct. We all waited and waited and eventually we all decided to go looking after him.”
“And you heard he committed suicide.”
Rarity closed her eyes in shame. “Yes and we all sat on a park bench. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were crying.”
“And afterward Twilight came and told you I wanted to interrogate you.”
“Correct.” Rarity opened her eyes and they were red from the tears she was holding in.
“Thank you Ms. Rarity. You are free to go back into interrogation room C.” Rarity got up from her seat and wiped her eyes. “And if you would, could you send in somepony that's talked to Gilda.”
Rarity said, “Alright,” and without any more questions she left the room.
Well it wasn’t Rarity. She was at the dinner and actually remembered more about it than Applejack or Rainbow Dash.
That left three suspects. Twilight and Pinkie, who weren’t at the dinner, and Gilda who mysteriously vanishes in the middle of the story.
Pinkie and Twilight aren't going anywhere so they could wait. Gilda is on the loose doing Celestia knows what. Sherlock wanted to find out what Gilda was doing earlier that day and Maybe get some dirt on her.
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“What is all this?” Justin asked while looking at the assortment of science stuff.
“I really wish I knew.” Watson headed to the west side of the room with the chalkboard full of random equations.
He studied the board and tried to find something on it. Maybe a note or a clue.
On the bottom right hand corner a single equation was circled.
r = 2739ft.
The equation was circled a lot. “Well Greg must of really wanted to find this 'r'. It has to have some importance.” Watson said aloud so Justin could hear.
Justin didn't seem to care what Watson said. Instead he found something on the other side if the room that was much more interesting. “Oh my Celestia. Watson you have to come see this!” it sounded very important.
“What?” Watson asked and headed to where Justin was standing.