Unit 0047

   "Hey, mommy! Mommy! Isn't it that stallion from the picture-"

   "Don't point, sweetie. It's rude! Excuse me, sir."

   A mare pushed past Unit followed by her daughter who held a stuffed bunny on her back. Sweetcloud giggled and sighed as she stared at the mother with her daughter running to catch up.

   "Don't you just love kids, Unit? Oh, they are so sweet, adorable, and innocent! I wish to have my own someday..." she said as her wings fluttered.

   They had gotten back from the theater of 'Rodeo and Muliet' and was wandering around the streets, enjoying the sights and looked for something to do. It was a quiet, peaceful night in Fillydelphia. Lights had a soft glow everywhere from the restaurants, the shops, the tall office buildings, the lampposts, and Luna's moon itself.

   Unit was unsure of how to respond to the topic at hand. He didn't really think much about kids since he knew that a criminal life wouldn't be a suitable job to support one. Another thought had hit Unit in the face. Would he ever be able to just drop his lifestyle and walk away to a new life? He...he can't just break the oath can he?

   A very young unicorn walked out of a prison bus and admired the enormous size of this new that jail he would be in. His future that he would live in. A guard lightly tapped him on the leg with a spear and ordered him to keep moving. Shackles rattled and an earth pony came out of the bus behind him, closing her eyes by the sun's blinding light.

   Two fences with barbwires surrounded the prison with four towers that created a square wall and then there was the jail itself. There were a lot of security as if what the new inmates were entering was an asylum for the mentally insane.

   Inside the jail was an interrogation room, a cafeteria, a small field to exercise, a place to shower, and finally the cell room. There was surprisingly not that many inmates since the unicorn had expected a bit more: There's a pegasus who would not stop twitching his eyes and muttering scientific and mathematical nonsense. The other inmate was an earth pony that sat still and just stared silently at the newcomers. The Royal Guards left the cell room and closed the doors, locking it.

   Seconds had passed and the two new inmates stood there awkwardly, shuffling their feet until a guard came in with coffee in his hoof. He took a long, loud slurp of the hot sugar-filled liquid before he set the mug down at a nearby table and sat down on a chair, reading a newspaper. All four inmates looked expectantly at him, waiting for him to do something. The guard took one last sip of his coffee before he rolled his newspaper and looked at the newcomers.

   "So...I hear that the two of you are really naughty kids and that you need to be taught a lesson for...what's the crime?", said the guard as he scratched his chin, "Oh yes, stealing a hay cart with a month's worth of eggs."

   He shook his head and sucked in his teeth.

   "I hope you'll have a good breakfast today because it ain't eggs. No, you decided to take a little spin to the right and then to the left and then do a double back flip and crash the cart. Vroom! Vroom!...You see, I got Brainiac and Slender Mare over there in the corner," he said as he pointed to the pegasus and earth pony, "and now I got two more friends. Now, what's your names?"

   He took another sip while the earth pony announced herself as Purple Tinker. The guard looked at the unicorn and waited for him to say something.

   "And what about you? Don't you have a name?"

   He shook his head and stared back at the guard.

   "Well now you do. Unit 0047 is your name or at least your prison serial code..."

   A loud buzz filled the room and all the cells opened.

   "Alright my little ponies, it's social hour so make the most of it out of your life," said the guard as he walked to exit the room, "by the way, I'm Corporal Rock."

   The four prisoners stood in a circle and introduced one another.

   "Unit 0047 and Purple Tinker. Welcome to your new life as a full-on criminal! My name Platinum Lemon and this here 4-legged, silent, wingless, biological life form is Ocean Targe. Now, lets trade minds of how we could escape this disastrous excuse of a prison?"

   "Do you think we'll ever get out of this prison, Platinum? I saw the security myself. It'd be impossible," Unit warned.

   "Oh, don't dilly dally on such small security. Tell you what? Lets all make a secret promise that only the four of us would know."

   "You mean an oath?" suggested Purple.

   "Exactly! Now lets see. How about-"

   Unit was interrupted from his thoughts when Sweetcloud put a hoof on his shoulder. They've stopped in front of a fountain which was in the middle of a park.

   "Is everything alright, Unit? I've noticed you've been talking less and less ever since we got to Fillydelphia. Is something on your mind?"

   "Yes."

   "Yes?"

   "Yes, Sweetcloud. I love kids."