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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Mannequins 
// by FearlessJinyx 
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,~1 Day Later~,
Wonkid gazed dreamily at the ceiling pondering everything that had happened in the short time of entering the shop and were he was now. Theyed found Mrs Rainy, dead inside of her room. But she wasnt dead, she couldnt have been. She'd talked to them, invited them up. Hell, her rocking chair was even fucking swaying! But it was all too true, the autopsy reports had said shed been dead for atleast a day. Wonkids hoove were tapping away at the floor below, he had a bad habit of doing this when he was nervous. Kolin entered the room with two sarsparillas in his hooves, handing one to Wonkid as he passed. "Here, drink up." he swayed, gulping down a chug of the sweet drink. Wonkid only eyed the glass, still nervously tapping his back hoove. "Do yo-, do you think that she was, realy dead?" Wonkid stared at Kolin who returned his gaze with a curious expression. "She talked to us, we saw her rocking, the autopsy must be off, ill bet you any money in the damn world the surgeon was drunk off his plot," Kolin heaved, chugging another gulp of sarsparilla.  Wonkid thought on what else the autopsy said. "The autopsy said she died of a heart attack, do you realy think she wouldve been rocking if her heart exploded like that? Heart attacks are violent, ive seen one before Kolin, but then how did she talk, the dead can't talk, everypony knows that," Wonkid stopped himself, not only from speaking, but from tapping his hoove, or moving. "Was, was that her ghost?" he said in a voice no higher than a whisper. Kolin stared at his friend with one eyebrow raised "Do you seriously think that was a ghost? ghosts dont exist dumm-shit. Snap out of it Wonk! She was an old mare, they drop like flys!" Kolin now had a migraine as he scanned Wonkid who was staring at the ground, ashamed of his unreasonable statement. They both sat quietly, daydreaming about the same subject. Kolin kept giving Wonkid quick glances as he drank the few remaining drops of the sarsparilla. Finally, Kolin spoke up "Did you see it?" he questioned staring straight ahead at Wonkid with a look that made him uneasy. "See what exactly?" Wonkid now could see envy in Kolins eyes, a look he was all too familiar with. Whenever Kolin wanted something, he made sure he got it. "The safe, in Rainys room," Wonkid realy didnt pay much attention to theyre surroundings in the shop, but Kolin had always had a keen eye for detail. "No, i didnt," Wonkid now knew his friends motives before he even mentioned it. "What do you thinks in there? Money, jewels, ooh, I know! A old ass dress of a famous actress?" Kolin was grinning now, and Wonkid knew exactly what was happening next. Wonk had never actualy stolen anything of value. He never had the guts or skill like Kolin. He had stolen a apple in the market once, but that was petty theft. What Kolin would suggest would be some intricut plan of dodging laser beams, and breaking codes. That was, as it seemed to Wonkid what it would take. "We should check that safe out, im realy good at cracking e'm! and without Mrs Rainy there, who'll miss it?" Kolin had now stood erect, walking in a slow pace, back, and forth. " But, I dont want to steal a safe, im just not cut out for that. And what if you get caught? We could both get in serious trouble." Wonkid spoke with reason, but Kolins greed took none of it. "You doubt my skills?" Kolin replied almost offended. "No, no, not like that, its just..." He trailed of, pondering what to say next. "Your just what? Scared? of some fake ghost that lurks the halls of Rainys shop?" Kolin smirked st Wonk who only grew more ashamed. "It'll be fine Wonk. Trust me, we'll just take a quick look, I promise we'll be quick." He smiled reassuringly to Wonkid, as if to say everything would be alright. And Wonkid trusted him.This would be the last mistake Wonkid had ever made.