Chapters Chapter 1: Turning of a Friendly Coin
Author's Note
A/N: Hello all. I wish to tell a My Little Pony story. Heh, those are nine words that I never thought I would utter in my lifetime. But yeah, welcome to my little alternate universe story in the world of Equestria. The following is an alt tale to my comic series “Rep!” and as such uses characters from that series. Though of course in this case, they’re all creatures related to this world. The reason I bring this up is just to let you know that this isn’t where they originated. Rather just characters I thought would be fun to mess around in this verse. Though some names will be changed for the sake of the story. So..yeah that said, let’s go on and dive right into R.E.P Is Magic. Hope you all enjoy. ^_^
Chapter 1: Turning of a Friendly Coin
Chapter 1: Turn of a Friendly Coin
Darkness, complete and utter darkness.
Everywhere he looked, that’s all he could see. The figure felt...numb to say the least. No memories of how he got where he was or what he was even doing. Heck, he couldn’t even seem to move. However, he managed to feel his voice coming back to him and give out a groan. This was followed by bits of feeling returning to his body. Though in doing so, this traded in the numbness for sharp pangs of pain. Especially in his head which begin pounding like a drum, causing him to moan in concert. As such he couldn’t stand to open his eyes to the thumping of his brain.
“Huh? Hello i-is somepony there?”
This unfamiliar sound to his pain rhythm managed to catch his notice though he could barely let out a response to it. At best, another pained groan came from him and he could hear footsteps coming in his direction. Suddenly the world seemed to move underneath him as if he was being tilted. This actually let him feel ground underneath, it didn’t feel like gravel. Rather it felt wooden, he could feel his feet even touching the end of it and getting the same feeling of the material. It’s then the voice spoke again, a rather hollow somewhat echo-y sound.
“Oh...oh wow! It’s a dragon!!”
However, the reverb didn’t do wonders for the pounding. But it did manage to get his body to move as he lifted up his left hand, albeit cringingly, to his head and rub it in a futile effort to dull the pain.
“Um...M-Mr. Dragon? Are y-you alright?”
The figure growled a little and he heard the voice pull away with a little “eep”. Yet after a bit, could feel the gaze come back on him. Summoning what returning strength he had, the figure spoke.
“Y-Yeah..just...keep it down...would ya?” The figure said, a mixture of grogginess and scratchiness in his throat. “W-Where?”
Much as the pounding was getting to him, he was getting tired of being in pitch black. Thus he forced his energy into his eyesight, managing to slowly open them. It was still rather blurry but he could make out the night sky and a building towering in the background. From what of his surroundings, it was circular and indeed wooden. But the more noticeable feature was that there was someone staring down back at him. A lightly brown-ish figure with a blue looking and yet bulky collar around his neck. His blue eyes staring at him with both a look of curiosity, concern and a little fear. From the look of him, he seemed fairly young.
“Where? Um you don’t remember? Did you get separated from your pack?”
“Pack?” The figured asked, trying to make sense of the questions, but nothing was coming to mind. Only more pounding to his head, he grimaced “I...I don’t know? Ugh, you...you called me a dragon? Are you one?”
The young one blinked but chuckled a little “No silly, I’m a pony”
The figured raised an eyebrow at that. Granted nothing seem to register when he said it, yet at the same time, it didn’t seem...right. He wanted to rack his brain more on this but the headache was only getting worse. Most he could do was go back to a previous question
“W-Where am I? Can you tell me?”
“Uh..oh right. Well this is the Ponies of Mercy Orphanage. Least the alleyway of it anyway. You’re currently in the barrel where we stash away old clothes and whatnot. Um, do you...need some help?” The young pony ducked down a bit. “You won’t eat me will you?”
That sentence both annoyed yet amused the figure somehow. “Doubt it, last I checked. I don’t eat things that talked back to me.” He chuckled but then groaned as another onslaught of pain hit his head “Just help me out of here, will ya?”
The young pony did just that, at first trying to reach for him. But his arms were too small to close the distance. Instead he left for a bit then lept onto the side of the barrel. The whole world tilted completely to the side, throwing the dragon into another section of the wooden container. He let out a yelp as he fell face first into the wood.
“S-Sorry” The pony apologized “Was trying to get it to come down more smoothly but…”
The dragon just groaned from the newfound pain. Still the action wasn’t without merit as the young pony managed to slide in and grab the dragon’s arms, pulling him out of the barrel and into the moonlight allowing the pony to get a good look at him. He was completely brown colored, save for his yellowish stomach, with black spines on his back and head. Yet was surprisingly not very big. When the pony lifted him to his feet he found he was practically his height. The dragon wobbled a bit, trying to gain his footing but it was taking all he had just to lean up against the pony.
“Wow, you're...nothing but a baby.” The pony remarked “Guess you really did get separated from your pack, huh?”
“Maybe...maybe not” The dragon quipped back still holding his head “It’s just all a blur to me. Ugh my head!”
“Oh well do you know your name at least?”
“My...name?” The dragon echoed, again nothing was coming to him. “I...uh….huh?”
It was then he noticed his right claw. The whole time it was clenching something within it. Opening it, he found a small coin in his claw. Nothing too out of the ordinary saved for a “X” etched into it. The dragon stared at it for a bit. “A...coin?”
“Oh a Bit! Must’ve been in the barrel with you. Hehe they say that’s usually good luck if you manage to find one on the street!”
“Really..?” The dragon queried “Huh well I guess you can call me...um Coin.”
“Coin? Really?” The pony asked
The dragon shrugged “The only thing I can really remember. Maybe it’ll bring me luck.”
The pony chuckled at that “Fair enough. Mr.Coin. I’m Barrel. Barrel Roll. Everyone calls me Rolly though.”
“Cute name, nice to meetcha Rolly”
The two shook claw to hoof before Coin nearly doubled over again.
“Whoa easy there.” Rolly said catching him “C’mon, on my back you go.”
Coin found himself surprisingly hoisted onto the back of his finder. The little guy was indeed stronger than he looked.
“W-Where we going?”
“To see Sister Katsidy. Hopefully she’ll know what to do.”
“Uh you sure?” Coin said a bit worried “From our little meeting a minute ago, it sounded like you were scared of me”
“Well yeah” Rolly admitted “But you seem friendly enough. ‘Sides she specializes in stuff like this, so don’t worry.”
With that Rolly trotted back inside with his new reptilian friend on his backside quite happily. “Hehe and I thought this day was going down the tubes but hey I made a new friend and he’s a dragon to boot. Cool!”
“Uh Rolly could you slow down. I still got this headache...and now...it’s kinda...transferring...to my stomach.”
“Huh wha...whatcha mean “stomach”?”
“I mean…I...” His mouth suddenly puffed up and his face turned a sickly shade of green “Ulp!”
