It was a bright, sunny morning when I decided to come out for a walk in Ponyville. I got ready to open up my flower shop. I opened the door with the key in my mouth, and stepped inside.
"Hey, Roseluck!" My friend, Bonbon called out, approaching me. "You setting up your shop?"
"Yes, and aren't you suppose to set up your candy shop?" I asked.
"Not today. I ran out of stock, yesterday was pretty hectic. It'll take a while before I can fully restock everything," Bonbon replies.
"Okay. Could you help me out today? My employees canceled."
"All of them?"
"I only have two. I don't have much money to afford any others."
Bonbon helped me restock a few supplies. From the corner of my eye, I saw Bonbon dropping something. It looked foreign to, I've never saw it before. It was a tiny, black sphere-looking thing. It looked like it was made to appear so small that it could've fit in somepony's ear. Bonbon cursed under her breath, and quickly shoved it into her mane. She glanced back at me.
"What was that?" I asked her.
"Oh, it's just nothing," Bonbon replies. I was about to ask her more questions, but she acted as if she was too busy to talk. It never occurred that I would ever find anything suspicious about Bonbon.
"I... Have to go, now," Bonbon said. But before I could ask why, she already disappeared.
At the end of work, I saved the bits I earned in my savings. Though the incident with Bonbon was still nagging in my mind, I said to myself, "I'm sure Bonbon wouldn't hide anything from me, she's my friend. I should go to her house to see if she's okay."
I trotted to Bonbon's cozy cottage. Bonbon had been living with her roommate, Lyra. But Lyra got called on a family issue, and had to go to Manehattan for a while. I knocked on Bonbon's door. "Bonbon, are you in there?" I called out. No reply. I tapped the door with my hoof. The door was unlocked. I hesitated, deciding whether or not it would be a good idea to barge into Bonbon's home. "Bonbon's one of my closest friends, she wouldn't mind," I reasoned with myself. I took a deep breath, and entered into the house.
Before I could say a word, I heard voices.
"Did you leave out any hints?" A regal voice asked.
"No, at least I think. I snatched it out of her sight before she could have a clear view of it," another voice said. I recognized it was Bonbon's voice. She was holding that thing I saw her drop in my flower shop to her ear. I knew it was bad eavesdropping, but I felt like I needed to know.
The voice sighed. "Sweetie Drops, you're going to have us found."
"No, that won't happen. I promise this time I'll keep hidden for good. There won't be anypony who can even suspect that I'm a spy," Bonbon said. I gasp. It was a quiet gasp, but it was loud enough for Bonbon to hear. She turned my way. "We've been spotted!" Bonbon said. Before I could move, I felt something heavy hit me, and I passed out.
...
"What should we do with her?"
"Now that she knows our secret, the organization is at risk!"
"Wait, can't we perform a memory spell?"
"No, it could damage her brain. Studies recently showed that some ponies don't have the resistance to tolerate the memory spell."
"Then I guess we have no choice but to kill her."
I wake up, my eyes wide open. I try to say a word, but that comes out is, "Mmmmfghgmf!" I find that I am tied up in chains, and somepony covered my mouth by tying a cloth to it. I look around. I'm locked in a Canterlot dungeon, and three royal guards were talking about me. Soon, a white alicorn with a flowing, colorful mane arrived. Anypony who saw her would've recognized her as Princess Celestia.
"Did she wake up yet?" Princess Celestia asked. Though I never heard her speak, I recognized her voice as the one Bonbon was talking to in that thing.
The guards walked up to my cell and reported, "yes, Princess."
The princess nodded. "Good. I want you to escort her into the throne room."
When I finally reached the throne room, Princess Celestia was seated on her throne, and Bonbon near her, her expression was desperate, but Princess Celestia didn't seem to care. The princess sighed. "I hate doing these things. It makes me feel like a traitor to my own ponies. Let's make it quick and short, I don't want blood to stain my new carpet." I looked to see a large, sharp silver knife on a golden plate next to Celestia. My eyes were wide with panic. They were going to kill me.
"Mmmmghghmmfmfhfhgh!" I cried out, struggling against the chains.
"Please, princess, don't kill Roseluck because of me," Bonbon pleaded Princess Celestia.
"Then what should I do? Fire you?" Princess Celestia asked, irritated, and even a little bit angry. "All you did is screw up. You'd always risk our identity. The only time you did something right for once was with that bugbear. I keep giving you chances, and you keep failing them. I'm done, now. And you know what? Maybe I'll even fire you."
Bonbon's eyes were wide with fear. "But you can't kill Roseluck! She... Could be a really good agent! She has these natural skills!"
Princess Celestia raised an eyebrow. She sighed, and said. "Very well. She can only be an agent if she proves herself worthy. Otherwise, she'll be killed."
Bonbon's eyes lighted up with excitement. "Thank you so much, Princess!"
"Oh, and also another thing: you're fired."
Bonbon's ears were pinned down. Creases were formed underneath her eyes. "What?"
"Because of your foolishness, you're fired. I've given you too many chances. This chance is only for Roseluck, to see if she can earn my trust. You may coach her if you want," Princess Celestia said. Bonbon opened her mouth, ready to say something, but then closed it instead. She nodded sadly, and then came over to me, untying the cloth and chains. I couldn't help but pity her. It seems like being an agent meant a lot to her.
"So you were the one who knocked me out," I managed to say once the cloth and chains were removed. Bonbon nodded.
"I never would've suspected that you'd ever be a secret agent."
Bonbon let a small smile cross her lips. "Disguise is my talent," she said. "So about what happened... You heard all that, didn't you?" I nodded. She sighed. "I'm sorry I got you into this. I guess I really am a bad agent, and Celestia was right to fire me."
"You aren't that bad," I said.
Bonbon shook her head. "I actually never wanted to be an agent. I've always dreamed of opening up a candy shop, an actual candy shop, instead of pretending like in my missions. My parents were agents, and so were my grandparents. Even my sister is. And now I'm going to let everypony down, since I failed Celestia." I gave her a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry. Maybe you really should open up your own candy shop. Your parents would be fine if they realized that that was your true dream. You know, my parents were all doctors, and they wanted me to follow their hoofsteps. But when they realized that my true dream was to become a florist, they were okay with it," I said, trying to make Bonbon feel better.
"Thanks for trying to cheer me up," Bonbon said. "Moving on... Now I have to train you to prove to Celestia that you're worth it. I know I've failed her, but I can't fail you."
I nodded.
"Training starts tomorrow," Bonbon began. "Get plenty of rest tonight."