Time for a PAYDAY

"Why are they wearing gold for armour?" Wolf muttered as they walked past another pair of guards.

"It is the signature sign of my royal guards." Celestia answered as the continued walking.

"But, is it real gold?" Wolf asked as he eyed a nervous looking guard.

"Of course." Celestia replied with a smile. "Even though the metal is not common, it makes a good impression as a military force."

"Like hell it does." Hoxton remarked.

Celestia stopped walking and sent him a questioning look. "Hoxton was it? What do you mean by that?"

"Ack, never mind. I'm sure you'll find out soon enough. D'ya mind if I asked where the armory would be? And/or the keys to said armory?" Chains slapped the back of Hoxton's head to shut him up.

Celestia eyed them cautiously. "And why would you want to see the armory?"

Chains spoke up before Hoxton could. "Chains would like to consider himself a military man. Chains could see how good your guards really are."

Celestia kept up her look for a moment before smiling and turning back around to continue walking. "Well I could have the captain show you a training session that is scheduled for tomorrow morning, would that suffice?"

Chains groaned inwardly, thankful for his mask that was concealing his glare at Hoxton. "Yea, sure."

"Excellent." Celestia finished as the came up to a set of large, golden, double doors. Dallas whistled at the doors as he thought about how much they would be worth.

Celestia opened the doors and walked in, the four of them staring in shock at what they just saw.

"Did-did she just?..." Wolf stammered.

"I think she did..." Dallas admitted. "Hey, uh, Celestia? How'd you do that exactly?"

She looked back at them. "My magic, of course."

Wolf couldn't decide whether to snicker or let his jaw drop past his mask. The others didn't take it much better. "Magic?..." Chains repeated, rolling the word over his tongue.

"Yes, magic. Does that surprise you? Those devices you carry seem to use propulsion magic to send projectiles, am I wrong?"

Before Wolf could laugh at her, Hoxton spoke up. "Not really, but it's close enough."

Celestia shrugged as she beckoned them into the throne room. They each silently marveled at the design, mostly the amount of gold used for decoration. Seated on the throne was a blue alicorn like Celestia, but the opposite in terms of coloring. She looked between the four men with curious yet suspicious looks.

"Who art thine companions, dear sister? We haven't seen beings such as them in our lifetime, or such odd masks." The blue one said standing up and walking down the small set of stairs leading up to the throne.

"You heard the commotion outside correct?" Celestia asked and she nodded. "Well, I believe it was a dimension gate, and somehow they got through without being destroyed by the power surge."

"Wait, wait, wait." Chains interrupted. "You lost Chains. Dimension what now?"

"I think she means the red bubble thing that came from this." Dallas said as he pulled the ring from within his armour. "Makes sense. We get hit by missile, missile knocks this thing away, thing gets damaged by completely unknown means, probably hitting the ground and nothing else, we get sent to Magic-Land-of-Ponies."

"Yea, sure, sense..." Hoxton said shaking his head.

"Guys? GUYS?! Ca--ou--hear me? Where the f---are you?" Their radios crackled to life as Bain's voice started coming through.

"Bain!" Dallas remarked, putting a finger to his earpiece to try and hear him better.

"Holy shit! You came through too! Welp, now we're fucked." Wolf pouted under his mask.

"Yea I'm here, I'm going to ignore your comment Wolf, for both our sakes. Any of you know where the fuck we are?"

"Magical-Land-of-Ponies." The four of them said in unison.

The radio was silent for a minute as Bain processed what they just said. "... I think I heard you wrong, damn radio must be damaged from the crash, can you repeat that?"

"Magical-Land-of--" They were cut off by Celestia.

"You're in Equestria, not 'Magical-Land-of-Ponies'."

"Yea, yea buddy sure." Dallas said quickly. "We'll explain everything when we regroup, it seems we're the only Humans here, and the inhabitants of this place are too nosy for their own good. Where are you?"

"After the cables snapped, I had enough fuel to land near this old castle in a forest. I'm hiding out here until something happens. Van still good?"

"Van's good, shocks are a bit busted, but not too bad. We can come by later on tomorrow to pick you up... Actually." Wolf looked to Celestia. "Could you send some guys to get him and the chopper?"

"Wait, who're ya talking to?"

"The princesses of Magical-Land-of-Ponies." Chains answered.

"...Ok then... What was that about sending guys to pick me up?"

They looked to Celestia who looked confusedly at them before realizing she was asked a question. "Oh, yes. I could have some guards pick up that flying machine and your friend." They scoffed at her choice of words.

"He's not so much a friend, as a business partner." Hoxton informed her.

"I heard that."

"How long until they can get to and back from the 'old castle in the middle of a forest' that is somewhat near here?" Chains inquired.

"If thou meanst the Everfree Castle, then two days, perhaps three." Luna answered with a happy smile.

"Hey Bain? When you see some small horses in gold armour that talk, pop a flare or something. Oh, and try not to kill any of them." Dallas added.

"Fine, but if they touch anything, don't expect them to be coming back. Pass that on to 'em."

"He says that if they touch anything they shouldn't, they're dead." Wolf said to Celestia.

She nodded hesitantly, making a note to tell the guards to avoid touching anything. "Anything else?"

"Nah, that should be good. Bye Bain!" Hoxton grabbed a small black box from within his jacket, his thumb hovering over the red button while the other three did the same.

"No wait!" What Bain was about to say wasn't heard as they all hit the buttons in sync, cutting off the connection.

"Well, now that's taken care of, what's next?" Dallas asked.