“Oh no! No! Nononononononono!”
Unfortunately in his haste, he quicken the bouncing with Coin still on his backside, which did not help matters until…
“BLECH!”
...Well, some details of the beginning of a beautiful friendship are probably best left untold.
(To Be Continued)
Chapter 2: Starry-Eyed Surprise
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Chapter 3: Prepare Your Stealth
Chapter 3: Prepare Your Stealth
Sunlight shone through the opening in Rolly’s secret place, signalling the beginning of a new day, followed by a rooster crowing from the nearby animal pen. Eventually the light came upon the two occupants, a dragon and a young colt, surrounded by snack wrappers and soda cans from their previous binging. However, the former groaned as he returned to the waking world, holding his stomach, followed by a groggy and ill feeling.
“Ugh…” Coin muttered ”...No wonder they call this-- (burp) junk food.”
“You ok, dude?” Rolly asked while yawning, as he rolled over on the pillow pile.
“I feel like I just got back from a boat ride,” Coin said as he dizzily got up.
“Heh, I’ll admit, I was sick the first few times I did this too, you’ll get used to it. Just...Don’t do that here, ok? It’s a pain to clean up. Trust me, you don’t want that smell to ruin the place.”
“R-Right…” Coin staggered towards the entrance of Casa de Barrel.
“Whoa there, lemme escort you at least!” Rolly helped Coin out of their hidey-hole and back into the orphanage proper. It was still quite early, the sun had barely just begun to raise. “Now we just have to rush back to bed and--”
“And what, if I may ask?”
Rolly froze in his tracks. The two slowly turned and saw Katsidy waiting for them around the corner “And...Uh...Go back to sleep?”
Katsidy chuckled. “I said it once and I’ll say it again...You are a terrible liar, Rolly.”
Rolly gulped. Coin was still pretty much in a daze, to which Katsidy immediately took notice of.
“What on Equestria happened to poor Coin?”
“...Junk food binge,” Rolly blurted out thoughtlessly. He quickly kicked himself for it. But then again it was hard to lie to the Mother Superior, especially if she knew you all too well.
“Rolly!” Katsidy’s tone turned more strict this time.
“It wasn’t my fault this time!” Rolly pleaded. “Please, I just wanted him to feel at home here!”
“Is that right?” Katsidy said, eyebrow raised. “Well, if you’re as truthful as your words say...You’ll go to the lavatory and help poor Coin get over his hangover.”
Rolly sighed. “Yes Mother…” He then trotted off to the nearest bathroom, where he (ahem) helped Coin get all the undesirables out of his stomach. Not exactly a pretty sight. “Geeze dude, how much did you eat?”
“That depends…” burped Coin. “How much was missing since we--”
Rolly covered Coin’s mouth immediately and asked him to shush.
“Huh? Oh…Right.” Coin washed his face and the two exited, only to be greeted by yet another pony, clad in a black with a crew-cut mane and glasses. “Uh…!”
“Oh, Father Bell!” Rolly smiled. “What brings you here?”
“Not a visit to the loo, I can assure ye,” Father Bell chuckled (in an accent we humans would recognize as Irish). “I actually would like to ask you boys a favor.”
Rolly’s bright face softened into a frown once last night’s memory came to mind. “...Punishment for our little excursion last night?”
“Oh-ho no, nothin’ of the sort, lads! Katsidy’s got that taken care of, no worries.”
Coin and Rolly looked at each other nervously as Father Bell reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a round object. It looked like an ornately-decorated metallic eyeball.
“Does this have meaning to either of you?” Father Bell asked politely.
“No...Where did you find this?” Coin asked as he looked at and sniffed the object closely.
“It was thrown right into my office, it was,” Father Bell replied, his normally jovial demeanor giving way to one of frustration. “I swear, if some demon or monster thinks they can mess with the likes of me...!”
“Um, excuse me sirs…” A faint voice perked up. The three ponies turned to see another orphan standing by. “Can I use the toilet, please?”
“Oh, sorry!” Bell and the others moved aside to let the orphan into the bathroom.
“Adorable little tyke, that Clair,” Father Bell said with a smile. “I’ll admit he does confuse me a tad bit...He’s not the only pony with that name.”
“Yeah, I figured…” Rolly replied. “Um, why do you have reason to believe that object is some kind of...Evil thingy?”
“It just looks forbodin’, it does,” Father Bell replied. “Perhaps a magical camera sent to spy on us?”
“I doubt it,” Rolly said as Coin nodded in agreement. “Have you asked the others about this?”
“Twas about to when I ran into ye, Rolly. I know ya have a habit for playing hookey.”
Rolly frowned again. “Gee, thanks.”
“In any case, I must be off,” Father Bell was about to leave when Coin stopped him. “Hmm? Something the matter, son?”
“Uh...You...Didn’t happen to hear anything else last night, did you?” Coin asked nervously.
“Not at all, twas as quiet as my mother-in-law...Why do you ask?”
“Just...Curiosity’s sake, maybe whomever threw that into your room ran off in fear!”
“Perhaps they did, the scoundrels…” Father Bell growled. “But worry not, boys! Father Silver Bell is on the case! I’ll get to the bottom of this yet!” And with that, he trotted off, his head held high.
“...I can’t tell if he’s the most vigilant or the least,” Rolly said once Father Bell was out of earshot. “Speaking of which...We gotta go find Katsidy for our punishment.”
Coin sighed. “That’s...Gonna be fun, isn’t it?”
“Depends on your definition of ‘fun,’” Rolly said as the two went to seek out the head nun.
However, she was nowhere to be seen in her normal haunts. Not in the cafeteria, the library, or even the rec room where she usually watches the morning news on the television. This was confusing and worrying for both the young colt and dragon.
“Where the hay is she?” Rolly asked, scratching his head.
“Oh well, I guess we’re not being punished today,” Coin said with a smile.
“You wish!” Rolly sneered. “The clergy here are bloodhounds, they’ll find us in no time once they find out we’re not replanting the garden or cleaning out the gutters.”
“Wish…” Coin’s thoughts turned back to the star again. “...I wonder…”
Rolly silenced Coin again and pulled him close so he could whisper. “...Ohhh no, let’s not discuss it here in the open, what if somepony else finds out?!”
“Good point…” Coin sighed. “Ok, let’s find the others,” he said as Rolly and he continued their hunt for Mother Katsidy.
After more searching, the two settled on just going to the main office. Normally, most of the orphans weren’t allowed here unless they were already in trouble, but seeing as they were already on Katsidy’s blacklist, Coin and Rolly figured a little peek wouldn’t hurt. And a peek is what they got, as the office door was left open slightly. The voices of Brimstone and Katsidy could be heard within.
“...Honestly, why did it have to wind up in his possession? Now we’ll never be able to turn it into the police, you know how he is with such objects!” Brimstone complained.
