Now finally making their way out of Maretime Bay, they were beginning to quickly run out of breath, but they had to get out of there, otherwise, they would've been thrown in jail. Seeing that they were officially in the clear, Sunny decided to get the answer to the question that she never received.
"You don't have any magic?" She panted.
"Nope." Came Izzy's reply.
Sunny and Lukas both suddenly screeched to a halt.
"No magic?" Sunny asked herself in disbelief.
"Wait, Izzy, you have no magic?" Lukas quizzed as Izzy nodded in response. "But... you're a unicorn... you're supposed to have magic." Lukas stuttered, now at a loss for words."
"Oh, but if it makes you guys feel any better, we did have it, but that was many, many, many months ago." Izzy explained. "It just - poof - disappeared. Everypony thinks the pesky Pegasi had something to do with it and..." Before Izzy could continue her explanation, she noticed that Sunny was now in a state of shock and confusion.
"O-Oh. Hey, you look like kinda woozy. Are you okay?" Izzy asked with conern.
"Huh, I am on the run with a unicorn who has no magic." Sunny said, now realising her predicament. "What are we gonna do?"
Lukas was about to say something, but Izzy suddenly went up towards Sunny and began to sniff her, much to her confusion.
"What are you doing?" She wondered, slowly turning her head around to face Izzy.
"You don't smell." Izzy remarked.
"Thanks. Wait what?" Sunny said, but quickly caught on to what Izzy had just said.
"Um.. come again?" Lukas asked, also a bit confused.
"I was told all you Earth ponies smell like rotten sardines, but you do not. Hmm." Izzy shrugged, before getting distracted by a butterfly, but Sunny was still a bit confused and decided to get some more information.
"What else do unicorns say about Earth ponies?" Sunny asked, now curious to learn more.
"Oh, just that you're lazy and not the brightest crystals in the forest." Izzy replied, still focused on the butterfly.
"Charmimg." Sunny groaned sarcastically.
"Nope, just those three." Izzy said in a chipper voice. "So, what's the plan?"
"Oh, I've got an idea." Lukas proclaimed. "What if we just ask everyone really nicely.."
"Uh.. no offense, Lukas. But I don't think it's that easy." Sunny interjected.
"Fine." Lukas moaned. "So, do you have a plan?"
Sunny puzzled over this for a moment before answering. "Wait. I've got it! Izzy, Lukas, we're going on a quest... to Zephyr Heights."
Right as she said that, Sunny pulled out an old fashioned book from her saddlebag and presented it in front of Izzy and Lukas, it was some sort of map, but then Sunny pointed a hoof towards a location on the map called Zephyr Heights.
"The Pegasus city?" Izzy perplexed.
"Yes. We need to find out what happened to your magic and bring it back." Sunny declared. "They have magic. Maybe they can help."
"Huh, that's actually not a bad idea." Lukas thought, but Izzy didn't look too sure of the idea herself and said so.
"Uh, but the Pegasi are bad news." She said cautiously.
"What if you're wrong about them? Earth ponies were wrong about unicorns. They could welcome us with open wings." Sunny hypothesized.
"But what if they don't?" Izzy said worriedly.
Izzy then ran over to a nearby cliff side and her, Sunny and Lukas began to sing another song about how they will all look out for each other, no matter what happens. Meanwhile, back in Maretime Bay, Hitch and Sprout we’re now at the police station, thinking of a plan to stop Sunny from making a fool out of herself again.
“I told her. I told her. No more favors. No more bailing her out. She gave me no choice. No choice!” Hitch said, pacing around the room as Sprout sat at the desk helping himself to a slice of pizza. “All right. We need to arrest her and bring her back to face the full force of the law.“
“Question.” Sprout interjected, pulling the pizza slice away from his lips. “When you say "we", you mean...?“
“You and I.” Hitch said sternly.
When Sprout heard this, the pizza he was about to eat dropped out of his grip and splattered on the desk and his eyes widened, it would seem like he really didn’t want to be involved in this mission .
“Uh, I... I'd love to, but, um, I just gotta... clean up my workspace, get my papers in order, and, um...“
While Sprout went on about his little white lie, he started to make a mess of the desk, slamming supplies to the ground, scattering papers everywhere in a rushed manner, but Hitch just shook his head.
“You know what? I think you're right. This one's a job for Hitch and Hitch only.” He said as he whipped his head, flicking his mane and striking a cocky smile. With his plan working, Sprout let out a big sigh of relief.
“All right. Sprout, you stay here while I'm out dancing with danger.” Hitch instructed as he kicked open the door, slowly making his way out. “Keep everypony calm, maintain the peace, be a pillar of strength. Who am I kidding?” He sighed, but before he went on his way, he looked at Sprout and said one more thing.. “Just try not to start a war while I'm gone, okay?”
And with that, Hitch was now out the door, leaving a very disgruntled Sprout behind. “Everypony loooooves Hitch. What does he have anyway?” He asked angrily as he walked over to a calendar of Hitch, ripping off every picture as he continued on his rant.
“Sure, he's got a perfect mane, shredded abs, paid-off mortgage... So what?! I've got stuff! I can do, um... things! Like that!“ Sprout, in a fit of rage, took off the calendar from the wall and throwing it on the ground. “And that.” He exclaimed again as he kicked the drawer of a nearby file cabinet, closing the bottom one, but leaving the top one open. Frustrated, Sprout growled to himself, but before he could continue messing up the office any more, Phyllis Cloverleaf came rushing in with a worried look on her face.
“Where's Hitch?!” She asked frantically. “Ponies all over town, they're terrified! They want answers!“
“He went after Sunny.” Sprout replied with envy. “Another solo Hitch mission.“
“Sugar cube.” Phyllis cooed, as she put a hoof to Sprout’s chin. “Why the Sprout pout? That's great news.”
“It is?” Sprout asked, all matter of jealousy gone in his voice.
“Yes! It means that you are the sheriff!” Phyllis explained as she put a sheriff’s badge on Sprout’s belt buckle. “At least for now.“
“I am!” Sprout said, now satisfied with the change and forgetting all about Hitch. “Hey there. The name's Sprout. Sheriff Sprout. What's the problem, filly? Don't worry. Sheriff Sprout is here. Pick up that litter! Sheriff Sprout's orders!”
Sprout grinned at his mother and she returned the smile, but little did they know, this change was about to cause a great deal of trouble...