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Mustard (PiE)

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  1. >Day twelve in 'Earth'
  2. >I can't stand this anymore, but I have no choice.
  3. >This... "human" has taken me into his home and promised to shelter me from the evils of this world.
  4. >Some of these 'human' have tried to do unspeakable things to me.
  5. >One of them tried to take me to his shop, but did not mention he was trying to use me as an ingredient of his "pu pu platter".
  6. >That was when I met Anonymous.
  7. >I owe him so much for what he's done.
  8. >He's such a gentlecolt!
  9. >He goes out of his way to make sure that I'm comfortable.
  10. >... But there was one thing I cannot stand about him.
  11. >He always wears a tacky, mustard yellow shirt.
  12. >The thing is atrocious and looks completely vile.
  13. >I can't stand to look at the thing! It's a plight against fashion!
  14. >For the past few days, when he was out at work, I would take the shirt from out of his closet and throw it out.
  15. >But it keeps coming back!
  16. >So I decided to do some investigation work. (I am not 'snooping', just merely investigating.)
  17. >He told me that the only rule he had was not to enter his room.
  18. >Some times, though, a lady must bend the rules to find out important information.
  19. >As I walked into his room, a smell caught my attention.
  20. >It smelled... spicy.
  21. >Looking around, I followed the trail of the smell.
  22. >It led to the closet, the smell burnt my nose as it coursed through it.
  23. >I was almost hesitant to open the door, but I needed to know what was behind this door.
  24. >Something inside told me that it would answer the question to the reappearing shirt.
  25. >Slowly, I began to open the door and peer inside.
  26. >I regretted it almost instantly.
  27. >Inside was a tub of... MUSTARD.
  28. >Several shirts hung over it, all colored like the liquid in the tub.
  29. >I stepped back, appalled by the sight.
  30. >As I backed up, I bumped into something standing behind me.
  31. >I looked up into the eyes of Anon.
  32. "Oh, Anon! Why are you home so early?"
  33. >"Rarity," he started, "I can't believe you MUSTARD the courage to come in here!"
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