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// Heist 
// Story: Singular Entities 
// by Cynical 
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The midnight burglar crept through the house, leaving no hoofprints in her wake. She’d slipped the window and made her way across the front room, climbed the stairs and navigated the landing, now all that was left was the dragons’ lair itself, literally.

Twilight Sparkle’s bedroom.

The burglar twisted the handle and opened the door, the well-oiled hinges staying silent as the thief slipped through, closing the door to behind her. The burglar allowed herself a sigh of relief before looking around the room for her prize.

Was it a collection of quills, all lined up against one another in size order? Nope.
Was it the dragon, curled up with a fat ruby in his claw? Fat chance.
Or was it what the purple unicorn herself was clutching to her chest in her sleep? Bingo.

Now all she had to do… was get it.

Nothing that hard, right?

The thief looked around the room for something, running her eyes over every little detail in the room, looking for something to help her.

Aha, that would do it.

The thief crept up alongside the bed, being careful of the squeaky floor and the sleeping unicorn within, and proceeded to pick up the object on the bedside table, grunting slightly at the weight. Another moment later, the thief had balanced the object on one hoof, already planning out the next stage in the theft.

She made her way around the bed, coming to the side which Twilight faced with the treasure within her hooves. The thief sighed again.

Surely this part would be as simple as they made it out in the adventure books dotted around this very library? Just a simple switcharoo?

Or something…

Well, thinking about it wasn’t going to get the thief anywhere, so after another calculating stare, the thief got to work, slowly sliding the tome within her hooves, into the unsuspecting embrace of the unicorn below.

And the book that the unicorn had held, closer and closer to the thief’s own reach.

Closer…
Closer…
Nearly there…

And yes! The thief’s face broke into a smile at her achievement, clutching her treasure to her chest tightly before stowing the treasure on her back and making her way out the silent room again.

Unbeknownst to the thief, the unicorn in the room smiled to herself.

“Completely predictable Dash.”