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// Market Madness Part 2 
// Story: A Few Fruit Short of a Salad 
// by BludgeonWarrior 
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	Fruit and the twins looked at each other for a good ten seconds before Fruit started to get bored.

"HOW LONG IS THIS GOING TO TAKE!?"

She lied down for a little bit, and when she got to her hooves, the twins disappeared!

"AH! Where'd they go?!? Great, not even a minute and I lost them! UGH! Just like when I babysat for the neighbor's colt! Ugh..."

Fruit fell back and lied there, and when she did she saw Pound and Pumpkin at a stand that was selling pots.

"Oh no!" Fruit bolted over there to catch them, but the foals noticed her and dodged her. Fruit crashed into the stand, pots scattered , and the mare running the stand was furious. Fruit sat there with a pot on her head. "Ehhehe..., oops..."

Pound and Pumpkin were now at another stand, this one selling spices. 

"No, no, no!" Fruit got up from the mess of clattering pots, continually stumbling and tripping over all the scattered kitchenware.

"Get back here!" The vendor mare shouted.

"Sorry!" Fruit yelled back as she galloped towards the spice stand.

Pound and Pumpkin were playing with the jars of spices when Fruit reached them.

"Got'cha!!"

Fruit again jumped in to catch them, but they flew away, causing Fruit to again, crash into the stand.

"Ow..., I need to think of a new strategy..."

Fruit had crashed into a cabinet of spices, breaking almost all of the jars, except one vial; it's lid had fallen of and it tipped over, dumping its super spicy contents into Fruit's mouth. Her eyes overflowed with water, and her mouth burned like it was on fire.

"AAhhhhhhhhhh!!!! SO SPICE!!"

Fruit began running around crazily, trying to find some form of liquid to cool her mouth.

"WATER! WATER! WATER!!!"

She kept running from stand to stand, trying to find some water, but she found none.

"I NEED WATER!! Ah, THERE!!"

Fruit found a barrel of what she thought was water with a faucet attached, and she immediately leaped over and began drinking from it, not seeing that it read 'cider' on the barrel.

She quickly drank all the contents (luckily the barrel wasn't even half full).

"Ahh...*Hic* much *Hic* better..."

Fruit tried to walk, but she was too tipsy and kept falling over.

"*Hic* When did the ground get so *Hic* bumpy? *Hic*"

"Fruit? What happened to you?"

Fruit turned, very dizzily, and saw Pinkie, carrying bags of the supplies they needed.

"Oh, *Hic* hiya, Pinkie *Hic* Pie...heh..."

"Where are Pound and Pumpkin?!"

"*Hic* I dunno... *Hic somewhere...heh *Hic*"

Pound and Pumpkin then appeared in front of Fruit.

"Oh, *Hic* there they *Hic* are..."

"Pound, Pumpkin, did you do this to Fruit?" Pinkie asked the two foals.

Pound and Pumpkin nodded sorrowfully.

"Hey, *Hic* don't be so *Hic* rough on them, *Hic* .....Pinkie, why are you blue? *Hic*"

Pinkie sighed, "Lets go, I got what we needed."

"*Hic* I am the overlord of pears...*Hic*"