Comber woke up from his nap; hearing hoof steps approaching his position. He saw the pegasus, there’s no way she obtained the accurate amount of currency. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore the incoming pegasus.
“Hey, still resting?”
(”Why does that matter?”)
Comber thought. Most likely just making small talk.
“You’re the silent type?”
Lighting Dust asked, wanting to know. Comber sighed.
“Do you have the currency?”
Comber asked, already knowing the answer. If she doesn’t have the correct amount of currency, then why is she back? Lighting Dust looked disappointed, she indeed, didn’t possess the sufficient quantity of bits. Did he need to be blunt?
“I do not, but-!
Comber cut her off. He was a little annoyed, all she did was interrupt his nap.
“Get the sufficient amount of bits, then come back, alright?”
Comber said calmly, beginning to relax once again.
“You’re really passionate about your profession, Why did you choose it?”
Comber didn’t reply. He decided to ignore her, not looking or replying to her.
“I have 200 bits now...”
Comber turned his head to her. He wondered how she collected that many bits in such a short time; doesn’t matter, the transaction is still unsuccessful.
“That’s not the sufficient amount, I said 1000 bits.”
Lighting Dust laughed, she knew the price.
“I know.”
Lighting Dust turned her back and flew off. Comber returned to his recent position. He checked his watch again.
(”Still no new jobs huh?”)
Comber shifted his watch off. He felt bored with nothing to do, oh well... More rest then.
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“So y’all telling me, after the Pie massacre, Fluttershy was slain too!?”
Twilight, nodded, as well as the rest of the group. Rarity notice the place still had the same looks. Guess Sweet Apple Anchors will never change? Applejack was more furious than sad. She still shed tears, but she wanted to know badly who murdered her and the Pies. It’s time to put an end to this assassin’s killing spree! Halt or be killed next!
“Has the murderer be revealed or caught yet?”
Applejack already knew the answer to her question, after everything she has been told. He needs to be captured so Ponyville doesn’t have to hide in their homes for safety.
“Applejack, it’s an assassin, not a murderer.”
Applejack wanted to bonk her on the head, a assassin is a murderer, they are just hired.
“Rainbow Dash, an assassin is a murder, they are just hired to kill their target!
Twilight interrupted, there’s more information that needs to be discovered. Who hired him to kill the Pies and Fluttershy? Who wanted them dead?
“Rarity, why are you water the new rose by my house?”
“Why do you think darling? They look dehydrated.”
Rarity’s element is generosity, so... Makes sense.
“Thanks, Rarity. Shouldn’t have asked why.”
Applejack said with appreciation.
“It’s nothing darling.”
Rarity put the water can back to its position, left by the door. She regrouped with her friends, making sure to watch out for a small pothole that’s eventually, be filled.
“So, are we going to find this killer or...?”
Rarity asked. The killer needs to be found and sentence, or just stop his actions, but of course, still, pay for his crimes.
“It depends, the police station warned us to leave to them.”
Applejack wanted to find the killer herself, why leave it to them if we could find this killer and make him pay for his heinous crimes? He can’t be all that dangerous, right?
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Comber was napping at the graveyard. Dark and gloomy filled the air.
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“I say we try to help them before he/she murders anypony else?”
Applejack said with worry about others’ safety.
“I agree with Applejack.”
Rainbow Dash said with an agreement in her tone.
“Hey, girls, where are the Cutie Mark Crusaders?”
Pinkie asked, worrying about their well-being. Would the killer attack fillies?
“Before any pony panics about their safety, they are in the home with Granny Smith.”
Applejack knew they were safe, they didn’t hear the announcement at all, Granny Smith told them a lie on why everypony must stay inside. She told them...!?
A mail pony walked up to the home’s mailbox and placed a letter inside. Why is he out delivering mail? Twilight walked towards the mail pony, she worried about his concern.
“Hey, didn’t you hear the announcement?”
Twilight asked, believing he didn’t. This was the first time in Ponyville’s history that murders have been committed.
“I’m delivering an announcement letter to every citizen in Ponyville. If I’m attacked or killed, the police will be notified, since they are the ones orchestrating the delivery.”
The mail pony reached into his mailbag, preparing to grab what looks like six letters.
“What’s the letters about anyway?”
Twilight remembered what the detective said: (”There might be announcement letter?”)
“Oh, wait, did I say announcement? I mean it’s an invitation to Fluttershy’s funeral tomorrow morning.”
The mail pony put one letter back in his bag, why was he giving a letter to Fluttershy’s cottage? Maybe if they would’ve sent everypony a letter to stay inside at the initial, Fluttershy would be alive? The mail pony handed the group a letter apiece. Twilight instantly opened hers.
“To those who respected Fluttershy, the element of kindness, join us at Town Hall. There’s a big announcement we need to make, stay inside until then. Sincerely, the executive committee.”
