Lovely Roses

As Iron walked into the shop, he saw the usual things when he always visited. He saw Daisy at the counter selling some bouquets to somepony. Iron glanced over to Daisy in a way you could read "Hi" on his face. Daisy grinned as she gave the colt his bouquet of flowers. As the pony left the shop, Iron ran over to Daisy trying to catch his breath. "What's wrong?!" Daisy asked with concern. "It-It-It's my precious rose flower! It's dying!" Iron exclaimed with worry. "Thats it?" Daisy said with a smile. "There's nothing to worry about, I'll have my friend get you a new rose for you. Roseluck!" Daisy yelled from across the room. Iron glanced over and saw a mare with a very light tan coat coloring, along with her mane coursing of crimson red and rosy pink. "What is it Daisy?" The mare asked with a smile on her face. " I need you to go get my customer a rose! A very pretty rose." "A rose?! Why yes of course! I'll get you that rose sir!" Iron looked confused, he had never seen a mare with such determination to get the job done as she was. Iron waited for what seemed only seconds as Roseluck came bolting into the room with a rose in her hooves held tightly in place. She came rushing over to Iron and gently placed the rose on his hoof. Iron had a blush across his face but neither Daisy nor Roseluck could notice, and Iron was relieved they didn't, it would have been awkward if they did. Iron shook the blush off his face and gave Daisy the bits needed to pay for the rose and walked out of the shop. As he walked out he fell over against the wall. "Wow..." Is all he could mutter.

On the way back to his home, Iron saw a peculiar group heading towards the flower shop. Iron didn't think much of the group, though he did wonder why they were going to buy flowers one minute before the shop closed for the night. He just brushed the thought from his mind and kept trotting down the trail.

Daisy was leaving the shop when she saw the group coming towards the shop. She thought they were just looking for something to buy at the last minute. Daisy approached them and said "I'm sorry, young colts, but we're closed for the day. The middle pony of the group, who's coat was a deep black with orange and lime green streaks in his mane, stepped forward and said "Look miss, I'm warning you right now, stay out of our way." Daisy looked confused. As she tried to grasp the situation, the middle pony