//------------------------------// // Tracked Down! // Story: Ponyville's Biggest Threat // by MLPkillers //------------------------------// Ponies in Ponyville looked suspiciously at a Unicorn that was walking through their village, wearing a red cape. The pony had: red eyes, mane, and tail; Both his mane and tail were short and a little brushy. He also owns a black coat. The eyes looked narrower than normal. His normal expression made him look like he’s mean. “Do you know where the Pies are?” His tone is normally intense and low. Asking for a retail pony. In hope, the retail pony would know and tell him. “Yeah right at that bakery over there. They sell some good Pies! I might reckon you get some there good sir after buying something from my market first.” Pointing a hoof southwest at Sugar Cube Corner. The Unicorn followed the hoof with his eyes. He didn’t know if he was telling a joke or being serious? “No. Not those pies fool!” The Unicorn startled the Sale’s Pony. Making him consider twice about joking around with this colt and to try to manipulate him. “What other types of pies are there then?” The Unicorn recollected himself, gasping in the atmosphere before speaking. “The ponies!?” The Unicorn gave the Sale’s Pony a bewildered expression. He was thinking of just hunting the Pies down and completing his job. “Oh, you mean the Pies on the Rock Farm, Pinkie Pie and her sisters?” Saying while being insured by the question, that’s what he must be looking for? If not, then he really has a big sugar tooth? “Yes, now you’re correct. Do you know their whereabouts?” “Go south from here and you’ll see the Rock Farm over the horizon. The place by its name farms rocks; they most likely have a lot around, so be careful not to trip over at the bumpy farm. “Thanks. What’s your name?” The Sale’s Pony patted himself on the chest. Smiling at the colt. “I’m am a pony of business, Filthy Rich! Yours?” Filthy Rich asked, wanting to know this colts name. “I’m Comber.” Comber took 3 bags of bits out of his magic vault and placed it down on the stand; he noticed a line of ponies behind him waiting to get their market edible items. Filthy rich was shocked, those bags can hold up to 100 at least, why is he giving him that much? Does he plan to buy everything in the market? Nopony needs this much food! Filthy rich planned to open his next market shop on the right side of Sugar Cube Corner; that shop would sell merchandise; such as rocks turned into arts and crafts. Comber knew exactly where the Pies was, has he watch already told him. This was just a test to see how this village mood is, as well if any liars like where he’s from are here as well. They pass the test so now this village gets a reward. this village is easily fooled. “um, why did you put about 300 bits on the counter? You literally just brought everything!” Filthy Rich was happy; he didn’t expect another pony to be as wealthy as him. The line of ponies was outrage by Comber’s actions; he just brought all the food at the market; sure they can go over to Sugar Cube Corner and get a tooth ace from all their confectionaries, but they don’t want sweets! That’s why they are at this line attempting to buy farm food, what a jerk. “You know we wanted some of that farm food too, right!?” A mare walked up to the counter, passing Comber with dander. Comber turned to the line of Ponies; about to cheer their moods up, he was expecting to see them mad but they were sad and fillies was with them, he smirked. He didn’t buy this food for himself, he usually doesn’t eat food, that’s why he uses spells to feed him the glucose and other vital molecules to living. Food could be poisoned and magic feeding is completely safe if the unicorn knows how to use it safely without causing errors in the spell. Comber doesn’t eat. “Everypony at this line, cool your mood, I didn’t buy this farm food for myself, I paid it for all of you, Enjoy!” Comber had to raise his tone for the bickering ponies to hear him. After hearing him, they calmed down and felt guilty of the animosity that accumulated at the generous colt. Comber decided to leave, heading in the direction Filthy Rich said. The ponies tried to greet and show their appreciation to the colt that just brought all the groceries at the store, they all fallowed him and wanting to thank him, where did he get all that bits from? They couldn’t thank him because he teleported away from the farm stand; he wasn’t about to be enclosed by a whole bunch of thankful ponies. This village is definitely more friendly than the town he originated in. That town would beat ponies up for stunts he just pulled; no not the generosity, but the act of hoarding all the good of the market would get you beat up; you wouldn’t have time to explain the reason you bought everything, because you be on the ground, losing it and being beaten. He walked past the final house before spotting the Rock Farm over the horizon, that must be it. The colt saw rocks of all types all over the place: Marble, Basalt, Limestone, etc. One area looked smooth and that would be an idea. The colt passes the ground texture difference; the rock farm was bumpy a little bit, but still mostly dirt. Maybe that area with those rocks is a sign of the family that lives here? --- “Is that colt a relative of yours!?” A colt asked the Rich stallion; receiving a no from the Rich stallion. What type of pony gives out that many bits for others? A generous stupid one indeed. The answer to the question though was a very wealthy one. Ponies took their share of the purchase, they appreciated that stallion for his act of generosity. There were 77 items in this market, and a line of 8; so the shoppers wouldn’t gain animosity against each other, each pony is allowed up to 8 items; it’s not like they were going to purchase that many items in the first place. If more ponies don’t show, maybe he can keep some of the goods and make a profit off the ones that colt thought he would’ve payed for, 5 ponies would show up to buy some farming goods after, making the total 13, but after that, the greedy colt closed the market and made an insane profit from the goods, he was able to trick one of the ponies into buying the goods that had already been paid for; it’s not like he’ll get caught either, he has too much money to count already and it will be hard to tell. He went to his home to put the bags of bits in the vault; he didn’t want to seem suspicious, so he’ll put the bags of bits away; also this will prevent thieves from trying to rob him blind, not like that ever happens on this village. He’ll open the next market directly after he finishes putting the bags of bits away and then he’ll start the other market he had plan.