//------------------------------// // Dirt - Dianwei32 // Story: Flarity Group Collab // by Jondor //------------------------------// Written by: Dianwei32 “Please, sir, I implore you not to run that photograph.” Rarity batted her eyes at him, summoning all of her feminine wiles. “You kiddin’ me?” The stallion waved the photo. “This picture is worth big bits. Equestria’s most famous model kissing her marefriend? Who’s a fashion designer at that?” He tucked the photo into his saddle bag, along with his camera. “I know guys who’d give their right hoof for this picture.” Rarity glanced back over her shoulder to the table where Fluttershy was still seated. Her marefriend was slumped over in defeat, on the verge of breaking into tears. “Look at what you’ve done to her. She hated being a model, and that picture—” She pointed a hoof at the ponyrazzi’s saddle bag. “—is going to bring every journalist, photographer, and newspony from here to Manehattan swooping in to find her again.” The stallion looked back at Fluttershy for a moment, then shrugged. “Sorry, lady, but this is just too big of a story to pass up.” Rarity changed tactics. “Surely there must be something that I can do to change your mind.” She batted her eyes again and reached up, running a hoof along his jaw. His eyes darted back to her flank for an instant and he grinned, stepping closer to her. “Maybe there is something...” Rarity smiled and walked past him, flicking her tail so that it brushed his nose. She headed deeper into the alley he had been hiding in, listening to the sound of him following. A few minutes later, Rarity walked out of the alley, the ponyrazzi’s photo and camera floating alongside her. With a thought, the photo tore itself into dozens of pieces, and the camera opened up, film spilling out and being ruined by the sunlight. Satisfied that all traces of the evidence had been destroyed, she dumped the camera and bits of photo into a trash can and rejoined Fluttershy. From deeper in the alley, a pained groan floated out of one of the dumpsters, and a hoof briefly lifted the lid before letting it clang shut again.