//------------------------------// // Las Caballitas (Part 2) // Story: Fluttershy's Big Break // by Sloped Armoured Pony //------------------------------// In as little as five minutes later, Fluttershy was rushed to Jaca Court, in hopes that she'd confess her crimes against State, Celestia, and all Equestrian kind, or at least in the eyes of the brewer. The court was barely empty. As seriously as the brewer and Fluttershy were taking this, no pony else was interested in this time consuming session over some pony sneezing in a winery and stealing a secret recipe for a wine, which was, quite frankly, easy to copy anyways even without the ingredient. The guards marched in, followed by Fluttershy bawling in tears with a pair of hoof cuffs, who was also followed by a very angry Aztec brewer. Even the judge thought this was a waste of time, but with nothing else to do, she decided to relieve her boredom with some amusement from a stupid session. Fluttershy muttered in tears, "But, *sniff*, but, *sniff*, I didn't do anything? What did, *sniff*, did I do?" "Ma'am, this pony has seriously contaminated facility for most wonderful wine, as well as steal secret recipe for it. Do you know what trouble to my business, or even all of Equestria, this will cause? Ponies are going to copy my design by buying the recipe from this good for nothing asno! Imagine the money she would make! With that type of money, she could start an industry and hire some hot-shot purple unicorn invent tanks with her fight money to go and overrun the Kremlin in Canterlot! Do you see judge?" panicked the brewer. "Wow, it seems that every pony here in Las Cabillitas is telling wild excuses for trivial matters. I mean, come on! Seriously? Tanks? We already have those, so actually think of a good excuse if you want this pony convicted for sneezing," argued the judge. "And for stealing the recipe. Wait, we have tanks?" interrupted the brewer. The judge gave a straight face and continued with the session. "Icaramba! Can't you just, I don't know, let her off with a warning?" angered the judge. "I mean, look at that face. Does that look like the face of a thief?" "Actually, if you want to know of a cute yet guilty face, um, you should see my rabbit back at home-" explained Fluttershy timidly. "Listen kid, do you want to get your ass in the slammer? No? Then shut up and let me do the talking. Just keep your 'daw' face going," the judge ranted, who then returned her attention to the brewer. "See? Does cute face equal evil?" "Yes! Yes it does. A cute face is not going to get her out of trouble, and how the hell do you think she has a cute face? That is wrong on so many levels!" ranted the brewer. "Wow, you clearly caught on to my sarcasm," said the judge sarcastically. "Besides, did she even have the recipe with her when you caught her?" The brewer answered, "No senora. She was running and screaming, probably because of our guns, but no matter. There was no one else there, we know when the recipe left the vault, and Fluttershy was the only unauthorized pony there." At that moment, a loud crash was heard through the window. Shattered glass flew everywhere, with one shard taking out one of the brewer's eyes. After the partially hilarious scream he gave out, a pony in black spandex appeared on the floor. It was the robber. Though, at first, he was talking to himself about a 'perfect hiding spot', he turned to find the court session. "Um," muttered the robber with guilt, "I thought this place was closed on Saturdays." A bottle fell out of his pocket and all was revealed. "Perfect timing. You are now under arrest for theft and false accusation!" ordered the judge as the guards caught him and took him through a hall. "Um, I am so sorry about that Fluttershy. How about I make it up to you with a free six pack of my marvelous wine?" asked the brewer in a guilty manner. Although smiling, anxious for being forgiven, Fluttershy was paralyzed with the close fear of being arrested for the first time. With nothing much to care for, the judge and the brewer then left, leaving Fluttershy to get back to her senses and continue her vacation. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ With only about two and a half hours till when the train to St. Loshadburg would leave, there really was not much time for Fluttershy to any more than visit the beach. She may have not had the hotel room, but she still had access to the VIP sector of the beach. It was about 5:00 in the evening, and she had arrived just in time to see a beautiful orange sun dip and mix into the water. The water pulsed in the sunlight, and the sands glowed to remove the shadows of every object on them. Fluttershy and a couple others were the only ones there, and it seemed that she had finally found the serene environment she was looking for. Sure, the sand, the water, the sound of the crashing waves, the lack of garbage, and absence of a crowd was very inviting, but Fluttershy was most interested with the animals. After years of reading and looking at pictures, for the first time, Fluttershy saw a pod of dolphins splashing in