“Father Bell does listen to reason, we just have to be patient,” Katsidy tried to reassure her colleague. “Regardless, we know that this eyeball exists, and that can only mean one thing…”
“Wait...Eyeball?” Coin whispered. “You don’t think they’re talking about…?” Rolly shushed him and they leaned in trying to hear the conversation more clearly.
“...You don’t mean…?”
If Rolly and Coin could see Katsidy now, they’d see her nod. “The Lockets have targeted our fair town.”
Brim gasped. “I thought the royal guard arrested them months ago!”
“Tch...If they couldn’t stop the invasions of Sombra and Chrysalis, they can’t stop these master crooks. They’ve hit like five shops already, and now they’re after our donations, those vultures!”
“...I am suddenly very thankful we have Father Bell in our midst,” Brim replied, trying to keep herself calm. “Tis a shame Father Steel is travelling abroad as well. His magic would be a big help here.”
“We’ll just have to go back to the old standbys of locking our doors and windows...Speaking of which, you left this open…” Katsidy went to the door, but instead of closing it, she flung it open, sending Coin and Rolly tumbling away from the door. “BOYS!”
Coin and Rolly stammered out excuses, but Katsidy’s loud hiss silenced them.
“Nothing that you heard is to be uttered to anyone else, understood?” Katsidy snarled.
“Y-Yes sister.” Both boys agreed nervously.
Katsidy took a moment to regain her composure, then her eyes lit up with an idea. “Brim, isn’t our Nanny out sick today?”
“Why yes, she is...Oh no, you’re not thinking of--”
“It’s the best thing I can be thinking of at the moment.” Katsidy turned to the two boys with a grin. Rolly was all too familiar with that look when it came to punishments. “Come along now, children.”
Rolly and Coin gulped, and with good reason. What was their punishment going to be this time?
Babies.
Dozens. And Dozens. Of crying baby foals, all in need of feeding, diaper changing, and being put to rest. Katsidy said before Coin and Rolly started that “this would blast those mischievous thoughts right of your skulls,” and she wasn’t kidding. The two had to wad up cotton balls and plug them in their ears before they lost their hearing.
“I NEED MORE BABY POWDER!” Rolly shouted.
“WHAT?! HADES FLOWER? NEVER HEARD OF IT!” Coin shouted back.
“Ugh, this is gonna be one of those days, isn’t it?” Rolly grumbled to himself, his words lost to the depths of the deafening din.
Foalsitting was not the end of the dynamic duo’s chores, of course. They, along with the other orphans, had various tasks to do to help raise money for the orphanage and keep the facility in proper working order. Keeping it clean was also a plus, but sparkling clean was an impossibility.
It wasn’t all bad though, as the days passed on, it gave Coin a chance to get to know some of the other orphans. Most were fillies and colts, though there were some other species as well such as griffons, a deer, a buffalo and even a Breezie. Some of them were around Rolly’s age, some younger coming out of the toddler years, others older and naturally with many different personalities to boot. Dragons however were indeed rare in the area, so Coin couldn’t help but feel like a minority when a few of the kids talked to him with various questions about his species. It was near overwhelming until Rolly managed to get them to ease back after revealing Coin’s memory loss. The sisters likewise aided, telling the tykes to get back to their duties.
After a particular busy day, Coin and Rolly were begging for a nice, long night’s rest. Coin sure was. Thankfully, he got it...For the most part.
Coin's dream didn't seem eventful since he first came to the orphanage and he chalked it up to the medicine messing with his head when he was treated. However, that night’s dream was different. He found himself greeted with the sight of stars, just like the night before when he spent it with Rolly. As Coin gazed up into the dreamscape of his mind, he heard a voice…It was quiet at first, but then it descended into the warbling Coin was all too familiar with.
“Oh no, not you again!” Coin braced for another earful, but the voice was much softer this time. “...What...Do you want?” Coin looked around for the source of the voice, until two large stars turned into the set of glowing eyes he was familiar with.
The voice continued to speak, but Coin could only make out a few words: “Twilight,” “stars,” and “Ponyville.”
“I don’t understand...What do these words mean…?” Coin asked.
“Stars...STARS!” The voice shouted, this time blasting Coin off his feet and into the darkness again.
“WAIT COME BACK!” Coin shouted, before he realized he was sitting on his bed again. A few orphans nearby grumbled in their sleep, complaining about Coin’s outburst. “Sorry guys, I...Huh?” Coin noticed somepony was missing.
Rolly wasn’t inside his bed.
“Rolly?” Coin climbed out of bed and looked around. “Hmm, maybe he went up to…” The dragon then jogged off to the secret passageway leading to Rolly’s hideout. It took him some effort to actually get there, however; the clergyponies had tightened security after they realized the Locket Bandits were in town. Local security guards watched the corridors like hawks for any signs of movement. Thankfully, Coin had something the ponies did not...Claws. Coin was able to scale the walls of the facility’s corridors (as silently as any clawed beast could manage) and make his way to Rolly’s secret passage. “Geeze, I feel like a cockroach after doing all that...’
Coin finally caught his breath once he got back up to Casa de Barrel, and found Rolly laying on the bed of pillows, mumbling to himself while holding something.
“Uh, Rolly?” Coin said quietly.
Unfortunately, Rolly was spooked by Coin’s greeting. He yelped and fell off of the pillow pile. Where Rolly laid, however, Coin could see the familiar glow of the star they found last night.
“Dude, don’t scare me like that!” Rolly snarled.
“Hey, I was under the impression you heard me come in,” Coin replied. “Then again, you probably couldn’t hear me over the constant mumbling.”
“I was just...Talking to myself, that’s all.” Rolly rubbed his head.
“No wonder Mother Katsidy said he was a terrible liar,” Coin thought to himself, but didn’t show his suspicion yet. “About what?”
“Things. You know. Dreams and whatnot.” Rolly smiled with an accompanying “squee” noise. “I just needed some ‘me’ time, ok?”
“I guess we all do,” Coin replied as he raised an eyebrow. “Speakin’ of dreams, I had one again.”
“Oh, what was it about?”
“Some...Thing telling me about the stars and Ponyville...Is that an actual place, or…”
Rolly perked up. “Oh yeah, but it’s a ways off from Hoofington, far to the southeast. If you wanted to get to there anytime soon, you’d best take the train...But good luck getting a ticket, though.”
Coin shrugged. “No worries, I’ll just stow away on it.”
It was Rolly’s turn to raise an eyebrow now. “Wait...You’re not gonna leave the orphanage, are you?”
“Well...I might, I was thinking it over while doing chores. I just get the feeling I have to leave, you know. Especially after knowing that this place is real.” Coin shrugged “Maybe take the star with me too. Somepony might buy it, to give me some cash for the road.”
