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// Special: Coco Pommel 
// Story: Know your Mare 
// by overlord-flinx 
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Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare...

At center stage, a rather cute looking mare with a light tone to her mane and coat stood waiting for a surprising second round issued onto her.

Coco Pommel...

...Has a lot of fans...

"Let me count... There's one of my ceiling, one in my bathroom... Would I count the one in my kitchen that I use to cool off my cookies?"

I would. Cooled off cookies are important.

Coco Pommel...

...would hide a body if it helped her career...

"H-H-H-Hide a body?! Oh, Celestia. Oh, Luna. I-I-I-I...! I would never hide a body! What if the police found out?! What if my mom found out?! I would be cast out of the family, out of town; disowned! Unloved!"

Coco Pommel...

...Seems to have put a lot of thought into this...

"No! I mean... Yes... But, it's not because--"

Coco Pommel...

...her coat is pale...

...and her eyes seem odd...

"My coat is a little pale... But it's just a color. And what's wrong with my eyes? I always thought they were alright..."

Coco Pommel...

...stitches the coats of gentlecolts...

"Oh! Yes! I do do that! I've actually started a small business for adjusting--"

...Who never thereafter were heard from again...

"What?! NO! I've never hurt anypony in my life! Please, stop."

She trots the path few would trot...

Coco Pommel...

...The demon tailor of Manehattan...

Tears welling in her eyes, an embarrassing red crossing her otherwise confused face, the mare darted off the stage; though the stage light followed her the entire way.

Now you know...

Coco Pommel...

...She was nice.

Yeah. I liked her too.

She should babysit you sometime.

I am not sure she'll be so incline to doing anything for us for some time...