"What do we do now?"
"Just calm down, W," answers Wilbur. "Scotch! Where is the place you talked about? The text messages thing?"
"Outside," she answers.
W instantly leaves the canteen and goes outside. He grabs his cellphone and rises it. After a minute or two, he gets a text message.
New Text Message from Dreamo:
"Watch the news."
W thinks now. What can he do? His friends are all arrested, except for him. He can call Dream now, but it isn't the best option, because Dream Raider is also arrested. Meanwhile, the news channel is still broadcasting:
"According to Canterlot's Governor, Mr. Mortimer Blueblood, there is only one man left: the Bedmaker is the remaining member of the Pirate's henchmen that is still not arrested. A red notice has been released from the Canterlot's Police Department to seek the location of this gangster. Where would the Bedmaker be right now?"
"Grandson!" shouts Wilbur. "They are looking for you! For the Bedmaker!"
W doesn't listen to his grandpa but he knows that if he doesn't do anything right now, he will have been arrested by Saturday. He makes a very risky decision: call Ron.
"They are already gone..." says Jack, while trying to look outside the cage.
The Police Department has a big office on the entrance, a patio and a small room with a big jail cell. There are six men there: Ron, Jack, Abe, Tom Delight, Percival, and Femur. Ron is using a phone he hid on one of his socks. "I've already called him, Abe," says Ron.
"Who did you call?" asks Jack. Ron doesn't answer because someone else is calling him. He answers.
"Hello?"
"I knew they didn't grab your hidden phone."
Ron starts laughing and everybody looks at him. "Where are you?"
"In the Middle of Nowhere. Where are you? On the Police Department?"
"Yeah."
"I'll be there soon."
"No!" shouts Ron. "Stay on the Mid. Blueblood and the police are looking for you like fucking maniacs. If you do only one step in Canterlot, they will appear on a freakin' helicopter and they will beat you up as if they were Vikings. Stay outside Canterlot."
"And what about the Fall Formal?"
"Wait until tomorrow. Can you do me a favor?"
"Yeah. What?"
"Stay outside until Friday night. Once you look at Blueblood going to Canterlot High on TV, leave the Mid and save our lives."
"Nah. Wilbur and I will arrive too late. Besides, we can't save your lives! We are two!"
"Yeah, you are right..." says the Pirate. Then, he looks at the cell bars. The iron bars. "What about Dream Raider?"
"Dreamo?"
"Can he help you?"
"Um... maybe."
"Good. On Friday morning, go to Sombra Jail. Talk to Dream Raider and on Friday night come here. I think Sombra Jail and the Police Department have a shorter distance than the Mid and us."
"Yeah... you are right," says W. "So... I stay here for the whole night. I wake up, go to Sombra, talk to Dream, save you and then... go to Canterlot High?"
"Yeah. Very good."
"They are coming," whispers Abe. Ron greets W in a lower voice, ends the call and hides his phone in one of his socks.
The sun is about to set now. W and Wilbur are drinking another glass of water while looking at the highway. Suddenly, an old car stops at the canteen's entrance. From the car gets out an old man with a prolix white beard, round glasses, a formal sweater, smart trousers, and shoes. Both men realize he uses a cane to walk... he is a cripple man. Scotch goes outside and greets him. "Oh, hi, Cosmos."
Cosmos. Celestia's and Luna's father. The one who lost the Canterlotian Gang War. Wilbur, who is surprised, finishes his glass of water and leaves it on the ground. "Cosmos!" he shouts. The old, cripple man stops at the entrance.
"How do you know me?"
"I'm Schizoid, man."
"Schizoid?" says, while smiling. "I thought you were dead. Where were you all this time?"
"Being crazy," answers Wilbur while hugging him. W gets up and greets Cosmos too. He says he is the Bedmaker.
"Bedmaker," says Cosmos. "Canterlot is looking for you, son."
"Yeah, I know," he says, and makes Cosmos laugh.
"Don't worry, son. Let's enter... we can have a seat."
"Why are you here now?" asks Wilbur to Cosmos.
"I come here to relax every time I can, although my leg is not letting me go anywhere now. Driving is now torture for me. I can only use one leg for everything."
"What happened on your other leg?" asks W.
"W..." says Wilbur, angrily."
