Walker and Stormy Seas sat at their desks, contempt with their work for a while. Their desks were clean and Stormy Seas managed to fix the picture that Sweetie Belle accidentally broke, He looked at the picture, in the picture was a young girl and her son, Stormy Sea's son, He knew she hated him for what he did to her, she was only fifteen and he might have been twenty-five but, he still wanted to meet his son someday. He was brought from his thought by a loud bang on the door. He looked at Walker who gave him a concerned look on his face had the police came for them?
Walker got up and opened the door. To the surprise of both stallions, the boss was standing at the door with his henchman Quincy. He pushed his way into the office. "You two stay there," He commanded. Walker and Quincy didn't dare move. "You. me. hallway. now," He said. Stormy Seas nodded and followed him into the hall. The stood outside the door to Sweetie Belle's dungeon room. "Tell me Seas, are you an idiot?" The boss said. Stormy Seas looked at the boss with a blank stare.
"No, I don't consider myself an idiot," Stormy Seas said. He wasn't sure what this was about or why the boss was so mad but, one thing was for sure he didn't like it.
"Well, then why do you act like one?" He said angrily. He was so mad Stormy Seas could practically see the smoke coming out of his ears. Stormy Seas took a second to ponder his answer.
"Do I?" Stormy Seas asked. Bad idea the boss seemed to be offended by the question.
"Yes! Tell me why you had your men capture the sister of an element of harmony!" He yelled. Stormy Seas' expression immediately changed, he knew that Rarity had a fashion empire but, he didn't know that she was an element of harmony.
"I-I'm sorry sir I had no idea," Stormy Seas stammered. The boss gave him a look.
"Do you not know who the elements of harmony are!" The boss yelled. Stormy Seas took a step back in fear.
"N-No, I don't pay attention to that stuff!" Stormy Seas said. Again, a bad idea.
"They have backing from the damn princesses! How the hell could you not know!" He yelled. Stormy Seas took another step back still fearing that he might get punched in the face.
"They don't bother me!" Stormy Seas fired back.
"They will now! You better think of a way to get out of this or you're dead!" The boss yelled. Stormy Seas looked at the ground and racked his brain for some way to get the elements of harmony off their back. And then it hit him.
"She did say that her sister was abusing her and that is why she ran away," Stormy Seas said thoughtfully. "What if we tried to cause trouble within them?" He said. The boss's expression changed.
"You aren't quite as dumb as I thought Seas," The boss said with a smile on his face. Stormy Seas breathed a sigh of relief, Even though it seemed to be sorted out he couldn't help but think that this whole situation wasn't worth it, she was causing more trouble than they had initially expected, He was done with giving her meaningless tasks to complete for him, it was time to do the deed and get rid of her.
Stormy Seas was broken from his thoughts by the boss saying "Get over here Quincy," Quincy rushed into the hallway before standing tall in front of the boss. "Can I trust you with a very important mission?" He asked.
"You sure can boss," Quincy said proudly. The boss nodded and looked at Stormy Seas, motioning for him to relay the plan to Quincy.
"Sweetie Belle... I mean Sliver Heart, Told us that her sister Rarity was abusing her. The Ponyville police department has opened an anonymous tipline, I want you to tip them off to this but before you tell the police I want you to tell a newspaper company and try to get them to print an article about it as soon as possible, Then the six of them will most likely have some sort of meeting to talk the whole situation over, I need you to deliver a piece of paper to them, blaming one of the six other than Rarity for the article," Stormy Seas said. Quincy nodded his head. "Any questions?".
"How do you want me to deliver the paper to them?" Quincy asked. Stormy Seas looked at the ground for a moment.
"Slide it under the door, put it through the mail slot, hell knock on the door and leave it on the porch if you have to," Stormy Seas said. "Got it?" He asked.
"Yep!" Quincy said enthusiastically. Stormy Seas nodded, proud of the plan he had created. The boss started to walk away but, he turned around and made eye contact with Stormy Seas.
"I know what you want to do to that girl, I have no problem with it But, no harm comes to her until we have this thing sorted out, so wait until then," The boss said sternly. Stormy Seas gave him a pleading look. "If we get caught I want a little bit of pitty," The boss said. Stormy Seas sighed and nodded.
"Alright fine, I won't hurt her," Stormy Seas said. The boss raised his eyebrow. "Or you know... do her," Stormy Seas said. The boss chuckled.
