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[Boondock Panther]

"So, what were you two thinking of?" Sunshine asked, flanked on either side by carnival-like food carts. "There are so many choices..."

The trio continued for a moment longer before Sunshine's eyes lingered on the Manehattan-Style Carrot Dog booth. A flashy sign dangling at the corner advertised a limited-time deal: two carrot dogs for one bit.

That is insane, the stallion thought. If they're that cheap, it makes me ponder their quality.

But he already knew that the quality was amazing; the smell overriding his world was wonderful.

"Um, Blue, Jasmine, would either of you like to split an order with me? One carrot dog each? I want to try one."

"Uh--" Blue began, suddenly interrupted by Jasmine.

"That'd be nice, Sunshine."

"I uh... I'm gonna need two... orders," he continued, more to Jasmine than Sunshine. Upon her taking her small sack of bits from around her neck and entrusting his own with it, he trotted eagerly up to the carrot-dog salespony, a gruff-looking orange earth stallion who looked like he was born in the kitchen. His short, brown/gray mane was kept in a hairnet, and his weathered eyes smiled as he turned the carrots over on the grill. His voice was deep and worn, and a stained apron hung around his neck.

"What can I do ya for, son?" he asked Blue.

"If I'm understanding this correctly, I'm gonna need four plain carrot dogs for myself and one apiece for the ladies."

"Uuh, no. I'm going for at least two," Jasmine said incredulously, knocking him in the shoulder. "Extra butter, add sauerkraut and onions."

Realizing she was in the way, she scooted herself back from the booth a bit and gave Sunshine room to order.

[waxworks]

(( Do you guys want to continue on even though Sunny's not in it anymore? There's still a lot to do and trade for ))

Mezcal's face went from surprise to an exceedingly eager grin at Storm's excited invitation to a full-on wrestling match. Of course Riddle was watching both of them and quickly got between them as the cow happily began to advance on the pegasus, spreading out her hooves quickly to stop them both.

"Now now, this Trader's Exchange is not the place for any knock-down, drag-out battles, Storm Scout, sir, Mezcal."

The cow looked crestfallen, and still seemed to be trying to get at Storm Scout as her chest was leaning into Riddle's hoof. However after a moment of this and a 'this is my serious face' look flashed to her from the unicorn, Mezcal sighed and recanted.

"Si, si, she's right, this isn't the place for a proper lucha libre match...." Mezcal lowered her head sadly as though she'd just done a eulogy for a friend, but then looked up at Storm Scout with a wink, "but chu come to Ponyville sometime ponito, we go down to the gym and mix it up for real!"

Riddle nodded with some conclusive satisfaction that her friend seemed to have finally gotten the urge to wrestle a pony to the ground out of her system. She'd decided that after amiably introducing Mezcal to Esmeralda, they should be on their way to see the rest of the Trader's Exchange. After all, the little unicorn still had a lot of work to do.

The cow sighed somewhat sadly, but supposed it was for the best. Actually, she didn't suppose it was for the best and would've kept right on wrestling, but this was her friend's gig and she'd come along for moral support and all that so-

"...Say Ardilla, what did chu end up trading for anyway?"

"Oh? Oh, this talisman which will allow me to craft and sell topiaries, and," it was with a slight clearing of her throat a mild blush that Riddle pulled out the antique Equestrian Rubix cube, "er... this little puzzle box..."

Mezcal promptly tackled her to the ground.

[Ashti Sandburst]

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