"Don't worry," replies Cosmos. " It's OK. He doesn't know what happened. I know he didn't do it intentionally." Cosmos drinks some water and tells W the story: "I argued with a man. I don't know if you remember the Canterlotian Gang War during 1998. I think you were a little child."
"Yeah," answers W. "I was 3 years old."
Cosmos smiles. He remembered something, but he keeps telling W the leg's story: "One of my daughters, Celestia, was taking care of me in my house. She doesn't know what was happening at that moment. I had Canterlot on my hands, and Gordo was taking it out of them. You know Gordo, don't you?" W nods his head while drinking water. "One of his henchmen broke into my house and tried to kill my daughter. Do you know what I did? I drew my gun and shot him. Three on the chest... but one of his bullets ended up in my ankle. It hurt, and I had to keep going with a cane. I knew since that moment... I was going to lose the war. If the boss is weaker than the midget... all of your workers won't trust you in the same way again. They will leave you, one by one. That's what they did to me. They left for Gordo. They killed my wife. My daughters don't know where am I, and here I am..."
"What?" says Wilbur. "Why did you disappear? Your daughters may be worried, I was worried, man..."
"You know that term, Schizoid... humillation? I was humiliated after the War. No one believed in me. I felt my daughters didn't deserve a father like me. Neither Celestia nor Luna. That's why I left Canterlot and never returned. My daughters know I am alive... I called them a year ago but I told them at that moment I wouldn't return to Canterlot. "
"Woah..." says W. "You should go back. Your daughters miss you.
"I know," says Cosmos. "But sadly Blueblood controls there, and he is with Gordo... I know it... And I am a persona non grata in the city."
"Yeah," says W. "Wait... did you say Celestia and Luna were your daughters?"
"Yeah... They control Canterlot High now. I used to do their job during the eighties and half of the nineties. Shit... I remember I knew one of your partners, Jack Tyler, during one of my Fall Formals... a pity he was captured."
"Yeah... you know what? There's a darker background behind that," says W.
"Really, why?"
"Blueblood wants to get some girls to rob Las Pegasus' fort."
Cosmos laughs. "It's impossible to rob that place."
"Blueblood thinks he can do it with the Elements of Harmony, you know that?"
"I've heard about them... are they real?"
"Yes. Guess who they are..."
Cosmos doesn't answer to W's question, raises his shoulders and drinks his glass of water.
"Six students from Canterlot High."
Cosmos stops drinking. He leaves the glass on the table and looks at W. "What are you talking about?"
"The Fall Formal is tomorrow night, do you know?"
"Yes, I know. I've read the Canterlot's Gazette yesterday..."
"We are against Blueblood's decision, especially because one of those girls is one of my partners' granddaughter. That's why they arrested them. They are keeping them away from the objective. That's why they are looking for me... I am also an enemy. Do you understand what I'm saying? Do you know why they arrested them a day before the Fall Formal?"
Cosmos can't stop looking at W now. He is scared... he is completely focused on his words. He knows what he is trying to say. "He is looking for their preys... at the Fall Formal," he whispers. W nods his head while finishing his glass of water. An uncomfortable silence invades the place for a whole minute until Cosmos talks again:
"If they enter Canterlot High... they will touch everyone. They will touch your partner's granddaughter, her friends, every student... Celestia and Luna."
"Yeah."
"I must do something..."
"No, Cosmos," says Wilbur. "You can't. You are too old for this now. You are a cripple."
"I don't care!" he shouts. "That motherfucker won't touch my granddaughters... I know he won't kill them, but he will hurt them!"
"He killed my parents, Mr. Cosmos," says W. Cosmos' eyes start shining. He asks Scotch for a whiskey shot instead of water.
"You know, W," says Cosmos. "I knew your father. A great man. A family guy. He loved you and your brother."
"My brother died this morning," says W. "His men killed him."
"I just can't believe..." says Cosmos. "I can't believe Blueblood did it. I knew everyone could kill Wade but... Blueblood?"
That phrase calls W's attention. He slowly approaches to Cosmos' face and whispers him: "What do you mean with... everyone?"
"Do you know why did they murder him and Wanda?" asks Cosmos. W thinks about it and realizes he doesn't know it. Why did they kill his parents? Why? He shakes his head. "Your father had Los Mantos, and everyone who worked for him wanted the city. That means the Bitch can be any man who worked with Wade, and your father knew almost everyone."
