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// Sunsetting a Trap 
// Story: Know your Mare 
// by overlord-flinx 
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I bet you're wondering why I called you here...

You said there was an abandoned biscuit truck tipped-over in here...!

...at first that didn't sound possible...

...But I couldn't risk it...

It was a clever ruse, I'm afraid...

Aww.

But I'll buy you a box of biscuits later.

...Go on...

We can't run this show on just the two of us...

...You're too soft to roll with me...

I'm the charming one...

Well we can't run on just charm and clever observations...

We need dirt...

...So we need to get the others here...

I'd love to see them!

...But I don't know how we'd find them...

I know one surefire way to get at least one here...

...But you need to trust me...

I'll do whatever--

OW! Why'd you hit me!?

Wait for it...

A cacophonous clatter filled the air as stage lights rattled and doors shuddered. A tremendous force cascaded through the whole of the studio before double doors near knocked free of their hinges, and a demonic presence loomed in the doorway. Eyes burning a sickly green fire, they glared into the studio, searching for the offender. "Who hurt my baby...?"

Bingo...

...Did you have to hit me in the back of the head...?

...I think I'm bruising...

...Is it bruising...?

...I feel it bruising...