the surf. Seabirds dove into the water for a fishing snack, while some sea lions crawled on shore. The animals felt an immediate connection with her, and it almost was like they were calling for her. The dolphins came to shallow water and lifted themselves over the water partially to see Fluttershy and chirp for her approaching. She came into the water and it was an experience never before felt. Normally, Fluttershy would be deathly afraid of even a lake, but it were the animals that drove her to swim. She rode the dolphins, swam with the sea lions, went through a diving session with the seabirds. and even went as far as take the dolphins and sea lions on a trip to the sky on her back (that's Fluttershy for you). Twenty minutes of pure enjoyment went by quickly, until some of her friends disappeared. At first, it seemed like they were leaving for the night, until she caught sight of a trawler out at sea,, tugging what looked like....a fresh catch! Even Fluttershy knew that ponies depended on a fish market for some of the farms, but it was large game that caught her attention. A distant echoing chirp for help screeched through her ears. Mobilizing faster than even Rainbow Dash could imagine, Fluttershy bolted to the trawler to put a stop to this hunting of endangered marine life by giving the trawlers a meaningful chat. She rushed on board the ship, causing a large rock that toppled plenty of boxes, and a few workers, overboard. The rest, in dramatic astonishment, all centred at the bow of the ship to see what was going on. Out of the dark, Fluttershy stomped into scene, ready to give these malicious trawlers a peace of her mind. "Um, excuse me, if you don't mind me bothering, but, can you release the dolphins on the netting, I mean, if you all don't mind? Please?" asked Fluttershy. "If we don't mind, huh?" asked one trawler, until everyone burst into laughter. "Listen kid, I don't know what happened to you, but we's keepin' these here dolphins, and there ain't nothing you can do about it." "But what did the dolphins do to you to deserve this?" as Fluttershy with a sympathetic tone. One worker explained, "One dolphin stole my car." "One of those dad-gome dolphins stole my insurance," explained another. "The dolphin with the flower mark took mah wife!" cried another. The other workers, and Fluttershy, were now as confused as ever, and took a look at the nets. The dolphins had cut their way out and were swimming for shore. One of them turned around and made a V sign with his flippers. "I don't get it," said Fluttershy. "Are you seeing this?" commented a trawler at the dolphin showing the V sign. "He just flipped us off." "Let's get 'em!" they all cried. Fluttershy was confused, terrified, angry, and somewhat entertained with all of this. As the ship reached full throttle to shore, Fluttershy tried everything she could do to convince them to stop. "But these are just animals. Animals do things like that, and usually to survive," persuaded Fluttershy. "Say that to their treasure trove," rebutted the trawlers while pointing at an island full of gold and treasures, and a random mare. As one of the trawlers bailed for the island crying, "My wife!" Fluttershy asked again, "I am sure they are sorry. Can we just let them off with a warning?" They all promptly denied. She then asked for the final time, "Can't we at least stop to avoid running ground?" They all looked and saw the shore coming closer and closer very quickly, causing them scream and bail the ship as it careened over the sand bank onto the road over the dunes. The dolphins were terrified as Fluttershy got out of the water, staring at them with a furious expression. "Why did you do all those bad things? And you had the gaul to play with me?" raged Fluttershy as the dolphins, and the trawlers, shrunk in fear. "Cross your heart, hope to fly, and stick a cupcake in all of your eyes that you will never do this again! Promise?" scolded Fluttershy. "Promise?" The dolphins crossed their hearts and promised, just as the in town Edificio de Reloj struck 6:30. "Oh no! My train leaves in only half an hour!" she cried. It had been a long day, and in compensation for being horrendous, the dolphins offered her a ride to the station, as they did. The final views of Las Cabilletas were appearing to Fluttershy, as she finally saw the sun set from inside the gates of the train station. The whistles blew, the wheels started to move, and Fluttershy stepped back in her cramped caboose still containing the scary dragon workman. Fluttershy enjoyed touring town and visiting the beach, but she had really hoped, deep inside her heart, that she would have made new friends. The dolphins waved good-bye, but no one else she met remembered her. It was even quite possible that she had made enemies so far in her trip. Whatever happened here, the only thing left to do was to sleep, and hope for what could come in the magical fortress of St. Loshadburg. St. Loshadburg was fairly well known for its crooks, and it was a military fort, ready to give Fluttershy a new bitter perspective in how to view history and culture.