Twilight read her letter out loud, making sure to face her friends.
“Did you all get that?”
Twilight’s question was answered, they all didn’t open their letters, their attention was on Twilight, as well as the mail pony.
“Well, I’m off to deliver more letters. You mares stay safe!”
The mail pony said with wishful luck.
“Thanks, you too!”
Rainbow Dash said, believing he’ll be safe, no more ponies need to die; in fact, no more creatures or living beings need to perish. The mail pony started heading to the exit of Sweet Apple Anchors. He was satisfied, it’s sad that Fluttershy’s dead, she used to be a pet sitter for him. He’s glad he’s able to help ponies who knew here gather for her funeral tomorrow. The mail pony had a sad smile on his face as he left the farm.
“Don’t y’all think we should follow him to make sure he’s safe?”
Applejack asked expressing her concern with a hoof. Was she even listening to the mail pony? Twilight thought. Rarity beat her to her lecture.
“Darling, did you not hear what the mail pony said? He said if he died, the authorities would be right on that location.”
“No he said the police would catch the murder happen, then the killer would be apprehended.”
“Applejack didn’t like how the authorities are using him as bait while doing his job. Why doesn’t an officer accompany him while he does his job?
“Don’t you all think it’s messed up how he’s being used to as bait while he does his job? Heck, why ain’t an officer with him?”
“She was right, I get they want to capture this assassin.
Applejack cut Twilight off.
“Killer!”
“An assassin is more accurate Applejack! He/she not doing this for no reason, Marble Pie was an incredible distance, do you really think a killer would chase somepony that far!?”
“Applejack responded with anger, her hoof swiping behind her.
“If they’re insane enough!”
“Calm down Applejack.”
Pinkie pie said, upset her friends are arguing, she didn’t want any more tragic event to take place; that also means finding the murder; she still wants to commit that action; she would like to know why he/she murdered her family.
“I’ll say we reposition ourselves at the Twilight’s library. Then we can check up on Spike.”
“You did tell him to stay inside until the killer’s brought to justice?”
Rarity asked with anxiety, having to be assured he was.
“Then what are you waiting for!? Let’s go there right now, can’t you teleport us there Twilight?”
Rainbow said boldly. Twilight already felt weak from casting that spell twice, both times be a very far distance.
“I can’t the two times I did weaken me, the distance must’ve been too far...”
“Then let’s run there!”
Applejack ran from the group, her destination being Ponyville’s library.
“Applejack! Wait up!”
Twilight started running after Applejack, she was passed by Rainbow Dash, the gust of wind messed her mane up. She fixed her mane while still running. Pinkie and Rarity followed Twilight, catching up with her. Applejack passed the welcome sign. Rainbow Dash also passed the welcome sign, finally, the group passed the sign, Rainbow Dash caught up with Applejack. Rarity, Pinkie, and Twilight were still behind, trying their best to keep up. This isn’t a race. Twilight was annoyed at the Rainbow Dash and Applejack. Rarity and Pinkie didn’t want to be left behind, fearing they might. Why do Applejack and Rainbow Dash always have to be competitive, especially now?
“Did you all hear that!?”
So the actual reason is more serious than changelings?
The Cutie Mark Crusaders looked from the window to each other, the same thought occurring in their minds. This could be a chance to get their Cutie Marks? They concocted a plan to escape from the farm while Granny Smith is asleep. It would have to after the funeral tomorrow.
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Comber awoke from his nap. Getting up and stretching his hoofs, that rock isn’t the best place to rest. He checked his watch with the hope a new job will appear, his hopes were crushed as he saw the 0 on inbox. Comber looked a Ponyville, planning on heading to it. Comber heard four hoof steps land, He turned to the sound, already guessing who it is.
“So, have you been here the whole time?”
Comber asked annoyed. Why is she back again so fast?
“Didn’t you notice the three bags that are bit shaped?”
Comber did see three bags, assuming they’re filled to the brim with bits. Those bags even filled to the brim still wouldn’t possess 1000 bits altogether.
“Do you have 1000 bits yet?”
Lighting dust smiled, she didn’t.
“No, I still working on it.”
She said with intent.
“By bothering me?”
Comber replied annoyed.
“No... I gathered 100 more bits.”
Seriously, where is she getting all these bits from?
“You’re fast at collecting bits, but can you come back with the sufficient amount?”
Comber sighed, he never had such a persistent client.
Lighting Dust smiled at him. Ready to give him a wanted reply.
“I sure can!”
Light Dust zoomed over Comber’s head. The wind blew in his face like a hurricane. He still remained calm and didn’t flinch. He turned to Ponyville. It’s dark, so maybe more clients would appear. He slowly made his way out of the graveyard to Ponyville. Hopes more clients would appear or a challenge.