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Fictober 2020 15: "Not interested, thank you"
Fullerton let out a groan as another door slammed in his face. The gray unicorn levitated his heavy sales case sown off of the porch and slumped his way down the street towards the next house. Pony after pony, mare and stallion alike, they all had the same answer for him.
“Not interested, thank you.”
Thinking back to when he first started selling, her reminisces about mares happily inviting him in, listening to all he had to say. They would offer coffee or cookies sometimes and even if there wasn't a sale that day they would remember and invite him back in when he had new wares to sell. Always a friendly, smiling face.
“Not interested, thank you.”
A dark cloud seemed to hang over him in spite of the idyllic fall weather. The crunching of leaves underhoof and the sharp smell of ripe apples from the nearby orchard sis little to lift his spirits. He hadn't had a sale all day. Hell, he hadn't gotten more than a few words out before he heard that hateful, hurtful phrase again.
“Not interested, thank you.”
As the day wore on, his depression grew. His head hung lower and in spite of being carried by magic, his sales case dragged through the fallen leaves on the ground. Calling it quits for the day, he stopped in at Caramel Treat's restaurant, using his last few bits to buy a clovertop scramble, a mug of tea, and to give the waitress a nice tip. The sweet mare had been nice to him, after all, she deserved it.
They had talked for a while about their respective jobs, him smiling grimly as she regaled him with tales of some of her more troublesome customers while he explained his job to her, even showing off some of his wares. She had looked at his beautiful magic trinkets in awe, but sadly couldn't afford them right now. At least she had shown some interest in them and didn't use those awful words.
By the time he left the restaurant it was well dark outside. Luna's moon sat fat and heavy on the horizon as the stars shimmered in the night sky. A damp chill crept into the air as the stallion stifled a cough. Just his luck, to some down with a cold while he was flat broke he thought to himself.
He was almost halfway home when he saw a light click on in somepony's front room. Shrugging his shoulders, he dragged his case towards their front door. Taking a mirror from his pocket, he used what little light remained to clean up his appearance a bit when the door suddenly opened inward.
“Ah! A salespony!” The mare smiled brightly at Fullerton. She was dressed in a lovely red jacket to protect her from the chill. Her pale fur offset her dark eyes beautifully and her mane was done up in a smart bun, “Please, won't you come in and show me what you have for sale?”
His heart practically exploded with joy as a smile crept onto his face. He had finally found someone interested in his magical trinkets and baubles and he didn't even have to knock on their door!
His smile froze on his face when he glanced back at his mirror once more and saw the doorway as empty where the friendly seeming mare stood. A feeling like creeping frost enveloped his heart as he realized what he was dealing with immediately.
Turning back towards the mare, he bowed graciously, picking up his bag and giving her his best, winning smile before bolting out of there as fast as his hooves would carry him, shouting back over his shoulder as he ran.
“NOT INTERESTED, THANK YOU!!!”
(Story continues: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38781775/ )
“Not interested, thank you.”
Thinking back to when he first started selling, her reminisces about mares happily inviting him in, listening to all he had to say. They would offer coffee or cookies sometimes and even if there wasn't a sale that day they would remember and invite him back in when he had new wares to sell. Always a friendly, smiling face.
“Not interested, thank you.”
A dark cloud seemed to hang over him in spite of the idyllic fall weather. The crunching of leaves underhoof and the sharp smell of ripe apples from the nearby orchard sis little to lift his spirits. He hadn't had a sale all day. Hell, he hadn't gotten more than a few words out before he heard that hateful, hurtful phrase again.
“Not interested, thank you.”
As the day wore on, his depression grew. His head hung lower and in spite of being carried by magic, his sales case dragged through the fallen leaves on the ground. Calling it quits for the day, he stopped in at Caramel Treat's restaurant, using his last few bits to buy a clovertop scramble, a mug of tea, and to give the waitress a nice tip. The sweet mare had been nice to him, after all, she deserved it.
They had talked for a while about their respective jobs, him smiling grimly as she regaled him with tales of some of her more troublesome customers while he explained his job to her, even showing off some of his wares. She had looked at his beautiful magic trinkets in awe, but sadly couldn't afford them right now. At least she had shown some interest in them and didn't use those awful words.
By the time he left the restaurant it was well dark outside. Luna's moon sat fat and heavy on the horizon as the stars shimmered in the night sky. A damp chill crept into the air as the stallion stifled a cough. Just his luck, to some down with a cold while he was flat broke he thought to himself.
He was almost halfway home when he saw a light click on in somepony's front room. Shrugging his shoulders, he dragged his case towards their front door. Taking a mirror from his pocket, he used what little light remained to clean up his appearance a bit when the door suddenly opened inward.
“Ah! A salespony!” The mare smiled brightly at Fullerton. She was dressed in a lovely red jacket to protect her from the chill. Her pale fur offset her dark eyes beautifully and her mane was done up in a smart bun, “Please, won't you come in and show me what you have for sale?”
His heart practically exploded with joy as a smile crept onto his face. He had finally found someone interested in his magical trinkets and baubles and he didn't even have to knock on their door!
His smile froze on his face when he glanced back at his mirror once more and saw the doorway as empty where the friendly seeming mare stood. A feeling like creeping frost enveloped his heart as he realized what he was dealing with immediately.
Turning back towards the mare, he bowed graciously, picking up his bag and giving her his best, winning smile before bolting out of there as fast as his hooves would carry him, shouting back over his shoulder as he ran.
“NOT INTERESTED, THANK YOU!!!”
(Story continues: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38781775/ )
Category Story / My Little Pony / Brony
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