Rolly frown and snorted. “I knew it...You’re just gonna take the prize and run, huh?”
“The hay? What’s with you?” Coin was a bit taken aback by this response.
“I’d ask you the same question! How do I know you’re not just feigning this amnesia thing to get more attention?!” Rolly’s voice steadily rose as he berated Coin’s ambition.
“Whoa, dude, calm down! I’m still thinking about it, I didn’t say I was gonna--”
“Leave? Abandon me like my family did?! Take away any hopes I had of ever having a normal life?!” Rolly was advancing on Coin at this point, backing him into a corner. “Well let me tell you something, buster! You’re not going to succeed! This is MY star, do you hear me?!”
“...What?” Coin said after a moment of silence.
“Are you dumb? This thing grants wishes!” Rolly exclaimed.
“Uh, how?!” Coin was a bit flabbergasted at this as well.
“It’s a shooting star! You’re supposed to make wishes on these, right?!” Rolly then ran off and extracted the star from the mass of pillows, holding it above his head like a trophy.. “And I’m gonna wish that I had never been dumped in this place, that my family actually cared about me…” It was then that an odd, unsettling glow came over his eyes as he grinned …”I could reverse the very flow of time and space itself, and--OOOF!”
Coin had walked up to Rolly and bonked him on the head, causing him to fall over and drop the star. “Rolly, just drop it already! You’re sounding like an escapee from an insane asylum!”
“But I...Huh?” Rolly’s eyes widened, now back to normal, as he stared out the window again.
“If you had given me a second to explain, I was gonna say...I was gonna take the star with me, and maybe take you with me as well,” Coin explained.
“Uh?” Rolly shook his head and turned to Coin. “I don’t get it, what’re you saying?”
“There was another part of my dream, a name that came up...Twilight. Does that mean anything here?”
“Twilight?” Rolly echoed, taking a minute to think it over before he gasped in realization and nodded. “Yeah! Princess Twilight!”
“I knew that name sounded familiar, I overheard the other orphans talking about her, Said something about seeing her coronation recently.” Coin smiled as he snapped his fingers. “She lives in Ponyville, then?”
“Yup, it might as well be her kingdom by now,” Rolly chuckled. “What’s your plan?”
“My plan was to go to Ponyville with you and the star, and maybe she can help restore my memories, and perhaps hook you up with a proper family!” Coin explained.
“A...A family?” Rolly looked a bit shocked at this. “I...I don’t know, she’s royalty, why would she care about my problem? Besides...Who’d want to adopt me?”
Before Coin could answer, Rolly turned around and pointed out his cutie mark. It looked like someone tried to erase it; all Coin could make out were some bubble-like marks behind some kind of cross-hatching pattern.
“I don’t even have a full cutie mark yet,” Rolly said, dejected.
“Wait, wha?” Coin said, looking it over. “Cutie Mark?”
Rolly blinked, a bit confused, “You didn’t know? They’re symbols that signify our talents. When we feel strongly about something we wish to do, it’s suppose to appear on our flanks.”
“Oooh, I see,” Coin noted. “I was wondering about that. But what do you mean yours isn’t ‘full?’”
“Just as I said, it just..Appeared one day. But I don’t know any talents of mine that would form it. Mother Katsidy looked it over and told me the details. It’s rare, but sometimes the Cutie Mark doesn’t fully form, it’s an Incomplete Cutie Mark. The worst part is there’s no cure or treatment for it. Cutie Marks are a part of who you are, so if there’s anything wrong...Then the fault lies with me.”
Coin stared at the mark in silence after hearing this, the realization coming over him. “No wonder he’s so...anxious.” Coin thought to himself. “If they’re that big a deal, I guess he figures it’s the reason he’s not adopted yet. If that’s the case…”
Coin smiled and spoke aloud. “Then..maybe traveling with me might be good for you after all!”
Rolly perked at that “F-For real? You mean it?”
“Yeah! There’s gotta be some talent locked away within you, right?”
Rolly smiled (with a squee) again and clapped his hooves together. “You’re right, I wouldn’t have a Cutie Mark if I had no talent!” Rolly then turned and looked at the star. “If only I could just wish for it to appear…”
“Yeah, about that...If we’re gonna be traveling together, we can’t abuse that star’s power, dude.” Coin explained as he turned Rolly back to face him. “We don’t even know if it’s good for one wish or several.To to mention, the last thing we want is for it to fall into the wrong hands...er hooves.”
Rolly’s smile vanished once again. “...I suppose you’re right,” Rolly sighed. “What’s more...I couldn’t take my eyes off it, I just kept caressing it and talking to it like it was a baby foal or something.” Rolly shuddered. “Maybe we should just forget about the star, Coin.”
“Are you kidding me? This isn’t every day this happens, and that Princess Twilight will probably know more about this than we ever will. Besides, if that star could do that to you, I can only imagine what one of the orphans or clergy would do if they manage to find this crawlspace.” Coin shuddered at the possibility of Mother Katsidy getting her hands on the star. He actually had considered telling her about it after remembering her meeting with Sister Brim, but fatigue from the day’s chores and seeing Rolly’s actions now quickly made him drop that idea.
“I guess so. Still…” Rolly looked around his room and gathered up a few blankets. “I’d rather not be entranced by that light again. It’s scary…” He then started to wrap the star in them.
“Whatever works, I--” Coin was stopped mid-sentence as he noticed a blur fly by the window. “...What was that?”
“What was what?” Rolly finished tucking the blankets around the star, wrapping the result into a nice package. Just as he finished, the moonlight went dim for a moment, as a shape flew into its path. “What the…”
Coin looked out the window, but whatever it was there vanished. He quickly closed the “window” keeping an eye out all the while. “...Somepony or something was flying around the place just now.”
Rolly rubbed his chin and then said, “You know, I saw something like that after you knocked me over...I thought it was just a trick of the light, but…”
“Let’s not worry about it, for now we gotta keep this thing well-hidden from everypony else,” Coin suggested.
“You’re right. We’ll just keep it up here for now.” Rolly stuffed the star back under the pillows again. “Mmm…I think it’s pretty safe to say we need to keep this between us.”
“Agreed.” Coin nodded and they both shook on it to seal the deal before they both yawned. “All that excitement tired me out. Let’s go back to bed.”
“Yeah...And let’s not get caught this time,” Rolly said with a grin.
“Pfft, you don’t get caught.” Coin chuckled “I made it here by myself through the new security.”
“Pure luck, I can make it back to our beds blindfolded!”
“Wanna stealth race, pal?” Coin grinned
“You’re on!” Rolly replied eagerly.
And the two made their way back as quickly yet quietly as they could.
