“One circus tent!” Sweetie Belle dropped the tent on the floor of Carousel Boutique.
“Hi Rarity! Bye Rarity!” Scootaloo and Apple Bloom called as they ran through the shop, not stopping. They ran out the backdoor, and Sweetie Belle followed after them. “And sis, if anypony asks, we were never here. Also, you might want to hide the tent. Okay, love you, bye-bye now!” She slammed the door closed behind her.
Rarity looked up from the sewing machine and out the window. Royal Guards were combing the town, obviously looking for Sweetie Belle and her friends. She groaned and levitated the circus tent into the boutique’s basement. She locked up the shop and headed for the newsstand. What in Equestria did they do this time?
One look at the paper’s top headline and her blood ran cold.
Every window in a three-block radius shattered.
Sweetie Belle heard her sister’s scream and started galloping faster, catching and passing her fellow Crusaders. “The Royal Guards catching us would be bad. Rarity catching us would be worse.”
Apple Bloom nodded and picked up the pace. “Or Applejack.” She would’ve shuddered at the thought, but that would’ve required stopping, which they all agreed was a very bad idea.
“Eh, Dash probably won’t care all that much.”
The sky absolutely thundered with Rainbow Dash’s voice.
“On second thought, don’t stop until we reach Protocera.”
The others nodded. They could make a new life for themselves in the land of the griffins. The key would be ensuring that they didn’t look too tasty.