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// Spike became a mole for Rarity in the BlueBot operation? 
// Story: What If... 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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"Alright, Spike. Been busy all day with the devteam. How's today's production run?"

"Two-hundred thousand units are ready, with a million more on the way," Spike didn't bother looking up from his comic. "As requested, each BlueBot has been fitted with the most organic-looking artificial skin and hair that we can produce."

Twilight nodded with an air of nobility. "Excellent. And I expect that you've integrated the personality cores that I've developed?"

"Mm-hm."

"Very well then," Twilight turned to leave with a flick of her tail. "Have a good evening, Spike."

"You too, Twi."

He waited for the door to shut before extracting the recording device from the seam between pages on his comic. He crept low along the floor to the closest vent, giving one last cursory glance at the still-closed door before peeling open the loose grate.





Spike slid the recording device across the table to Rarity. "Tonight's check-in, alongside data that I collected while surveying the production run earlier in the day. I hope this helps."

Rarity took the device and tucked it into her mane. She'd have to thank Pinkie for teaching her that when she had the chance. "Thank you, darling. We'll take it from here. Stay safe."

"I will."