Title:           The Coroner Part 4
Author:          CelestialOrigin
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First Edit:      Sunday 28th of February 2016 04:56:29 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 28th of February 2016 04:56:29 AM CDT

>Be the sad little Fluttershy
>After Rainbow left, you just continued on your little journey to buy supplies for a pen for your sick animals.
>Just thinking about the poor babies left you hazy eyed.
>Unfortunately that also meant that you weren't really paying attention to where you were going.
>Low and behold, you walk yourself right into Rarity’s shop.
>Not wanting to bother her you quickly turn and head for the door.
>However just before you turn and leave, you hear her trademark motto.
>”Welcome to the Carousel Boutique! Where everything is chic unique and magni. . .” of course she stops her little slogan once she realizes that it was just you.
>”Oh hello Fluttershy. whatever is the matter dear? You look awfully upset.” She asks with with concerned eyes.
“Another mouse died this morning.” You say with while looking at your hooves.
>”Oh darling I am so sorry to hear that. If only there were anything I could do to help.” She said while offering you a tissue.
“Thank you Rarity. I know that I can always count on you. Actually I was wondering if maybe you had another shoebox that I could have.” you ask putting on your best sad puppy dog eyes.
>“Well Fluttershy, I gave you my last shoebox yesterday. I may be a designer, but I don't go through that many shoes.” An apologetic look crosses her face.
“O-oh, that's okay Rarity, Maybe Pinkie Pie has an extra shoebox.” You say turning to leave.
>”Wait hold on just a second! I might have one somewhere.”
>In just about two seconds she is up the stairs and you can already hear her moving things around.
>”I have some cookies in the kitchen, feel free to help yourself!” You hear her shout from upstairs.
>You do just that. After all you haven't really eaten since Mr. Mouse died.
>You didn't even have breakfast!
>After eating three cookies you heard Rarity coming downstairs.
>She looks to you with a big smile and pulls out a shoebox.
>”I knew I had one somewhere. Just let me get the stuff out of it.” She said while lifting the lid from that box.
>Looking inside you saw photographs.
>While she began to remove the photos you quietly scanned each one.
>Baby pictures of Sweetie Belle, a young filly version of rarity sitting with a very old looking mare with a white coat and a violet mane.
>It quickly became clear to you that this was where Rarity kept her most precious photos.
>You noticed her slow down to look at a picture or two, but she emptied the box rather quickly
>You noticed tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
“Oh Rarity I can't take this. It is too important to you!” You said with tears of you own beginning to form.
>But she was not having any of it.
>”Oh please Fluttershy. The box isn't important, just the memories within. Besides now I have a chance to show Sweetie Belle what her grandmother looked like.maybe she and I can make a photo album together.”
>You put the box in your saddlebag and make your way to the door.
“Thanks so much Rarity! Now I can give Mr. Mouse a proper funeral.” You say with relief evident in your voice.
>”No darling thank you for making me finally get around to searching for my old family photos.”
>A bittersweet smile crosses her features. As you turn to leave.
“Bye Rarity”
>You exit the boutique and start to head to the craft store.
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>Be the great and powerful Anon!
>After walking around for a good thirty minutes, you have yet to see anything really interesting.
>The little horses seem civilised at least.
>Of course that doesn't mean that you can let your guard down.
>Case in point, just as you round a corner, a trio of tiny little beasties crash into your legs sending you falling straight on top of them.
>Oh shit!
>You can feel three little bodies squirming under you.
“Oh shit!”
>You quickly roll off of them. Desperately hoping that you didn't just kill someone.
>Looking over, you see white, orange, and yellow fur.
“Are you three okay? I didn't hurt you did I?”
>Hopefully you don't get attacked by their parents if you act like you are sorry.
>”Yeah we're fine, don't worry mister.” You hear as three pairs of eyes lock with yours.
>Whew dodged a bullet there.
>After sitting there awkwardly for a minute, you stand up.
>”Wow you're really tall! Say, what are you mister? I've never seen you around these parts before.” The little yellow one asks.
“Oh I'm just some guy.” [spoiler]RULER OF THE PLANET OMACRON PERSEI 8[/spoiler] you say dismissively.
>”I think she meant what are you not who are you mister.” The orange one says.
>You look at what you assume are children and ponder the best escape route.
“Oh look a flying stick!” You shout while pointing behind them.
>”What?” They say in unison as you turn and run like the wind.
>Super maximum hyper velocity Anon is go!
>”Hey come back!” You here behind you.
>Hell to the no!
>The chase is on!