W sits again on his chair. "Did you know that?" he asks Wilbur.
"Yeah," he answers. "Your father had a very nice city in his hands."
Cosmos tries to get up but Wilbur helps him to do it. He grabs his cane and says: "I think it's time to go, gentlemen."
"Sure? Now?" asks W. Cosmos touches his shoulder.
"I know you will do it. You will get your men out of that freaking police station and save Canterlot High, the only thing need... is one thing: balls. If you have balls, your parents and your brother will be avenged."
Cosmos touches W's hair, greets Wilbur and Scotch and leaves. W doesn't move from his chair.
Next Morning.
W slept just two hours and that's it. He looks at the highway while listening to John Coltrane on the canteen's radio. The TV is off. Wilbur and Scotch are sleeping. The light blue Chevy is parked next to the canteen, outside the highway. He gets out a cigarette box from his pants and looks that there is one cigarette left. He grabs it and looks at it. Shall he smoke it now or later?
"Light it," says a voice from behind. It is from Wilbur's. "You won't have time to smoke later."
"Don't you want it?"
"No, thanks."
W lights the cigarette and starts smoking it. "We won't leave now. I think we'll go to Sombra at 6 PM."
"6 PM? Why?"
"If we do it earlier, they may capture us. We have to be quick."
It is 5:30 PM on the Middle of Nowhere. W decided to go to Sombra Jail earlier. He prepares himself and gets into the Chevy. Suddenly, he looks at Cosmos' car stopping again in the Mid.
Scotch helps Cosmos to get down and Wilbur approaches W.
"We are ready, grandpa," says W.
Wilbur nods his head while looking at Scotch and Cosmos approaching him.
"W..." says Cosmos. "Here you have. I looked for this the whole night."
Cosmos gives W an old pistol and brass knuckles. "Wow," says W. "This is... cool. These brass knuckles..."
"Made of bronze," says Cosmos. "I know you will use them soon..."
"They are fucking awesome, Cos!" says W. "Can I call you Cos?"
"Sure," says the old man.
Suddenly, Scotch greets W and gives him a bag of chips. W turns on the car but focuses on something: "Grandpa... stay."
"Wait... why?" asks Wilbur.
"Trust me," interrupts Cosmos. "He can do it alone."
W moves the car and goes away, although Wilbur doesn't want to but shuts his mouth.
W went to Sombra Jail. The Canterlot High War is about to begin.
While driving on the highway, W is looking for some music on the radio until he finds John Coltrane again. He stops the car on the right side and whispers: "Mom, Dad, William... here we go." He accelerates the car and stops twenty minutes later, in front of Sombra Jail, outside Canterlot.
He calmly stops the car in front of the steel gate but he finds out something: there are no guards. He gets down from the car and keeps Cosmos' pistol in his pocket. A minute later, he looks at two tall, slim prisoners running to him. He draws his gun and aims it at them. Both men stop in front of W with their hands up. They are Flim and Flam.
"Wait," says W. "I know you. You're Flim and Flam, the scammers. You were with Dream. Where's him?"
"Don't you know that?" says Flim. "There is a raid inside. Now."
"And why are you running away?"
"Gladmane..." says Flam. "Gladmane and his men are beating Dream Raider up. Thanks to Blueblood, Gladmane's the man. They want to kick our asses... that's why we are running away."
"Not anymore," says W. "Carry me to Gladmane."
"WHAT?" shouts Flim. "ARE YOU FREAKING CRAZY? THERE IS A WAR INSIDE AND YOU WANT TO SAY HI?"
"I'm not going to say hi, you moron," he answers. "We will beat him up. I need your man."
"Welp, you will beat him up, Bedmaker," answers Flam. "By the way, how could you survive all this time without being captured?"
W doesn't answer and enters the jail. The jail's entrance door connects to a small office and a stair. Once you go downstairs, there is a long room with twenty-four small cells and a door in the end. If you open that door you will find the lunchroom, surrounded by bigger cells who are secured by cops. There are more and more cells above the lunchroom, making it a seven-floor room, although the tables and chairs are only on the first one.
W realizes there is no one at the office. He hears people shouting and fighting in the lunchroom. There is a small cubicle that saves files, so W enters it to see if someone is there... a dead prisoner.
