A Plan For Diamond Dogs

Everypony expects the worst of us Diamond Dogs, all we want is gems, gems, and more gems. They think we'd even go as far as kidnapping again just to receive more. Well, I honestly can't say there wrong. Us Diamond Dogs usually have a straight-fire plan to get more gems. There's Plan A, which is our basic job. We have to dig until our arms bleed to find a gem. And it's hard if you can't see where the gems are.

So, there's Plan B. Kidnap Rarity.

Ok, yes, that sounds drastic, but, when we first got that whiny, white unicorn, she did show us where gems were. And I'd never even thought to look there! Unfortunately, her friends came and rescued her before we could get anymore.

Now, she follows us more, letting us use her powers to get more gems, but she leaves an hour after she came.

But, why am I still dwelling on her first visit? That was a year ago. I really should continue with my life. My same, old, boring, life. I sigh as I reach my spot on the floor and I start digging. My neighbor appears seconds later. Wags isn't much of a talker, but, I feel the need to rant, so, I strike up a conversation with him.

"Hi, Wags."

He looks at me for a split second, still digging, then looks back at the wall, while grunting back a small reply.

"So, Wags, I heard that you won a prize, or something?"

He shook his head. "Sister did."

"Oh, your sister's staying with you?"

He shook his head again.

"Wha--never mind. Hey, could I talk to you about something?"

"I thought you already were." He said. A person next to him went to a different digging station, so he moved over, giving each us us twice as much room.

I gave a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, well, about that..." I paused, scratching the back of my head with a meaty hand. Suddenly, ranting didn't seem like such a great idea. "Well, I want to talk about something different."

Wags just grunted again. I took that as a "keep going" and continued talking.

"See, I just realized, I mean, do you like your life?"

"Sure."

"But...dosent it get boring after a while?"

Wags paused a moment. "Nah." He said.

I stiffened, paused, and looked at him. "Really?"

"Sure. Diggin's fun. Who would ever get bored of it?"

"Uh..."

"And them unicorns really do come in handy sometimes."

"Yeah, about that..."

"Plus, I hear we'll be getting a new extension soon!"

"I-wait, what? We barley made a dent in the caves we have now!"

"Yeah, I know. Isn't dit great?"

I realized that it was no use trying to argue my facts to Wags, or any other Diamond Dog for that matter. I lowered my head and ears and let out a heavy sigh. "Yup, it's great alright."

Wags had already moved on, concentrating on digging. We both heard a chink as his shovel hit something hard. Gasping, I looked over to see what gem he'd found. I guess he was thinking I was trying to steal it, because he shoved me aside and pried the blood red gem out from the dirt.

I landed with a hard thud on my back, but wasn't in any pain. The gem he pulled up seemed to hit a torch light just right, because it glowed. It took my breath away.

I got on my knees and crawled forward towards the gem. Wags, seeing me, kicked me in the face, sending me sprawling backwards. I didn't try to fight him, knowing I would loose instantly. Other people tried to pig-pile Wags, but it was no use.

With one arm protectively cradling his new-found gem, he fought the others off with ease. Some people almost landed on top of me, unconcerned that they nearly killed me, and went back to try to get the fire ruby.

At one point, Wags set his gem down so he had a better advantage. I didn't notice until a bit later. No one else saw the gem laying inches away from the pile, and I was about to grab it, when I heard the announcement.

Bruce, come to the surface immediately. Rover would like to talk to you. Again, Bruce, come to the main surface immediately. Rover would like to talk to you.

I grabbed the fire ruby and fled quickly to the surface, knowing I'd probably be dead as soon as I returned.

"It was such a good idea to hide cameras in their coats!" Spot cheered, watching the fuzzy surveillance. Fido was napping nearby, having been up all night and placing cameras he could crush in two workers outfits, owned by Wags and Bruce.

The screen was spit in half, one side having Wags camera, the others having Bruce's. "Yeah, well, about that..." Bruce was saying on Wag's camera, scratching behind his head. Rover sat back in the chair, interested. He had wanted to place tiny cameras in every workers outfit. However, he had to do a test first. He chose the names "Wags" and "Bruce" at random.

Spot and him heard a stiff grunt from Wags, and Rover was clearly mad that he didn't hear anything before the grunt. Spot noticed this and cautiously backed up a good five steps.

"See, I just realized, I mean, do you like your life?"

"Sure."

"But...dosent it get boring after a while?"

Wags paused a moment.* "Nah." *He said.

*Bruce stiffened, paused, and looked at him. "Really?"*

"Sure. Diggin's fun. Who would ever get bored of it?"

"Somethings out of line here..." Rover said, leaning forward. "Bring Bruce to me. Now."

Spot saluted, then stumbled with the microphone. It took him a couple minutes to get Fido out of the way so he could plug the mic in. As soon as he announced for Bruce to come up, Rover noticed something.

On the camera, Bruce hesitated before a large fire ruby. He then leaned in, snatched it, and ran up towards surface.

"Oh, Bruce..." Rover mumbled. "A bribe won't help you this time."