"You're job is to get in there and uncover the truth about that show." the owner of the Equestria Times demanded, "I don't care how you do it, I just want you in there! This latest episode was the last straw."
The large stallion, a grey pegasus with a mane to match his attitude, paused the moving screen that had been playing a newer episode and snorted.
"This franchise is making me sick," he turned to the younger stallion, placing his front hooves on the desk in front of him, "Scoop, you've been with us for a few months now, and yet you've prooved yourself to be an amazing reporter. You've gone up 'through the ranks' faster than even I did when I first started. That is why I want you to do this. I know your capabilities. Do anything to get in, even if you have to sleep with one of the actresses. Just. Get. In. There."
"You got it boss," Deep Scoop replied, patting his lucky camera he had received from his father for his tenth birthday. Sure it didn't work anymore, and he's gotten a new one to replace it, but yet he still carries it around with him, "I'm on it."
The last thing his boss had said before he had left stuck in his mind: "Even if you have to sleep with one of the actresses." For a reporter, that is a last ditch effort, and it usually works. Luckily, he hadn't needed to use such a diabolicle tactic so far in his career. So far.
Deep Scoop had grown up in a small, unknown town off to the western border of Equestria. If you had asked his parents, they would tell you he was born with a camera in his hoof. As he grew, his interest in telling things for how it was grew. He went through his lying phase quickly (or as he calls it now, his Yellow Journalism phase) and went right back to the truth. Growing up, he didn't have many friends. Or family at that matter. He was an only colt. But to him, that didn't matter. He would just go around, taking pictures of ponies doing everyday things, and posting them in the school newspaper. One day, he saw a filly he had his eye on since primary school, and took a picture. He later put this picture in the newspaper, asking her to go to a dance with him. She declined. Since then, he's never been good with mares.
After high school, Scoop moved away, going as far as Fillydelphia to go to college. He spent all his time studying, and none going to parties and meeting mares. Once, a mare with a turqoise mane and a cream colored coat asked him to the movies, he declined. He later found out, a few months later, that her name was Coco Pommel, when she was a special guest on the show. He immediatly regretted it.
Now, four months later, he was heading toward the same studios where the show was made. What will he find? What will he discover?