On a distant rooftop, a pegasus landed. He wore rugged travel gear, and his Cutie Mark was that of a dragonfly. Staring off at the orphanage in the distance, he produced a familiar-looking golden eyeball from the folds of his clothing and pressed a button. The device displayed a magical holographic image of the scene he just witnessed...A pony and a dragon fighting over what appeared to be a star.
“A star...Well well well, Luna seems to be smiling on me this night.” the pony mumbled. “The boss’ll wanna know about this…” He took off into the sky again, landing in a dark alley close to an abandoned house. At the back of said alley, was a cellar door. The pony knocked a select few times on the door, and it popped open, letting the pony descend into the room below.
The cellar was converted into a base camp of sorts, ponies of various ages, genders and species, all rugged and itching for some action, talked and interacted with each other as if they lived in this place for years. One of them even greeted the visitor as he walked to the back of the basement.
"Oy Dragonfly, Your back early! Wanna have a drink with us?"
“Sorry, can’t talk now, gotta report something to big bro,” the pegasus known Dragonfly said as he brandished the eyeball from earlier.
In the back, an older Earth Pony, sporting impressive facial hair, was fast asleep, while a female unicorn was sitting next to him reading a book. Dragonfly nudged the elder pony awake. “Sassafrass and gumbo...Huh?”
“I’m back, boss!” Dragonfly greeted.
The elder pony was not amused. “Please tell me you haven’t been stealing from the bakery again, I’m not hungry.”
“Oh no Padlock, I brought you something way more delicious than an eclair!” Dragonfly produced the eyeball again and displayed its holographic image.
The pony known as Padlock gasped, then smiled. “I knew these Golden Eyes were useful fer somethin’!” Padlock got to his feet, the covers of his bed slipping off of him and revealing his cutie mark (a padlock, who would have guessed).
On the subject of Cutie Marks, the female unicorn’s mark consisted of two crossed rods, glowing brightly in the darkness. She looked completely uninterested in her cohorts’ conversation, as she flipped through the pages of her book, Ancient Tales of Equestria, by Georgia Stone. “Can we sell it this time?” she commented as she started the next chapter in her book.
“If it’s real, then you bet we can, Glowstick!” Padlock exclaimed. “Do me a favor and round up the boys, we’re gonna start plannin’ our raid on the orphanage!”
The unicorn known as Glowstick sighed and closed her book. “Seriously? We gonna rob fillies and colts? Seems a bit beneath us don’tcha think?” But seeing Padlock’s annoyed expression, she rolled her eyes. ”Whatever,” she said in flat tone. “Anything to make this boring job interesting.”
“This’ll be anything but boring, trust me!” Padlock declared, and then gave a devious grin. “Once we pull this job off, the Locket Bandits will be back at the top of ‘Equestria’s Most Wanted’ list!”
(T.B.C)
Chapter 4: Delayed Departure
Author's Note
Sorry for the wait, guys. Artwork and personal matters have delayed the uploads. We should be getting pictures soon, including a cover art for the fic so keep a look out. That said, enjoy the fourth chapter!
Chapter 4: Delayed Departure
Chapter 4: Delayed Departure
Morning soon came over the Ponies of Mercy orphanage and the sound of the rooster signaled the wake up call for the residents. Everyone was soon up and at it: washing faces, brushing teeth, grooming and what not. Soon the kids piled into the cafeteria where the menu showcased pancakes as the day’s starting delicacy. Coin and Rolly yawned as they got their share and headed to a table to chow down.
”Alright so, I was thinking.” Coin started as he wolfed down a few flapjacks “...if were gonna do this thing, we need to be discreet.”
“Disbeept?” Rolly echoed with a full mouth.
“Uh...yeah,” Coin commented, frowning a bit before he continued “We can’t let the sisters know about this. They’ll never let us leave otherwise. And no telling the other kids either, most of these guys can’t keep a secret and next thing we know they’ll either alert the clergy or we’ll have a mess of runaways with us.”
Rolly swallowed his food. “Ah, good call. Three’s a crowd and all, right?”
“Right.” Coin nodded “Although...considering I just got here, I don’t want to leave right away.” He looked over on the wall to the calendar “Let’s see, it’s the middle of the week. So...I say we do it on that Saturday night. It’ll give us time to gather what we need, plan where to go and...Y’know least spend some time with the others.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Rolly smiled
“What plan?”
The two jumped and turned to see a young light yellowish filly in a blue dress and a red mane and tail. Her cutie mark was a cat with flowers around it. “Are you plotting something again, Rolly? And dragging the new kid into it?”
“Uh no! No! Of course not Clair” Rolly quickly denied “We…”
“Clem.”
“Huh?” Rolly blinked.
“Call me Clem. I’m getting tired of being confused for that pony with the pastry symbol.” She puffed her cheeks in frustration. “He wouldn’t let us call him Eclair though, so…”
“Ah well,” Rolly sweatdropped “I guess that’s fair enough, um...Clem. In any case, no we’re just uh…”
“Planning what to do when free time comes after chores.” Coin grinned “I...uh...was...wondering where I could get some clothes for myself.”
Clem tilted her head “Really? You’re interested in clothes? You don’t seem the fashion type.”
“Yeeeesss?” Coin said grinning, looking to Rolly who just shrugged
Clem narrowed her eyes at him, apparently seeing though his fib before she smiled.
“Neat! I like clothes myself. I even made this dress with Sister Katsidy’s help” She twirled around a bit to show it off. “I was thinking of making some new clothes too; if you want a new outfit I can make one for you.”
“Uh...” Coin stammered, not sure what to say. But upon looking into her big blue eyes, his heart wouldn’t let him deny her. “...Heh sure, why not.”
“Yay!” Clem cheered then wrapped her tail around his arm and pulled him forward. “C’mon, we’ll go to Sister Brim and get your measurements. Oh, maybe you can help model some other clothes for us too!”
“H-Hey wait, what about my pancakes!” Coin protested, but his cries went unheard as Clem led him away.
“Don’t worry, dude! I’ll make sure they don’t go to waste,” Rolly waved before plopping the remaining flapjacks onto his plate and licked his lips. “Welcome to Om Nom Nom-ville!”
The next few days were abuzz with activity for the pair as they found themselves multitasking in the days and nights. During the waking hours, they had their usual studies, chores and, in Coin’s case, modeling for clothing, as well as playing around with the other orphans when they were able. At night, particularly before bedtimes, they started grabbing supplies around the building for what they would need for the journey and storing it away in backpacks. Blankets, bottles for water, survival training books, spare food, even a compass just to be on the safe side. It was agreed that Rolly would carry most of the weight since he was obviously stronger while Coin would handle navigating, inventory and monetary matters.
