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               More Than Just A Trophy Wife                
                    -by Angelic Waffle-                    
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             Chapter 1: My, My, Such Threats!              
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Chapter 1: My, My, Such Threats!
Fleur De Lis unravelled the battered note, she scanned the words carefully, taking note of each word. She angled the note down and diverted her attention to the stallion strapped to the seat beside her, the stallion grunted, but could not speak thanks to the strap shoved in his mouth. She giggled, then waved the note in front of his face, Fleur fluttered her lashes innocently then kicked the stallion in the stomach.
The stallion winced in pain, making Fleur smile. She opened the mouth strap, "Ready to talk to the pretty mare yet?" She kicked him again, "Please?"
The stallion squinted eyes, making his tears roll down his cheeks, "Never.. You are never... Going to find him... He'll be in Manehatton by now..." The stallion started to laugh as crazy as a hyena, "They'll find you! Then slaughter you in front of your husband! You're a laugh! Give up now, trophy wives like you have to be seen, not heard!" Fleur grinned, "I totally agree, I won't be heard," She spat bitterly, "I'll be felt." Fleur levitated the stallions skin, stretching his coat, she pushed a book in front of him it read: "Unicorn Torture Throughout History" "A classic, this method is my favourite!" She began to twist the skin, in a cruel pinch.
The stallion cried out, tears ran down his cheeks, "Just a goodbye present! I've got what I need from you anyway, Fancy Pants is in Manehatton right? That's what you said yes?"
The stallion's eyes widened as he realised his mistake.
Don't worry sweetie, Fleur thought I'm coming.
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Fleur De Lis started to trot towards the Canterlot train station, her hooves clacked against the pathway leading away from her mansion; it had felt so empty ever since Fancy Pants was captured by a group of ponies who now wanted Fleur to pay a ransom of 2,000,000 bits! She curved her mouth into a vicious frown, what did the authorities do? Nothing. "Pay the ransom" they said. What a laugh.
Fleur wandered past Canterlot's shop windows, she scanned them, Fashion, Mane-Styler, Spa, Extreme Sports... She turned to the Extreme Sports store.