Spike drove his rolly through the desert. Ever since the lightning storms stopped, a strange object was reported to have landed 10 miles from Appleloosa. W.I.N.G.S. has ordered any available agents to report to Appleloosa, designating code "Zodiac" to determine if it's useful or poses a threat. But right now, Spike was feeling too hungry to even care about his objective. Luckily, there was a mini mart nearby, so he could grab a bite and move on. As Spike entered the mart, he grabs a basket to go for a little shopping. He takes whatever snack he can find; potato chips and a soda. The problem was the last item to pick and it was the chocolate chip cookies; he couldn't decide if he could take the crunchy ones or the chewy ones. While he was deciding, a bunch of ponies in ski masks burst through the doors, holding the clerk at gunpoint.
"Everyone on the ground, NOW!!!," the lead robber shouted. "Put all the money in the bag!!!"
"Who owns that rolly outside?" a shorter robber asked. The clerk, paralyzed in fear, didn't respond. "He asked you a question," A skinny robber said. "who.....owns....that....ROLLY?!"
"I do, but technically, I don't own it," says Spike nonchalantly. "More like a rental."
The fourth robber, a pegasus, pointed his sights on Spike. "Throw in the keys. Toss 'em right here." Spike complied, tossing the keys to the robbers. The four then turn to the clerk.
"Alright, start emptying the registrar, start filling this bag with cigarettes and cash, and also--," Before the lead robber could finish, Spike interrupt with a cleverly thought-out plan. "Excuse me, I also have this gun. You guys would probably need that." The robbers, however, over-reacted and pointed all of their guns at Spike.
"Throw the gun, throw it now!!!" the lead robber shouted. "But, if I do that, It might misfire," Spike said innocently. "Tell you what, I'll slide down to the next aisle, okay?" the lead robber nodded and signaled the pegasus to collect the gun. Spike slides down his gun to the robber.
When the robber reached to grab the gun, Spike threw a pack of flour and a flash grenade at the other robbers, blinding them. The fourth robber looked up to see a blurry figure running towards him. But he knew what hit him, Spike immediately skid past him, grabbing his shotgun and shooting off his wing. The robber screamed in pain as Spike knocked him out with the shotgun as he preceded to subdue the other robbers. Spike went to work on these guys, kneecap one robber, slamming another robber's face to the floor, and finally punching the lead robber out cold. After the ordeal was done, Spike went to the cashier to pay for his items. The clerk, speechless of what transpired and what she just saw, immediately took the money.
"Sorry about the mess, I couldn't decide," says Spike as he collects his purchased snacks, including the chocolate chip cookies; both crunchy and chewy. "Keep the change."
"T-thanks," the clerk stammered. "But, what should I tell the police?"
Spike simply smiled. "Tell them those Tae Kwon Do lessons really paid off."
Spike took his keys from the unconscious robbers, collected their weapons, chained them and left the scene with the clerk calling the cops, clearly shocked by the events that clearly happened.