Admittedly, the two were anxious as the days crept closer to the deadline. After all, if they were found out, they would no doubt get an earful from Sister Katsidy, be put on punishment and would have the clergy watching their every move to make sure they don’t pull another stunt like that again. However, if they succeeded in leaving undetected, they were on their own. No supervision but also no guide as well, having to trust their own wits through their excursion. Not helping matters was the fact the train station was on the other side of town, so they really had to hoof it to reach the platform before morning and board before the sisters discovered they were missing.
And even if they did reach this Twilight Princess, they was no guarantee she could help them. It was pretty much a shot in the dark at best and a tremendous risk at worst, with the threat of being stranded hanging over their heads. ‘Twas bad enough being orphans but being homeless wasn’t something that was very appealing either.
And yet...something was urging Coin on, he couldn’t explain it but he felt as if a force was telling him it’ll be alright long as he tried. Besides, it wasn’t as if he was alone, Rolly was gonna be with him the whole way, so at the very least they’d have each other. This helped ease the tension a bit as they continued preparations.
On the night before the eve of their departure, the two headed into their hidey-hole early after making sure they had done their chores quickly. Taking the precious few minutes to relax, as they did Rolly couldn’t help but notice that Coin had brought a notepad with him and was drawing something on it.
“Hmm, taking up art?” Rolly asked
“Nah, I…” Coin paused, in a bit of thought before asking, “Do… dragons get cutie marks?”
Rolly blinked a bit before chuckling that went into laughter.
“I’ll take that as a ‘no’ then,” Coin sarcastically noted.
“Ah sorry sorry,” Rolly apologized as he wiped a tear out of his eye. “Just the thought of you with a mark on your rump...Pfffft--” He started to go into another fit of giggles before Coin whacked him with one of the pillows. This didn’t stop him completely but it managed to get Rolly to regain his composure. “All right, all right... -ahem- far as I know, only ponies get Cutie Marks.”
“Huh, why’s that?” Coin asked, curious but Rolly shrugged.
“Can’t really say for sure, dude. It’s just something that’s common in this world. Most reasons I know of is that the marks are linked to the ponies of this world. You heard about most of it when we were in study hall, right? How ponies are responsible for the changing of the weather and what not? Well, I think that’s because it also has to do how our talents respond to us. They help us thrive in what we do, so we can help out others around us and thus the whole world in general.” Rolly rubbed his head “Heh...confusing when I say it, I know.”
“Actually, that’s pretty profound there, my friend,” Coin complimented while nodding his head “Ugh, if I didn’t have this amnesia, I’d know about this sooner. I feel like such a dunce.”
Rolly patted his shoulder reassuringly. “It’ll come back eventually, I know it. Even if it doesn’t come back right away, this is the whole reason were undertaking this journey.”
Coin smiled at that. “Indeed, thanks!”
“No prob,” Rolly said, returning the expression. “Why did you want to know about cutie marks for, anyways?”
“Well.. Brim and Clem said they’re nearly done with some clothing for me and asked if I wanted anything on it. I wanted to know because I wanted something extra, like...I guess a symbol So I’ve been sketching some ideas.”
“Oh really?” Rolly asked, now the curious one. “Whatcha got?”
Coin showed him the crudely done sketches of what he had, from lighting bolts to speed lines.
“Hmm?” Rolly looked the sketches over. “They’re not too bad, but nothing that really pops out at…” He stopped on one of the sketches. “Oooh, this one I like.”
“Really?” Coin asked, tilting the notebook a bit. “Hmm well yeah I guess it does have a bit of charm that suits me. But it’s...Missing something.”
The two pondered for a bit before Rolly perked up and grabbed the pencil, adding his own touch to the doodle. Coin’s face lit up upon seeing it, grinning to his equine friend.
“That’ll do it!”
The next day after the usual rounds of studies and chores, free time came once more. Coin reported to the clothing room which was filled with old clothing and fabric, with tables in the center bearing sewing machines. Sister Brim and Clem were already there getting things set up when they noticed him.
“Ah, Coin!” Brim smiled “You’re just in time, I need one more measurement and we’ll have your wears done by the evening.”
Clem giggled. “It’s the least we could do for you modeling our dresses.” She motioned to a wall which had photos of various orphans in hand-made clothing, in one section was of course him in some not so flattering outfits that were, needless to say, suited for his gender.
“Ehehe yeah...” Coin chuckled while sweatdropping. “D-Don’t mention it. But about the finishing touches..I decided what I wanted on my outfit.” He showed the sketch of his emblem to the two ponies. “Think you could put it on the backside in the center?”
Brim looked it over, rubbing her chin. “Doesn’t look too lewd, I suppose we could work it in. And you're sure about this? I’m not exactly a pony who changes things in the middle of something.” Her eyes suddenly lit up in a unnerving expression “So if you change your mind, so help me…”
“Ah n-no! I’m certain! I’m certain!” Coin quickly replied. “It’s what I want, please.”
Brim looked him over, then looked at the drawing again and smirked. “Get on the measuring stage,” she said as she cracked her neck, making audible popping sounds. “Let’s make some magic.”
Soon, Friday arrived, the eve of the adventure’s beginning. Coin and Rolly agreed that once the orphans were asleep, they would head to the hidey-hole, grab their stuff then exit through the roof via the tile window. There was a fire escape not far from where they were leaving, so as long as they didn’t slip off, they could work their way down to street level and proceed from there. Before that, they figured they might as well give their friends a good time, a sorta reverse send off, only without the occupants really knowing it.
They managed to coax Katsidy into throwing a celebration under the assumption that since Coin was memoryless, he had to have had a egg hatching day. So why not have a party on that day? Surprisingly, she was quick to agree with them and had the clergy prep the cafeteria for a party. Even Rolly was stumped it worked so well. As they helped with the set up however, they overheard Brim mumbling “Ugh anything for a party, that one.”
By afternoon the party was in full swing, they had cake and a variety of snacks, some games, some dancing and singing, the whole nine yards. Brim and Clem even used the occasion to give Coin a present, the completed and promised clothing. The kids all “ooh-ed” as they looked it over. A black hood jacket with some white trim at the bottom of it. cotton made one with the requested symbol in the back: A exclamation mark with wings on either side of it with the x-scared coin as the dot. In the back of it all with the faint outline of a star.
“A-Awesome!” Coin said dumbstruck as he tried it on. It fit like a glove, which, considering how long he had to stand while Brim and Clem got measurement, wasn’t all that surprising. Brim went to great lengths to make sure it fit his stature, The cotton likewise made very comfortable as well and it was tailored enough that it didn’t interfere with his tail either. After admiring it for a bit, Coin smiled at the two. “Thanks guys, I love it. I really do.” Brim smiled and nodded while Clem squealed and hugged Coin.
“Happy Egg-Hatching Day! You silly dragon!”
Coin just blushed as the rest of the kids giggled at the sight. The party continued and soon stretched into the early evening, though things started to wind down as the sun started to set. Coin found Rolly near the snack table around that time.