"Oh no!" says Flim. "That one is... Machito!"
"Machito's dead!" shouts Flam.
"Machito... he was one of Dream's assistants," says W. The Bedmaker grabs Machito's body and discovers his death cause: shot in the head and heart. He discovers a small gun, a Five-seveN, inside one of Machito's corpses.
"Man," says Flim, while looking at Machito. "He was a good man. He didn't deserve this... Besides, he was about to get out!"
W sighs and closes Machito's eyes, which were open when he found it"Does anyone know how to fire a Five-seveN?" he says while holding the gun.
"No," answered the brothers. W keeps the Five-seveN on one of his trenchcoat's pockets and goes downstairs. Flim and Flam slowly follow him.
W slowly opens the door and someone starts shooting. He draws the Five-seveN and shoots all its bullets from behind the door. Flim and Flam try to run away, but W shouts: "Don't panic you pussies!"
"Sorry!" says Flim and slowly opens the door. No one is shooting now, so W enters the room and finds out all the cells are open. Flim and Flam were right, there is a raid. The three men can't stop hearing shouts and gunshots that come from the lunchroom.
"Once I fucking kill you, Dream fucking Raider, the Canterlot Kingdom will rise and will have the name of Gladmane chiseled in history!"
"Shut the fuck up, Gladmane!"
W opens the lunchroom's door and draws Cosmos' pistol. He looks that the whole lunchroom is divided into two groups: Dream Raider and everyone. Dream Raider is lying on a table, being held by three men and a big old man is slowly touching Dream's head with a revolver. Everyone goes silent. Prisoners point at W with what they have: knives, small guns, blunt objects, etcetera.
"Ok," says W. "Who in the fuck is Gladmane?"
No one raises his hand. Suddenly, a prisoner says: "This is not related to you, Bedmaker. Get the fuck out of here..."
W doesn't know how to react to that. Then, he chuckles and shots him in one of his shoulders. He falls to the floor. "Shit!" he shouts. "I wanted to shoot him right in the chest."
"Don't shoot, don't shoot," says the old man who was pointing at Dream's head with his revolver. "What you want? Do you want to step here? Lots of my men are aiming his guns at you. If I say shoot, they will shoot. They will fucking kill you. You have two choices: leave or die. If you want, I won't even tell Blueblood you were here."
"I came here to talk to my friend, Dream Raider," says W, while slowly approaching Gladmane.
"Dream Raider is busy now," says Gladmane. "He is about to die."
W emits a gesture of disappointment. "Such a shame. We were about to talk about something that was very important."
"You can talk to him right now," says Gladmane while laughing.
"No, it must be in private. I don't like it when greedy old assholes listen to me while I'm talking."
Gladmane does something that calls everybody's attention. He slowly moves to the table where Dream Raider is and leaves the revolver there. W does the same and keeps the pistol in his pocket. Now, he looks at W and both of them smile and start laughing. The Bedmaker understood what he is trying to do.
"Are you sure you want to do that?" says W.
"Yeah. I learned boxing, taekwondo, and karate."
"Ok," says W, while taking off his trenchcoat and giving it to Flim. "I learned how to kick your ass, and that's enough."
Every prisoner looks at them both now. "First who bleeds?" asks Gladmane.
"First who falls to the floor while bleeding."
"Weapons?"
Everyone looks at W now. He is not sure. If he says yes, it will be very risky, but if he says no, it will be harder to make Gladmane bleed. Wait... does he have... the brass knuckles? "Sure yeah!" he answers.
"Ok... You, pass me the bat."
Shit. Gladmane with a baseball bat can be dangerous. W slowly grabs the bronze brass knuckles. Gladmane grabs the bat and runs to him, but the young kid dodges him and punches him right in the stomach with Cosmos' brass knuckles. Gladmane stands there, trying not to fall. He spits to the floor twice and takes a deep breath. Everybody in prison goes wild.
W shouts: "How could you convince all these men to fight against their leader?"
"He said he would give us money," answers one of the prisoners."
"Are you fucking kidding me? HAHAHA!" answers W. "Do you think that guy would give you money? Look at his face! Old, greedy, selfish... he looks like he broke in your grandmas' houses to get money!"
