The S.P.T.F (Special Pony Task Force): Apple Island

by Crimson Prime

Anchors Away

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When Brain Storm and Favourite arrived the rest of the team were already there.

"How did your investigation go?" asked Fire Burst.

"No more clues then we already have" answered Brain Storm," And the robbery?"

"Just a bunch of history geeks trying to get their hands on expensive paintings to empress their mates," said Wormhole," Not that big a .....

Sugar Plum interrupted,"Say it!"

"No," said Whirlpool

"Say it!"

"fine," Whirlpool said annoyed, "#Sugar Plum Is Awesome!

"And Zips I trust you did a good job," said Favourite.

"Yes sir!"

"Okay then lets go to bed, I'm Exhausted."

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By the time the S.P.T.F got to the Ciderholic a queue had started. They were disguised as apple farmers and Brain Storm had printed fake tickets for the journey. Zips could just see an orange mare wearing a stetson checking a group of farmers tickets. Beside her were five other ponies and a dragon. The things you see today Zips thought.

When the team had got onto the cruise ship Favourite brought them into a corner were no one could hear.

"Okay so does everyone know who they are," asked Favourite.

The team shook their heads.

"Lets go over it again shall we?" Asked Favourite."I'm Mr Marble, Sugar Plum is Mrs Marble, Whirlpool and Brain Storm are my brothers Mr Blue and Mr Green and the rest of you are my children."

"I hate this." Said Wormhole unsatisfied.

Hours past until finally it was the evening ball. Before they starting the dancing they had had dinner which was apple sausages. Everyone that was not a parent or was pretending not to be could not go and have dinner, so the rest of the team that were not at the ball ordered room service and pretend to be teens when the waiter called.

Favourite unlike his colleagues was having a great time. He had just finished his third glass of cider and was now learning more about his suspects. How? Well by getting to know them of course. The ship sailed far away from the port of Manehattan and closer and closer to Apple Island.

"So who are you people?" Favourite asked a Farmer and his wife.

"I'm Mr Laddin and this is my lovely wife.

"And who are you?" asked Favourite to another apple farmer.

"I'm Apple Jack and yar on are here ship," answered the mare

"Oh yes I saw you earlier with your friends, where are they by the way?"

As The Ciderholic sailed closer to Apple Island the conversation went on and no one knew that the guilty party was in that room at that very moment eating a rotten apple.

                                                                                                                                 #Sugar Plum Is Awesome!

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