the toy maker and the fashionista

(You bronies have been complaining about my story and the way of how Patchwork is so generic this chapter is his life story.)

~Patchworks wagon. Midnight, Night before the gala~

As Patchwork lay his head down on his pillow, he thought of rarity and how he had told her he was the king of thieves, an that he then asked her to be his date to the gala. Which to his surprise she said yes. He just hopped that the thirty-nine thieves that he lead never changed back to the way they were before he became their king. He for the majority had changed the thieves with his book of laws, or as the thieves knew it The Code. He used his magic to take a copy of it from the shelf he had above his workbench. The Code was comprised of five tenants.

The thieves code of honor.

1. Give half of the value of what you steal to the less fortunate.

2. When Somepony does a favor for you, you must return the favor.

3. Never steal from places of civil service such as hospitals, orphanages, or schools.

4. Never steal from the poor.

5. Never harm the innocent.

As he lay there trying to rest he thought back to how he joined the thieves and eventually became their leader.

FLASHBACK

A young colt no older than five, who had just gotten his cutie, mark watched in tears as red, orange, and yellow danced around in front of him. He watched in tears as his home and family burned to death and nopony did anything to help them. After a while of screaming for help, he ran into the flames that seemed to be alive and get to his family. As he ran to the room where his parents slept a beam fell down and blocked his way into it. He summoned all the might a five year old colt could muster and was able to push the beam out of the way, but by the time he had it was to late. He saw his mother and father laying on the floor. He ran over to them and started to shake their corpses first was his father who had always been a deep sleeper so he decided he would shout in his ear to help wake his 'sleeping' father up "DAD! WAKE UP! THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!" When he didn't move patchwork ran over to his mother. "Mom! Dad wont wake up we need to get out the house is on fire!" His mother did not wake up either. Being young he thought they were just sleeping and he couldn't wake them up. So he bit his fathers corpse and dragged it outside. Then he ran back in and grabbed his mother put her on his back and carried her outside. Afterhours of trying to wake them up medics, fire ponies, and royal guards arrived. the medics and fire ponies refused to tell Patchwork why his parents would not wake up.

The royal guards took Patchwork to the 'Happy Camper Orphanage'. He remained there for three years before he ran away, in those three years the director of the orphanage had beaten the foals, told them they were there because nopony wanted them and they would never be loved, and even raped a few fillies. After he ran away he had to resort to crime to live. He stole food, bits, and anything else he could get his hooves on. The streets of Manehatten were not a nice place, he lived in a box, and even when he stole could not afford to buy anything but food. Then one day he saw a small pure diamond idol of Celestia in a mansion window, he knew that if he sold that he would be able to buy a train ticket away from Manehatten and to canterlot where he could make a better life for himself.

So that night when no guards or civilians were watching he broke the window, grabbed the idol, and ran. The next thing he knew he was surrounded by creatures of all shapes and sizes. They grabbed him and before he knew it he was a member of the forty thieves, it turned out that idol was to be shipped to a museum in canterlot and he stole it before the thieves could, they were surprised that he was able to steal it before they were because they had planned the heist out, while he just broke the window and took it. As time went on Patchwork rose through the ranks and eventually became what he was now the king of thieves. He then wrote the code so that he and the other thirty-nine thieves would steal to help the poor, just like Robin Hoof did in the stories he read when he was small, he had turned  most of a group of thieves into a force for good, who stole from the rich and gave to the poor.

END FLASHBACK

After he remembered how he had come so far. He smiled, and he knew tomorrow night would be the thieves greatest heist to date.