Gladmane stands up with his baseball bat. "Do you know how did I finish here, Bedmaker? I beat up a man with a baseball bat... to death."
"Congratulations!" answers W. "Did your wife give you a blowjob after that?" Every prisoner laughs, including Dream Raider. Gladmane runs again to W but he finishes him with a fist right on his face. The old man falls to the floor while his nose is bleeding. W won, but some prisoners grab him from the back and throw him to the floor.
"Hey, hey, hey!" shouts Dream Raider while having Gladmane's revolver on his hand. "Leave my friend alone!"
"Shut up!" says one of the prisoners. "Gladmane will give us money!"
"Are you sure?" says another prisoner. "He promised me he would give me 50 bucks a month ago and he never gave them to me!"
"Yeah, me too!" shouts another one.
"See? I don't know if this motherfucker will give us money!" shouts Dream Raider. "But I know one thing about him... he's a pretty good liar! He lied to the man he murdered! And guess what... he lied to Machito. I saw him when he killed Machito and then he beat me up. I don't forget! He killed Machito!"
Prisoners start whispering. Machito was a good man, he treated them all very well. What should they do? Stay with Gladmane or avenge Machito?
"If he killed Machito," says a prisoner. "He broke the code. Machito was about to get out. You can't hurt people who are about to leave."
A conversation between prisoners starts. Shall they trust in Gladmane or trust in Dream Raider? And should they avenge Machito because of his unfair death?
"You son of a bitch," says Gladmane. "I lied, yeah, but how can I lie to my partners?"
"You lied to me, Gladmane," says Dream Raider, while getting down of the table. "You promised me that you would be a loyal man. You broke the code."
"You are not my partner, you are a fucker."
"Well, let's talk about that time you lied to the Flam brothers, or Circus, or the guards. You lied to everyone here, man."
Gladmane slowly moves his hand and raises his middle finger while laughing. Dream Raider aims his gun and fires it two times. The bullets end up on Gladmane's chest. All the prisoners are now silent, and one of them dares to open his mouth:
"I hope the money doesn't appear," says one of the prisoners. "'Cause if Blueblood wins, we'll fucking riot."
"Don't worry," says Dream Raider. "Blueblood has already lost since this day began." Dream Raider throws the gun, next to Gladmane's agonizing body. "You two," says Dream Raider, pointing at Flim and Flam. "Stay here. I'll talk to my friend." W and Dream Raider shake hands while stepping on Gladmane's body. Both men sit on a table. W tries to say something, but his friend interrupts him. "I know why you came, Walt."
"Yes... I was looking for something else too."
Dream Raider chuckles a bit: "You want a sidekick in your fight, huh?"
"I only need you to save Ron, Jack, and Abe," says W. "But I may need the magic toolbox."
Dream Raider gets up and sighs. "I'm afraid to tell you I left the magic toolbox far, far away."
"Where?"
"La Lima."
W is now shocked. "La Lima? What the fuck were you doing there?"
"Business."
"We can't go to La Lima," says W. "We have to cross Canterlot and a part of Los Mantos. We are running out of time. What time is it?"
"Half-past six," says Flim.
"No, no, no," replies W while getting up. "We are running out of time. We have to go, Dream,"
"Now? I think the Fall Formal starts at 7..."
"No," says a prisoner. "I went to the '99 Fall Formal there. I think they always start at 6:30."
"Shit," says Dream. "We have to run!"
"What about the magic toolbox?" says W. "We don't have weapons."
Every prisoner starts laughing until a big, well-shaped, blue-skinned man appears with a briefcase. "The cops ran away when all of this happened," says the man. "They left their weapons here. Besides, I have a briefcase with a pretty neat revolver."
The man opens the briefcase and W looks at the revolver. It is a brown .357 Magnum. "Holy shit," says W. "You hid this gun all this time here?"
"Yeah, it was risky," says the man.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Iron Will?" says Dream Raider. "You should have told me that. We could have saved that gun in the magic toolbox."
"That you forgot on La Lima," says Iron Will. Both men laugh, and W thanks Iron Will and everyone for their help. Some prisoners give both Bedmaker and Dream Raider small weapons like knives or Gladmane's baseball bat, but they don't grab them and leave. W keeps Cosmos' pistol and Iron Will's Magnum on his pants' pockets. Dream Raider finds two pistols and keeps them. Suddenly, Flim and Flam appear, confused.
