Stealing The Riche's Jewels

by FlareFlarerp

Chapter 4

Author's Note:

Well after the first fanfic Necromorph and I wrote was about Vinyl and Octavia getting it nice ‘n dirty in the bedroom, for this one I re-watched Get Smart, 21 & 22 Jump Street and also all the Men in Black again. I talked it over with Necromorph and we’ve decided to make the second one somewhat not about just two ponies hiding the pickle in the jar or making sweet love or you know what I mean.

We decided on making this a five part story or hell, even a ten part story and make it a big novel and sell it for all you bronies to read and enjoy another awesome fanfic that took less time than an average dark or sadfic.

I also decided to make me and Necromorph make an appearance in this story to make this story more elaborate the story more and make it more funny because in this story.
So here’s the story rundown motherbuckers,

Vinyl Scratch and Octavia are having a normal average day in the new anthro/human world. They go out to their anniversary dinner but then they strangely hired by secret agent Bon Bon and Lyra which who work for Necromorph and I. They must steal the infamous Filthy Rich’s expensive necklace but they will realize it’s more than just petty theft. This story will also take place in the human world because this will be less confusing to the reader of how the physics are of a regular pony holding a gun with their hoof. Am I blabbering too much?! Let’s get on with the story!

P.S.: We had a more bigger budget for this story so we can put more description when it is needed. Enjoy. WUBBA DUB DUB MOTHERBUCKERS

P.S.S.: This is also a anthro/human universe. Like they have feet but anthro features like fur, but no wings or horns or anything. Plus this also has A LOT of TV and Movie references and it will be like that for the remaining of this series. So have a problem? I’m just gonna delete your comment cause really? Just enjoy some TV and movie quote Rip offs. It’s funny trust me. Okay now let’s go into the story

P.S.S.S: Everyone is not under age so don’t give a crap about that. Also there is a french joke in Chapter 6. If you took french and could translate it without using google translate. You can be our friend. Okay NOW! Let’s get on with the story

Stealing the Riche’s Jewels

A Comedy/Action/Romance Fanfic By
Flare Flare
&
Necromorph

Chapter 4

It had been months after Vinyl and Octavia had gotten into their last fight and weeks since they had weirdly woken up in the human world but had gotten use to it. Octavia could still play the cello right. Vinyl could party like the DJ she was. Nothing really had changed but only time will tell when their life will soon once change again.

Vinyl was walking down the street with her headphones on blasting rap music out loud. She was walking home to her apartment where her and Octavia had been living for the past two months. When she walked inside the apartment, her marefriend Octavia was sitting in the kitchen reading the paper and having some tea as any Trottingham mare would be doing on an average day. Vinyl walked into the kitchen, dancing to the beat of her music.

“Hello Vinyl” Octavia said with a annoyed look. Vinyl was too busy to notice Octavia talking to her.

“Vinyl, VINYL”

“Fuck da police coming straight from the underground.” Vinyl said singing.

“CEASE YOUR INCESSANT YAMMERING VINYL”. Octavia yelled.

“WHAT?!” Vinyl yelled back, taking off her headphones.

“This is the second time you promised to lower the volume on those things and you failed to do so.” Octavia said with a deep said and facepalm.

“But everytime I do, I get laid” Vinyl said taking off her glasses.

“It doesn’t matter now, I just hate yelling to get your attention. Anyway...Let’s go out for dinner like you promised me last week to take me out to the fancy restaurant.” Octavia said.

“OKAY!” Vinyl yelled with a bright smile and chuckle.

Octavia just gave Vinyl a straight face and sighed as she got up from her chair, put her teacup in the sink along with the china plate, left the kitchen and went upstairs to her room to get dressed.