“So far, so good,” Coin whispered to Rolly. “Between this and cleaning, everyone will be good and tired. I’m gonna go load up some more food and move the bags to the fire escape. If there are any last minute things you wanna do, I suggest you do it.”
Rolly nodded as Coin headed off. He looked around and saw Clem talking with a few of the other orphans. “Last minute thing, huh? Well…” Rolly gulped, but he put on a determined face and made his way to Clem. “Uh C-Clem would...you uh...I’d l-like to..d-d-d…”
“Hmm?” Clem titled her head in curiosity. “To what?”
“D-Daaan…..” By this point his face was becoming red as tomato “Daaaaaang it! I can’t do it!” Rolly started to trot off when one of the orphans shook his cup too hard, causing the punch inside to splash on toward Clem. Seeing this, Rolly dove in front of it without thinking, causing him to slam into her by accident. They rolled around on the floor in a daze before finally stopping.
“Uhhh whoa...R-Rolly? You okay?” Clem asked after getting her bearings. “That was so brave of you, thanks!”
“T-Twas nothing!” Rolly muttered still trying to shake the stars out of his eyes. Clem helped with that...by giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Rolly’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates in response. “Waaaah?”
“Hehe, what? Doesn’t a hero deserve a reward?” Clem giggled.
Rolly likewise chuckled in kind before his eyes rolled back into his head, to which he fell to the floor with a thump, a happy expression on his face.
“Uh..Rolly?” Clem poked at him “Rooollly?...Oh dear.”
Meanwhile on the roof, Coin was getting the last of the supplies to the fire escape. “And that should...Do it. Whew, glad I’m not carrying all this stuff for the trip,” Coin stated as he stretched his back. “All that’s left is for everyone to go night-night and…”
Before he could finish that sentence, he noticed a rather large group of ponies hanging around the building. Normally this wouldn’t be anything unusual, but by sundown, most of the town’s residents were pretty much at their homes. What’s more, he didn’t even recognize any of them, they certainly weren’t clergy.
“Who the hay?” Coin moved to try and get a closer look at them.
It was then that Coin heard the clopping of hooves on the roof and looked up to see a few pegasi had landed on the building. Somehow, Coin had a feeling these ponies were bad news, judging by their gruff looks. He quickly ducked back indoors before the pegasi noticed him.
“Right, the others are in position,” Coin heard a rough voice say. “You boys know what to do. We’ll be starting the operation soon, wait for the signal.”
“Right, boss!” the other pegasi answered eagerly.
“O-Operation? ” Coin thought to himself “What’s going on?’
Down on street level, one particular pony was watching the building, biting into a hay burger as he did. Eventually, another pony came over to him.
“Ah, there you are! What the news?”
“Seems they’re having a party inside. Most of them are gathered in the cafeteria, but a few of the clergy are milling around in the halls.”
“Oooh, wonderful!” The figure grinned. “They did the work for us. Glowstick found the fuse box?”
The pony nodded. “We checked the place over up and down all week. Everypony’s raring to go. We’re just waiting on you, boss.”
The figure gobbled up the last of his burger and licked his lips before smiling in anticipation.
“Showtime!”
*BZZT!*
The lights in the building suddenly cut out all at once, much to the confusion of the occupants.
“Huh? D-did we party too much?” Clair asked aloud.
“No no, must’ve been a blown fuse.” Father Bell assured the kids. “Don’t worry ye young lads and lassies. We’ll pop over to the fuse box and get it up and running in no time.”
With that, he and a few clergy ponies were making their way to the electrical room.
“Still rather odd though,” Father Bell commented “The wiring in this place isn’t that bad.”
They soon neared the fusebox and were greeted with a green glow that blinded them on sight.
“The Tartarus?!” Bell yelped in surprise.
“Evening, gentleponies!” Glowstick replied “We’re what you call the neighborhood committee coming to file a complaint about the noise. So as you can see, it time for the party to end...” The glow in her horn intensified. “And time for lights out!”
Father Bell’s eyes widened as the realization hit him like a stack of bricks. “GET BACK LADS!”
*FWHOOSH*
The doors to the cafeteria room were suddenly kicked in as the Locket gang made their presence known to everyone there. Naturally, much screaming, yelling and panic erupted from the kids as the gang rounded them up like wild cattle. The unicorns among the bandits fired magic blasts into the air to make their point. A few of the clergy resisted as best they could, but it became obvious they were outnumbered and outmatched. Eventually, everyone was forced toward a wall with the gang surrounding them on all sides.
“Heh...Smooth as buttermilk,” Dragonfly grinned as Padlock made his way into the room. Katsidy glared daggers at him as he did so.
“You!” Katsidy hissed in defiance. “I heard you were in the area, but I never thought you stoop to such a low!”
“Oh relax,” Padlock chuckled. “Your little tykes are gonna be fine long as they behave themselves. I just needed the brats someplace where I can keep an eye on all of them.”
“What do you want?” Katsidy demanded.
“Nothing that concerns you. Although...This place has had a few objects I’ve been looking for recently. Objects that I’m sure aren’t of any value to you.” He pulled out the eye, to which Katsidy’s eyes widened upon seeing it, but she quickly composed herself.
“So it’s true, he does have it. But how did he...”
Katsidy’s train of thought was interrupted when Padlock produced the hologram from the device. “We were just gonna take your donations and be done with it, but this...Star thing has gotten me interested. Y’all know anything about it?”
“Star?” Katsidy echoed. “We have nothing of the sort here.”
“Is that a fact? Well, you won’t mind if me and my crew have a little look around, hmm?” Padlock asked then whistled to his cohorts, who nodded and got to work ransacking the place. “Hold them here. If any of them try to be a hero...Blast em!” Padlock told his cronies before heading off.
The henchponies grinned and chuckled evilly at that much to the kids’ horror. Katsidy and the sisters however held firm against their threats, staying in front of the orphans at all times.
“Uh wha…what’s going…?” Rolly asked as he recovered. “The hay?”
“Shhh.” Clem hushed before whispering “T-They’re bandits! They’re robbing us!”
“Bandits?!” Rolly nearly shouted but Clem put a hoof over his mouth. One of the bandits aimed his horn their way in response, giving a warning glare.
“O-Oh.” Rolly said in a more hushed tone before thinking “Oh man, this throws everything out of whack! What are Coin and me going to….wait? ” He looked around “Where is Coin?”
Meanwhile, the Locket bandits were scouring the building, trying to find their target prize while upturning beds, pulling out drawers, rummaging through closets and belongings, and just generally causing a huge mess while taking anything of value as well.
“Anything?” One of them called out.
“Nothing on this floor.” One of his comrades responded. “Let’s try the next!”