"Good, make sure Walker gets the message, he seems like a loose cannon," Stormy Seas nodded. The boss nodded back before he turned and left their office. Stormy Seas walked over to the office space and took a seat at his desk.
"Hear that walker? Don't hurt or get at her until this is all sorted out," Stormy Seas commanded. Walker rolled his eyes. "I mean it, Direct orders from the boss," He said. Walker sighed and nodded his head. "Good, now let's figure out what we can do with her," Walker nodded his agreement and took a seat at his desk.
The boss let out an exasperated sigh as he left the office of Stormy Seas. He was always difficult but, he was a good man in all the wrong ways. He was about one-hundred percent sure that Walker would not follow his rule but, he had to trust that Stormy Seas would enforce it.
"Are you ready to complete your mission?" He said as he looked at Quincy.
"Yes sir," Quincy said with a salute. The boss nodded and rolled his eyes as they headed in the direction of the train station. He was honestly a little bit scared that this plan might not work or Quincy might mess it up, of course, Quincy was relatively smart but, this was honestly a pretty hard plan to complete.
They approached the westside Las Pegasus train station, the boss made sure that he had his id on him in case they had a new guy working the ticket booth. They got free tickets from this train station, and typically they got a free ticket for the way back. It was a pretty good setup, it minimized the cost of performing these important missions.
The worker smiled as they approached the ticket booth. "How may I help you today?" He asked.
The boss leaned in and whispered. "Rocky Shores," The attendant looked down and nodded.
"How many?" he asked.
"Just one," The boss said, The worked nodded and handed him one round trip ticket to Ponyville. The attendant nodded and handed him the ticket. The boss handed Quincy the ticket. "Good Luck Quincy," He said. Quincy nodded.
"Thank you for entrusting me with such a mission, I promise I will not fail you," Quincy said with one last salute. The boss nodded before walking away.
Quincy stepped off the train. He looked took a deep breath before continuing to the map that was above the exit of the train station. After he mapped out his route, he headed towards the police station.
After a short walk to the police station, he noticed a small booth outside that said 'Sweetie Belle tipline' He smiled and walked towards it. He grabbed a piece of paper and started writing. 'I observed some weird behavior from Sweetie Belle in the weeks leading up to this situation and I believe that her sister might have had something to do with her disappearance maybe abuse or something.' Happy with his work, he slid the paper into the box. He quickly looked around to make sure no one was looking before he grabbed another piece of paper and wrote. 'I believe that I saw her on my trip to Manehattan,'. Once again happy with his work, he walked in the direction of the Ponyville print house.
Once he arrived outside the print house, he knocked on the door. He was greeted by a wealthy-looking earth pony.
"How may I help you sir?" The stallion greeted.
"I have a story for you," Quincy said. The stallion nodded,
"Right this way," Quincy followed as the stallion led him into the surprisingly big building. After walking down some winding hallways, the stallion walked into an office Quincy followed him in. Quincy took a seat as the Stallion approached what Quincy assumed was his desk. "Now tell me, do you have proof of this story?" The stallion asked. Quincy chuckled.
"Since when have you needed proof for your stories?" Quincy asked. The stallion chuckled.
"You would make a great writer," He said with a smile.
"I'm sure I wouldn't," Quincy said, returning the smile. The Stallion nodded and gave him a rather serious look.
"What is this big story you speak of?" He asked.
"You know the story of Sweetie Belle?" Quincy asked.
"Yes, very tragic," He said. "Continue,"
"Well, her parents died about a month and a half ago, and her sister took care of her. Her sister definitely had something to do with it, I am thinking it was abuse," Quincy said. The stallion gasped.
"Rarity? The renowned fashion designer?" He practically shouted.
Quincy nodded. "Why else would she run away?" He asked.
"I never thought about that. This will bring much attention to us! You must be paid for this!" He exclaimed.
"No need, Just don't tell anyone it was me who told you," Quincy said. The stallion seemed confused.
"Alright," He said. "Thank you for the story, this will be printed in tonight's paper," He said. Quincy smiled his work was almost done. He shook the stallion's hand before leaving the office and wandering out of the building.
Standing on the doorstep, He looked at Ponyville, His work was almost done but, he had to find out how to kill five hours. He sighed and walked into town.