“IDIOT! Idiot idiotidiotidiotIDIOT!”
Trixie removed her fingers from within her ears after it seemed that Fuchsia Blush had stopped yelling. “By any chance, are you mad?”
“You’re damn right I am! Why didn’t you tell us from the start what was happening?!”
“Maybe because I didn’t want you to know that you were being held hostage?! Maybe because I could handle it on my own?!”
“Yeah, fine job you did of that! If we hadn’t come to save you you’d be in custody right now!”
“Which reminds me, why did you come to help Trixie?” Trixie turned to Lavender Lace, who had remained silent the entire time since Aria left. “I thought we had broken up.”
“Because you’re our friend, and we were worried about you,” Lavender said with a stern, yet saddened glare. “We heard that you were going after the Alicorn Amulet and that the FBI had stepped up security as a result, and we were afraid you were getting in over your head.”
“… You could have been caught, too.”
Fuchsia Blush nodded and said, “At least then we’d be caught together. We’re a team, and nobody gets left behind. Got it?”
Trixie gasped. She quickly turned as she felt herself being moved to tears. “T-That’s just dumb… but thanks, I guess…”
“You’re not off the hook yet,” Fuchsia said. “You’re gonna be buying our lunches for a whole year!”
“What?!” Trixie demanded, spinning back around to face her two friends.
“And you can do our homework for the rest of this semester, as well,” Lavender Lace added.
“This is absurd! You cannot treat the Great and Powerful Trixie this way!”
“We just did, and you should be thankful we’re letting you off so easily!” Fuchsia Blush returned. “Now, about our little problem… what are we going to do?”
“… There’s nothing we can do,” Trixie said, clenching and shaking her fists to her sides. “Aria’s right. Going to the police would be turning ourselves in. We have no choice but to play along and steal valuable jewels for them.”
“There must be someone we can go to,” Fuchsia said.
“… Well, you’re wrong about us not being able to do anything,” Lavender said, catching her friends’ attentions. “We can show them that they haven’t broken our spirits, by putting on the grandest show we’ve ever performed!”
“The Griffon’s Goblet?” Sombra asked. “Why would she move from something as grand as the Alicorn Amulet, to something as worthless as the Griffon’s Goblet?”
“Maybe she’s starting to get tired,” Gilda suggested. “She needs to take a breather, so she’s going after a low-value target that’s not heavily defended. The Bureau won’t waste too much of its resources on this.”
“This is our best chance to capture her then,” Sombra said, chuckling under his breath. “Plant a transmitter on the goblet and let her have it.”
“Do you really thing the police haven’t tried that yet? Besides, where will we hide it? I think she’d notice if there was something attached the item she was stealing.”
“Chrysalis, when you have a gas leak, how do you find the source of the leak?” Sombra asked.
Chrysalis raised an eyebrow and then thought for a couple of seconds. “I guess I would follow the scent to where it was strongest.”
“You’re suggesting we put a scent on the goblet and have dogs track it down?” Shining Armor asked.
“No. That’s also something that she would notice,” Sombra replied. “But magic? That’s not something that people can pick up without instruments.”
“… Someone gonna fill me in here?” Gilda asked. “He’s crazy, right?”
“But it’s not like you can just buy magic at your local convenience store,” Chrysalis pointed out.
“But I’m certain that the Bureau has some items that give off magical energy,” Sombra returned.
“They wouldn’t just give them to us,” Shining Armor said, before putting his hand to his chin. “Actually, we could probably tell them that it’s an experiment into the applications of magic.”
“They’d give us something small, but it’s all we would need,” Chrysalis said, with Sombra nodding in agreement.
“We simply shower the goblet in a high concentration of magic, and then watch where it goes. Our thief will lead us right to her hideout.” Sombra chuckled and walked forwards, prompting his escorts to reach for their guns. “As a bonus, our Magical Research Department will receive a huge boost in funding if we are successful.”
“Hey, guys?” All eyes turned to Gilda, whose veins were beginning to pop out of her head. “MIND FILLING ME IN HERE?!”