And thus they moved on; no sooner than they did, a unnoticed figure popped his head from a vent in the ceiling.
“Sheesh, thought they would never leave...” Coin muttered. “They’re all over the flippin’ place. If I didn’t have these claws I wouldn’t have been able to get around. Heh, guess being a dragon does have its benefits.”
Coin scaled along the ceiling and walls, trying to keep a wide berth of the bandits and staying out of sight when he could. “ I don’t get it, why’re they robbing us? We’re an orphanage, not a jewelry store. Doubt we have much money to give them and the other kids certainly don’t have anything they could want….unless...”
Against his better judgement, Coin made his way to where most of the the bandits we’re currently at in the next part of their raid. Sticking to the shadows, he listened in closely.
“No..no, no. Ugh, no!” Dragonfly groaned as he tossed some belongings aside. “That stupid eye said the star was here. Why couldn’t the dumb thing pinpoint the exact location?!”
One of the ponies shrugged. “You’re the one using it, we’re just following your lead, mid-boss.”
“Yeah yeah, well stop lollygagging around watching me complain and get back to it!” Dragonfly grumbled. “The last thing I want is something mucking up the works the longer we stay here...Oh, and one more thing, never call me ‘mid-boss’ again, I’m second in command, got it?”
“Now that’s just tempting fate,” One of the bandits chuckled, but Dragonfly’s glare made him jump. “Uh, r-right away, mid-bos-I MEAN, sir!” And thus they got back to work.
“I knew it! ” Coin thought as he nibbled on his thumb claw. “How did they know about the star? Only Rolly and me…” It was then he remembered the shadow that flew by on that particular night, then he looked back at Dragonfly. “That was him! He must’ve seen us with it! Then...This means this is all our fault! ” Coin rubbed his head. “Oh man, we lead them right to us! Argh, stupid stupid stupid! ”
As he was berating himself, Coin unconsciously punched the wall near him, which knocked over a vase on a nearby table. As you can imagine, the resulting shattering alerted the bandits.
“What was that?!” Dragonfly asked, perking up to full alert. “We should be the only ones on this floor. Boys, check it out!”
The henchponies nodded and headed off.
“Uh oh...” Coin quickly made himself scarce, running down the hall. “Can’t climb on the walls now, they’ll see me for sure!” He heard the rumble of hooves behind him starting to get closer. “Gotta hide!” He ducked into a hallway, but skidded to halt when he saw there was another group of shadows coming his way. “Oh, are you KIDDING me?!” The sound of the pursuers was closing in fast behind him and there was no door to duck into.
“HEY!” One of the henchponies yelled out as they rounded the corner…
“”Hey” what?”
...Only to find their fellow bandits on the opposite end of the hall. The one that called out to him blinked “Uh…Did you...Find what we’re looking for?”
“No, that’s why we were coming to you lot. I take it you’re not having any luck either?”
The pony shook his head. “I think Dragonfly’s losing it. Made us think somepony was out on the halls other than you guys. In any case, there’s nothing here. Let’s get Dragonfly and continue on.” The other henchponies nodded and head off, unaware of the slightly pried open window not far from them. Outside, Coin hung on the ledge outside. Unlike indoors however, his claws were having a hard time keeping a grip on the concrete.
“Not one of my better ideas...But it beats skulking around indoors.” Coin leaped to a lower window and looked inside. Seeing no one, he used his claws to pry the window open as he had before and slipped in. “Whew, too...OOF!”
Coin found he had tripped over something wide as he fell in. “The hay?” Looking back, his eyes widened as he spotted the familiar body. “Father Bell!”
Indeed it was Father Bell, as well as the clergy ponies with him. Father Bell looked a little bruised but otherwise not too badly hurt. Coin ran over and shook him vigorously. “C’mon! C’mon, wake up!”
Bell seemed unresponsive at first but eventually he groaned and opened his eyes. “Ugh, my head. Feel like I’ve been hit by a rockslide, I have. I’m not on the Pie rock farm by any chance, am I?”
“Uh no, still at the orphanage,” Coin told Bell, looking him over. Coin could also see that the ponies were all tied up. “I take it the bandits jumped you?”
“Bandits?...Oh aye!” Bell growled. “A little filly in the control room blindsided us! I shielded me lads the best I could. That’s the last thing I could remember, anyway. W-What’s going on?”
“Looks like we’re being raided,” Coin told him. “They’re um…Looking for something but I don’t know what. From the sounds of it, they’re holding the others hostage in the cafeteria.”
“Those brutes!” Father Bell seethed. “No one messes with my flock and gets away with it!” He tried to get up, but soon realized he was still tied up. “Er...Think you can help with the ropes, lad?”
“Heh” Coin grinned, gearing up his claws. “Ask and ye shall receive!”
“SERIOUSLY?! NOTHING YET?!” Padlock bellowed to his crew. “How hard is it to find a stinking star in this place?! It’s not like it’s blending into the walls!”
“We’ve nearly turned this place inside out,” Dragonfly reported. “Good chance it might have been moved.”
“Hmm you don’t think that Wuv-Cat might have hidden it?” Glowstick suggested.
“Most likely…” Padlock rubbed his chin. “I was hoping it wasn’t coming to this, but we’re getting nowhere and we don’t have all night. C’mon!”
Padlock headed back to the cafeteria, and pointed at Mother Katsidy. “You!”
Noting this, Katsidy stepped forward, eerily calm and composed. “Yes?”
“I’m going to ask you one more time.” Padlock growled “Where...is...the dang...Star?”
“I’m sorry to say I don’t know what you mean let alone know where it is.” Katsidy answered. “If I did, I would gladly hand it over. All I can do is ask that whatever transgressions you have, you take it up with me, leave the children out of this. They have enough to worry about.”
“Admirable…” Padlock stated. “...And seeing as you’re a nun you wouldn't have reason to lie either. But...At the same time I’m having trouble believing you. Maybe you don’t really know, if that is the case maybe your fellow sisters might. Or…” He turned his gaze to the kids. “Maybe one of the brats is keeping it from you. If that’s the case…” The unicorns holding the group hostage charged their magic. “I guess we’ll have to do some...interrogating.”
The kids started to panic upon hearing that. However, before Padlock could give an order, a black and white blur zipped in front of him!
*POW!*
“GAH!” Padlock yelped as he was knocked back across the room. “Ugh..the Tartarus?!”
It was then he saw Katsidy, holding her arms out to her side in a fighting pose.
“I gave you fair warning.” Katsidy hissed angrily. “You seem to be under the impression that as a nun, I’m all about love and peace. While that may be true, I’m afraid the title of the place is a bit misleading. Celestia gives mercy…” It was then the rest of the sisters likewise join in standing with her, ready to fight “...We don’t! ”
(T.B.C)
Chapter 5: Fights and Flights
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