(Writefag here, I apologise for my delay, it is due to the fact that I couldn't pay bills for a bit, but thanks to the glories of capitalism, I have been able to. anyways here we go. by the way, I cannot art, so I cannot make the photos needed. I apologise in advance. >>196228
A mare in the audience saw the two sales ponies. She raised a brow of interest toward them, though it was clear through all the ponies in the room that they did not see her.
She took to them with interest. They stood up against the monarchy! The last pony that denied Celestia the income for her cake was forced to resign… she wondered how the brothers would fare in their political standoff… it also came to her realization that Celestia would heavily fund their opposition… Bill Law.
She would throw every resource at them, to try and force them to capitulate… and that would mean the taxes would be increased again, the flimflam corporation would be restricted, and the many parks rides would be shuttered, like the wild blue yonder, which was credited for being one of the best attractions in the park… it would lead to economic collapse!
of course she thought all this through before hand. she was simply trying to look at the opposition. She didn't want them to have the same faults as Bill did… it was apparent to her that they, were business ponies, and as business ponies, they would have the knowledge of how a business operates, and how it would work in a realistic sense. she clopped her hooves, as the brothers trotted off the stage. she noticed a couple of familiar ponies in the crowd… though she couldn't put a name to them, she knew they weren't going to let Flim win due to their competing businesses… however she refocused her attention to the brothers. it would be a few weeks before the elections would be held, and a small majority was predicted to vote for Bill.
Once Everypony began to leave, she began to sneak behind the curtain. the odor reeks of elder stallion, and it was quite evident why. an old janitor was mopping the floor of the building. she was not clear if what he was mopping with was terrible soap, or his own urine, but she tried to disregard it.
She trotted toward the back, where she could hear the two brothers chatting. "Why brother! I think they loved us out there!" Flam could be heard saying. "I do agree! though I recall seeing applejack out there in the crowds… do you think she will try to get bill to win?" flim responded "no doubt about it, she has done that for every exhibition we have done. a shame really, I thought we had an understanding after she helped us gain control over the amusement park."
she drew a breath, then opened the door. "I can assure you that is exactly what she is going to do." she said, almost interrupting them.
This caught the brothers off guard. flim looked toward her. "Sorry, but we aren't accepting interviews at this time." he said, looking at her.
"what? I am not a journalist! those commies can kiss my plot! I am Leslie Fair, and I think I may be the pony to get you to the top of the ballot…"