"Wait, Dream!" says Flim. "Who is the man now?"
"I am the man," says Dream Raider. "But please, Flim and Flam, take care of the jail while I'm not here."
"WHAT?" shouts Flam. "We cannot do that!"
"You scammed the whole Fillydelphia's Parlament with your law project. This is a lot easier, guys. Come on! Get to work!"
W turns on the Chevy and Dream Raider gets in the car and they leave the jail.
6:45 P.M. W and Dream Raider are driving to Canterlot. Dream is looking for the news on the radio until he finds a song that W and he used to listen when they were a child: a 2Pac song, Ambitionz az a Ridah, is on the radio.
"Holy shit!" says W. "I haven't listened to that song since 2006."
"Man... he was a god."
Both men start laughing while listening to the song during the recent night until Dream Raider changes it to the news program.
"Well, Donny... I'm afraid I've got terrible news. This is happening in Canterlot right now..."
Both W and Dream Raider look at each other.
"The poor students of Canterlot High were about to start his typical party, the Fall Formal when Mr. Mortimer Blueblood announced the infamous Bedmaker was inside the school, hiding from the authorities.
There are now lots of police cars, cops and even Mr. Blueblood is on the school's entrance. He is about to enter with a megaphone, surrounded by cops."
Suddenly, Dream Raider looks at a sign from outside the car: "WELCOME TO CANTERLOT."
"Where is the Police Department?" asks Dream Raider.
"I know where it is," says W., "A magical dog told me."
The prisoners find out no one is there. All the policemen are now on Canterlot High, waiting for W to come out.
"It's all a lie," says Abe. "W can't be on Canterlot High. Besides, Blueblood announced that from out of nowhere."
"He isn't in Canterlot High," says Ron. "I told him to come here before."
"Is there anyone outside?" says Jack. "We can go out, maybe."
"My god, my god..." says Abe, trying not to listen to anyone. "Rarity, Sweetie Belle..."
"Yeah, your granddaughters are inside."
Hopkins appears and stands in front of Abe. "Blueblood is now looking for your sweetheart..."
"You son of a bitch," says Abe. Meanwhile, Ron feels his right foot is vibrating. He has just received a text message and moves slowly to get the cellphone out.
New Text Message:
GORDO: I know you won't answer me but... fuck Blueblood, man. He's a fucking tick. A leech. Is slowly drinking my blood and my energy. I regret my decision. I should have been with you, man.
Ron chuckles and puts the phone on his right sock again. "What you laughing at, Ronnie?" says Hopkins. "I wouldn't like to be in your position."
"I'm laughing at your fucking face," says Ron, while getting up and looking at Hopkins right in his face. Hopkins smiles at him while lighting a cigarette.
"Do you know why I betrayed you?"
"You betrayed us for money!" shouts Abe, while trying to grab Hopkins' shirt. The betrayer smokes the cigarette and throws the smoke in Abe's face, making him very mad.
"I betrayed you because Gordo thought you were not a reliable guy anymore, Ronnie. He told me... If you give me 12 million, I'll let you live on my back and you will eat from all the banks of Canterlot. He was right. I stole your twelve, and I lived the best moments of my life. Ask Gimenez."
"Gimenez?" asks Ron.
"Don't you know that?" says Hopkins, surprised. He chuckles.
"What the fuck did you do?" says Ron, while getting near the bars. Hopkins can't stop laughing, and Ron kicks the bars and tries to strangle him. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO WITH GIMENEZ?"
Hopkins smokes the cigarette again and throws it inside the cell. He takes a breath and exhales, throwing the smoke at Ron's face. Ron tries to strangle him again. "You see, Ron," says Hopkins. "Things were turning pretty bad with Gimenez, so... we sent to the other side."
"What did you do?" says Ron.
"Oh, sorry... you are confused. I didn't send him to that world filled with stallions and that shit. I'll tell you..." Hopkins grabs a chair from outside and sits down. Ron tries to break the cell door but he can't. Jack and Abe are looking at Hopkins while trying to get their head out of the cell. Everyone else is just sitting in the shadows. "Well," he says. "One night, our hero Hopkins saved the world from the ungrateful man called Gimenez. I waited for him on La Lima, broke in his house and shot him several times with a classic Glock. He died instantly. I think he is still there..."