"We can talk in the morning. Until then," She knocked her hoof on the marble floor twice and a servant walked in, bowing.

"Yes your majesty?" She asked.

"Please take these four to some unoccupied guest rooms, and bring them anything they may require." Celestia said kindly.

The servant nodded. "Please follow me sirs."

The four of them looked between each other and shrugged, Hoxton wincing slightly as his painkillers started wearing off.

The entirety of Canterlot Castle was woken up by the sound of music.

"DAMN YOU WOLF!" Hoxton shouted as he groggily got out of bed.

The four of them had crashed after being shown to their rooms, only giving themselves time to take their armour and clothes off and setting their masks on their bedside tables. A habit they made after the few times when they needed their masks after getting woken up suddenly.

Apparently Wolf didn't need as much sleep as the rest of them. The three normal heisters got their suits on, leaving their armour, and put their masks on along with concealing a silenced pistol in their suits. Another habit that was not likely going to be broken.

Hoxton stepped out of his room first, followed by Chains slamming his door open and storming out. Dallas walked out as he usually did, seemingly unfazed by his interrupted slumber.

Six more doors down the hall opened, some more forcefully than others. "What they hay is goin' on around here?" An orange pony asked while positioning a stetson on her head.

"Why are you complaining AJ? This music is awesome!" A rainbow maned one said smiling. "I would wake up to this song every day!"

"Rainbow! How could you find this noise to be music?!" A white one with a purple mane asked, astonished.

"Trust me," Hoxton said absentmindedly. "This is him on a good morning, wait until you see his bad ones..."

The humans and ponies took notice of each other. The ponies recognizing them instantly, while the humans didn't care much.

"Oh, piss." Hoxton blurted. He looked at Dallas. "Who the fuck are they?"

"Who cares, Chains is going to shut Wolf up." Chains said as he banged on Wolf's door.

The Music stopped abruptly and the sound of Wolf's shoes against the tiled floor was heard coming towards the doors. They opened slowly and Wolf's masked face popped out of the doors. "Yeah?" He took a quick look down the hallway and could see the glaring faces and masks of five random ponies, the other one just looked disappointed, and crew. "What?"

"Turn the music down next time." Dallas said simply before wandering down the hallway past the ponies, seemingly having his destination in mind.

"Hey Dallas, where're you goin'?" Chains asked.

"Gonna see if I can find some food in this place, hungry anyone?"

"Starved!" Wolf exclaimed, coming out of his room, taking off his grease stained gloves.

"Chains could go for some grub." Chains said walking down the hallway, Wolf running ahead.

"Might as well." Hoxton finished, politely passing the ponies as he followed the others down the hall. When he was about to round the corner he looked back at the ponies who stood there with confused and angry expressions. "You comin' or what?"

After a few minutes of aimless wandering, the four heisters found a maid who led them to the dining hall, where they were going to be having breakfast shortly. An odd point to Wolf was that all of the staff in the castle looked slight shaken, most with slight dark circles under their eyes. As if they hadn't gotten enough sleep.

When they reached the hall in question, the doors were open to see the six ponies they ran into that morning, and the two chairs at the head of the table empty. The six ponies had taken up the six seats on one side of the table, nearest to the two empty chairs. They took the seats opposite.

When they noticed them, two of them sent glares, two with fear, and two with wonder. The purple one who was sitting closest to the large empty chairs across from Dallas cleared her throat. "I suppose introductions are in ord-"

The pink one seemingly phased through the table and ended up in Wolf's lap, her face right in his. He didn't flinch in the slightest. "Do you like cake?" She asked with a dead serious look, as if his answer would decide his fate.

"Depends, what kind?" Wolf answered, placing his hands behind his head, trying to ignore the fact that she was basically standing on his crotch.

"Any kind."

"Then yes. Now please get off my balls." He wheezed.

She looked down to where her hooves were with a brow raise. It took her a moment before she let out a knowing 'Oohhhhhh' before slowly removing herself and reappearing in her seat. Wolf set his forehead on the table as he suppressed a groan while shielding his privates from further harm with his hands.

"Nice." Hoxton remarked.

The purple one cleared her throat again, ignoring the slight blush to her cheeks. "Uh, yes well, as I was saying. I think introductions are in order. My name is-"

The doors burst open and a very unhappy Celestia walked in, dark circles under her eyes, followed by Luna who was in a similar step, but at least had a smile on her face. Celestia took her seat on the side with the ponies while Luna took the one closest to the four man army.

"Who thought it was a good idea to blast the infernal racket at three in the morning? I hadn't even raised the sun yet, and I was enjoying a nice conversation with my sister in her Dream Court." Celestia said through a scowl.

Every other face in the room turned to Wolf, his head still on the table.

Celestia sighed as she used her magic to freshen herself up. With a pop she looked as if she was a good as new, relatively speaking. "Wolf, please refrain from doing that in the future, so long as you are in my castle, I will be getting up no earlier than five in the morning."

"Although the music was compelling." Luna chimed in, using the same method to cleanse herself.

"Compelling?" The cyan and rainbow maned pegasus blurted. "It was AWESEOME!"

"Thank you!" The muffled voice of Wolf was heard as he gave a thumbs up to the mare.

Some servants entered the room, passing out menus to each of the occupants of the table. Wolf took his head from the table before looking at it.

"What the fuck..." Wolf mumbled as he looked through the choices. None of which containing the lifeblood of his diet. "Where's the meat?"

The ponies looked up at them with raised brows, and one with a dropped jaw. "Y-You eat other animals?" The butter yellow one asked.