Pony Cider Season

When I got to Azul’s place he immediately opened the door, not really expecting me but he just dragged me in the house. He wanted to go buy some Apple Cider from the Flim Flam brothers, I told him about the Flim Flam brothers and how I think that they had kidnapped that pony with the two octave cutie mark and the thoughts I get with the pony being cut open with a scalpel and a bone saw cutting the hooves off then put through the pipes and the blending barrel now being drunken by everypony that buys Flim and Flam brothers merchandise, “excuse myself, I sometimes over exaggerate” over things that come to my mind such as this. Azul never believed me at all, and for the trust we have together it was a surprise’ I tried to persuade him my thoughts but it left him saying I’m crazy. We went out to Apple Acres, I went to prove something if I found something to use as proof and he was going to get some Cider; I ended up getting him to promise not to drink any of the Flim Flam brothers famous ‘pony infested’ Cider. When we got their the crowds were not in a line but in fact covering the fields, they were watching something happening in the clearing of trees I asked one of the ponies close to me what was happening, apparently a competition between who keeps Apple Acres and all the apples in it, they have to race making…”APPLE CIDERS!”. I pushed through the crowds with Azul and as I got closer to competes I could clearly see the red liquid from the Flim Flam Brothers machine flow through the pipes and into barrels. This is my chance to find proof of the ponies being used for the Ciders, being murdered and what not.
The red eyes from Flim and Flam were glowing; I could see and sense evil in their eyes, it’s like staring deep into a glowing red never ending hole of death. I came around to the machine, luckily with nopony finding me I quickly pressed the button that opens the secret compartment and scurried into the bushes. The audience changed their eye path from the competition to the compartment as it arose above the apple trees all around, everyponies jaws dropped, was it amazement or was it shock? Something easily guessed but not quite as accurate as expected. There was nothing in the compartment but…”STRAWBERRIES!” oh and I suppose they already finished off the pony seconds before I opened it, everypony gathered to take their shots from their cameras and it was all because of me; Tropic, of PonyVille has just revealed the secret ingredient to the Famous Flim Flam Brothers Ciders. I’m now starting to have my doubts on who is really behind the case of the missing pony; I have no real proof on it even being a murder anyway but at least I didn’t make a complete fool out of myself and I’m sure nopony is on to me and my, well, horrible detective act. I did end up going back to Azul’s place and like anypony would say “I told you” he just made it seem like he was right the whole time, and come to think of it that’s what makes me want to try and find out if they were not what they seem but for all I’ve found is that it’s nothing to get all worried about knowing the that they weren’t chopping up ponies and selling drinks that were made from one hundred percent pony meat, not to get my feelings and thoughts acting up as well.
I would lay those few days over, just thinking about what clues would come to my mind, with work in the way and Azul contacting me too much about ‘how I was wrong and he was right’, As the days had passed you could easily feel your own day of reckoning, in this basement. I guess my life as an earth pony has been boring, I lived my life not understanding the true reason I’m living and I’ll just let my feelings pass along with the days’ like a water current in the reef looking desperately for some thought of mind to take away with it.
As the days pass I thought about the clues, everything that could have possibly led to Flim and Flam being the ones behind the disappearance, well coming back to think about it I was doing all of this for nothing, well just because that one pony I don’t even know got my thoughts thinking too much. As anypony would say I was getting headache thinking about it, but just to think about the facts, adding every possible thing up in my head, it was finally clear to me. No reason for all of this to happen all at the same time, the criminal wanted me to think that Flim and Flam were the ones behind all of this. Behind the crowds when I pressed the button of Flim and Flams machine were another lot of ponies, the Apple Family, they were working as a team with each other, they must have been acting in a manner that would not allow me to think it was them, the younger pony was looking at me, she knew what I was doing, what I was going to do, her griming smile, the red bow she wore was the reason I acted up, my feelings only act up from flash thoughts, a red flash through my eyes.
In fact the only way this can only ‘add up’ to the matter is if I was the next victim, They waited for me to do it, I was the one who took the missing pony, I’m the one who gave the pony to the Apple Family the drink everypony drank on the day they were born, they were used to it from the beginning, the apple ciders with berries that Flim and Flam made were the real tasting Ciders, everypony just wasn’t used to the taste of real fresh Cider…And now I have told you all my secret it is now time for me to work, and then pay a little visit to Azul, never really not messed up was it?
The time had come, the end of Cider season had finally come, and it’s a relief for other ponies, not me. But there will still be a Cider season next year…