"You killed Gimenez?" shouts Tom.
"SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!" shouts Ron. Abe and Jack try to break the cell bars but can't. Hopkins starts laughing and draws a revolver.
"The first one to reach the wall behind you has 10 dollars," says Hopkins. "The last one dies."
"I won't move from this fucking position!" shouts Ron. "I'll destroy this bars and step on your face several times until your nose is finally broken."
Hopkins starts laughing. "Man, you are inside a fucking jail cell. These bars are stronger than anything... you really make me laugh."
"Shut up, Hopkins." says a voice that comes from the right. Both Hopkins and Ron look at W and Dream Raider, who are aiming their pistols and Hopkins. The betrayer sarcastically opens his mouth, showing surprise.
"Oh no!" says Hopkins, in a sarcastic way. "What I'm going to do?" Suddenly, he starts laughing and fires his gun twice... only to know the gun didn't have ammo. His face completely changes.
"Now who's laughing?" says Ron, while chuckling. After saying that, everyone starts laughing. Jack. Abe. W. Dream Raider. Tom. Percival and Femur. Everyone now is smiling and laughing, except for Hopkins.
"Give me the key," says W while standing in front of Hopkins, touching the betrayer's chest with the gun.
"You will have to kill me first."
"Ok," says W.
"NO!" shouts Ron. "Don't kill him. he has to suffer."
Hopkins doesn't move and W takes advantage of that. He strangles him and throws him to the floor. Dream Raider traps him on the floor while pointing at his head and W grabs the keys from one of his pockets. He opens the jail cell and everybody comes out. Ron stands in front of the betrayer.
"Man," says Hopkins. "Come on, Ronnie... I was kidding. This was a joke. I didn't rob those twelve..."
"Shut the fuck up," says Jack.
"Yeah," says Ron. "Get him up." Both Dream Raider and Abe grab him from the neck and he stands up. "Put him on the wall," he says, and W smashes his head against the wall. Ron grabs the betrayer by his shoulder. "Well, Hop, or shall I say... fucking betrayer... you are not going to die here, because you are still useful... you are going to take us to Canterlot High and you will let us enter there. If they don't let us, we will fucking beat you up on the street, no matter what. Got it?"
"I don't know if they will let you..."
"I don't give a fuck," says Ron. "You will find a way to do it. Now, let's get out of here. You will be the first to come out and we will follow you."
"Hey," says Percival. "Is still the gun cabinet here?"
Now, everybody looks at Hopkins. "Hey, sunshine... do you know where it is?" asks Jack to Hopkins. He denies it and Abe draws a gun.
"Are you sure?" he asks.
"Yeah! I'm sure!"
"ARE YOU SURE?" he shouts while pointing at his head. "I gotta admit your cops suck at finding weapons! They may suck at hiding gun cabinets too!"
"It is there," says Femur, pointing at a small briefcase which is in the middle of the hall. Percival opens it and finds only two pistols.
"It seems they grabbed the whole cabinet when they were looking for you, W," says Percival. "If you want to save those girls, we gotta run. There is no much time."
"Well," says Ron. "That's when Hopkins enters."
Street.
Hopkins is walking while having handcuffs. Ron is behind him, kicking his ass every time he stops. Dream Raider went away using the light-blue Chevy. The other men are just walking behind Ron. The cabinet's pistols were grabbed by Jack and Abe. When Ron kicks Hopkins for the sixteenth time, a pair of sunglasses come out of one of his pockets. Ron grabs it and puts them in. "Nice sunglasses, Hoppy," says Ron while chuckling. "I needed them. The other ones broke when you arrested me."
While they are getting near Canterlot High, a small, purple dog appears running to them. Once he looks at Hopkins, he stops.
"Spike?" says W.
"W! JACK! RARITY'S GRANDPA!" he shouts, while trying to jump to W's shoulder. "I NEED YOUR HELP! TWILIGHT NEEDS YOUR HELP!"
"We have to run, bitches!" shouts Ron and everybody start running, including Hopkins. Spike climbs to W's shoulder and realizes the three men are surrounded by people he doesn't know.
"Who are they?" he asks.
"Long story," answers W.
Final Chapter: 2/3
To be continued in Part 3... THE WAR!