Welcome To Equestria: Chapter 5
"my name is rarity, owner of the carousel boutique." she answered with the canterlot accent in her voice. "and i must say, i love your shining amulet darling. where did you ever get it?" "it was a gift from a friend of blu and i's. he also has one."
Broken Words: Chapter 16
As they walked to the luggage carousel in silence, the hand in jayden's squeezed gently, almost nervously.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 20)
Everything was circling about everything else, like some awful carousel. all i could see were little, insignificant snatches of _something_, something that was then whirled away from me.
Gray's Christmas 2011- The Sequel
She was really quiet as we gathered our luggage, though she seemed fascinated by the baggage carousel. once we had our bags, we went outside and grabbed a cab. when we got in, the driver was wearing a turban. "apa kanam haim?"
Wrong Kind of Marks
-carousel boutique- "a _food fight_, sweetie belle?! i always knew you were never as refined and sophisticated as _moi_, but to actually sink to such disgusting levels of "entertainment", well...
Chapter Thirteen
I told him as we waited for his luggage to arrive on the carousel. for his part, he nodded before stepping forwards to grab his bags from the machine. "let's get moving, we're burning daylight and we have much to discuss."
My Little Delirium - Chapter 3
Then they ran past the carousel boutique, where rarity helped out after school for her part-time job. after that, they ran past the town spa, and out of the city limits. the buildings became more sparse as they ran past crops and orchards.
The Arrival (Part 2)
Some of the buildings were completely out of place, like a carousel-like structure on the outskirts.
The Apple of My Eye Ch.1
I am rarity, local fashionista and owner and proprietor of the carousel boutique. it's a pleasure to meet you." adam attempted to speak, but was cut off by the cyan pegasus.
Teatime on the Titanic
Titan boltz fought his way through the crowd of crying children and growling parents to the front of the line for the carousel.
The Eve of Wintersday
Three of the luckier travelers of the season, ones who didn't have to actually **get on** to a plane, but rather, were just waiting for one, sat on less than comfortable chairs by a baggage claim carousel.
Midline Shift 29 - Dark Dreams of Another Story
Another cave had the same dead grove, but this one was now occupied by a single carousel horse. the pole had been buried into the soil, a pale horse of grey now losing its colours as decay began to set in.