A lone cupcake sat on a small folding table in the middle of the gym. A card beside it read “Happy Monday Pinkie Pie!”.
“There is no way this is gonna work” Sunny thought out loud.
She was hiding behind the bleachers with Anon and Adagio, peaking out over the top. In his hand, a length of rope leading to a complex series of pullies, counterweights, and a comically large net.
“Shush bacon hair, this is totally going to work,” whispered Adagio.
Suddenly, a wild Ponka appeared! She circled the cupcake, eyeing it suspiciously.
“Oh wow, a free cupcake!” shouted Pinka Pone in a mock surprise voice. “I sure hope this isn’t part of an elaborate trap!”
She inhaled the cupcake whole, like a Yoshi. It was a really unsettling thing to watch. Sunny swore her jaw had come unhinged like a snake. At the signal, Anon yanked the rope, releasing the Rube Goldberg esque device. The lightweight net floated down softly onto the waiting girl.
“Oh my! I am captured!” laughed Pinkie.
Dagi, Anon, and Sunny stepped out from behind the bleachers.
“So what’s your dastardly plan Anon?” Plonka wiggled her hips and batted her eyelashes at him. “Gonna tie me up and have your way with me?”
“Whu?! Noooononono!” shouted Anon.
“Oh. Poo. You don’t have to sound so offended by the idea…” murmured Pinkie.
With a pout, she transformed, blasting the net away. Anon was still frozen in shock after learning that bondage was Pinkie’s fetish.
“Oh well, guess I should just bring you guys to Twilight.”
She picked up the light almost cheese cloth like piece of netting and studied it.
“Not sure how you expected this net to hold me, plus I could see the whole contraption from the entrance.”
“I know, right?” added Sunset.
She turned to Adagio.
“How could you expect the net to hold her?!”
“Huh? Oh, the net wasn’t supposed to. All that stuff was to distract her. The real trap was the Ambien I put in her cupcake.”
Plinko's jaw dropped as her pony ears and brightly colored yet slightly gothy magic dress shattered and evaporated. She slowly shagged to the floor and curled up into a ball to nap.
Sunny’s jaw was also wide open. She continued to stare as Anon and Dagi rolled the unconscious girl into a workout mat and loaded her onto a waiting cart.
This was getting out of hand. Why were the Dazzlings so good at abducting people? Where were they getting all these drugs? Why did Dagi sit back and watch Anon and her design the elaborate net trap knowing it was a ruse? Anon seemed quite proud of the setup.
No matter how she looked at it, it was getting harder and harder to convince herself they were the good guys. At the rate they were going she wouldn’t be surprised if they started sending ransom notes to the girl’s families.