Doctor Daybreak and the Stupidly Elaborate Revenge Scheme

“Are you sure that this is necessary, Daybreak?” Tempest asked with a gulp, as the cute little palomino led him down a dark corridor.

“You know that they say that the catacombs under the city are haunted, right?” added Who, drawing his wings in around himself and glancing around in the gloom.

“Yeah, well, you guys distracted me so that someone could steal the tape, so you’re coming with me.” Daybreak scoffed, silently cursing herself as she struggled to walk in a straight line.

The events of that morning had left her legs sore and unresponsive, and she had to walk gingerly to keep her ass from stinging like crazy. At least the worst of the soreness was gone, replaced by numbness and an afterglow that Daybreak struggled to hide from her three partners. After all, she was meant to be telling them off for this.

“And how exactly is hanging around down here going to help anything?” Hazelnut complained, as Daybreak led them down yet another tunnel, using her magic to light the way.

“Obviously she’s gonna leave us in here, dumbass,” Tempest said, nudging his friend. “She’s gonna take us down into some weird dark tunnel and ditch us there.”

“Wow, you guys are so pessimistic,” Daybreak piped up. “If I wanted straight revenge for you guys coming in and domming me, I’d have all three of you wrapped around my finger by day’s end. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna leave you, but you are gonna have to help me with something.”

“Is...is this legal?” Who asked, hugging himself a little as they came to a large pair of oak double doors.

“Er…” Daybreak said slowly, hesitating. “I mean, it’s not strictly legal, but neither’s finding a mare all tied up in her bedroom and gangbanging her, so I mean…”

“Excuse you, but considering how we heard you whimpering and whining about how much you liked being hammered, somehow I don’t see you suing us over this morning,” Tempest scoffed, crossing his arms.

“Well, okay, you’ve got me there…” Daybreak trailed off, scratching the back of her head as she pulled the doors open with her magic, “but you’re still gonna help me, otherwise I’m so gonna tell the Commander on you guys, got it?”

“All right, fine,” Hazelnut huffed. “No need to get your knickers in a twist and go getting us in trouble over a bit of fun, okay? You still haven’t explained why the hell we’re down here.”

As the doors swung open, the three stallions dropped their jaws at the chamber beyond. What had once been a particularly impressive underground chamber had been wired up and floodlit, showing off the dank stone walls, various old doors and corridors that branched off from the central octagonal chamber. This room looked easily big enough to hold all sorts of machines and little goodies.

Interestingly, however, someone had left a huge pile of junk metal and spare parts in a huge pile in the middle of the room, towering all the way to the ceiling. That, and the little coat rack near the door, was the only real furniture to be seen.

Daybreak strode into the room, picking a white lab coat off of the rack and pulling it on while the stallions took in the view. She struggled briefly with the buttons, huffing and grunting as she tried to get her tits to cooperate with the comparatively small coat, before finally giving up and leaving the top three buttons undone.

“What… is all of this?” Tempest asked, taking a tentative step into the chamber.

“This is how you big lunks are going to say sorry!” Daybreak crooned, taking a seat on the pile of junk and tapping her fingers together. “See, I’ve got big plans, but I need minions to make them happen. Wanna be my minions?”

The stallions hesitated, glancing at one another nervously as Daybreak watched them with raised eyebrows.

“Er...what do we do, exactly?” Who asked. “Do we have to get beaten up by a superhero, or…?”

“Oh, please,” Daybreak replied patiently. “Everyone knows that there’s no such thing as a superhero. You’re just gonna help me steal one iddy-bitty thing, and then you guys can get off scot-free, okay?”

“If this is about getting a date with Meteor, then forget it,” Tempest said dully. “Even we can’t help you achieve the impossible, okay hun?”

“Wow, that was a low blow,” Daybreak said, crossing her arms under her breasts. “No, sweetie. I’m after something even sweeter than Meteor, thank you very much. Just for that, you’re the one who’s gonna be in charge of going out and finding a mechanic to put all of this junk together.”

“Where the hell am I gonna find a mechanic?” Tempest asked, ears flopping down. “You told us that we’re gonna steal one little thing and now you’re expecting me to kidnap someone?”

“It’s not kidnapping, moron! It’s just...you know...forcible employment!”

"That sounds an awful lot like kidnapping..." Who put in.

"And you know what you sound like?" Daybreak asked bitterly. "A pony who's gonna get his ass reported to the Commander if he doesn't fall in line. Besides, what if I offered an extra special reward for helping me out?"

"Not to rain on your parade, sweetheart, but we all already had a go on you,” Hazelnut retorted, sitting down in a corner.

“Not me, you idiots!” Daybreak growled, getting to her feet again. “You got the drop on me when I was vulnerable, okay? That wasn’t even fair! No, the reward you guys get is gonna be much more...adorable…”

* * *

Jade Shine jogged down the street, totally unaware of the rather ominous foreshadowing. She carried a broken combination wrench in her hand, humming to herself and wagging her bushy blue tail from side to side as she enjoyed the Canterlot sunshine.

Jade had dressed up a little differently than normal for the hot weather, wearing a pair of light blue short-shorts that at least kept her black legs cool, along with a little grey tank top that did its level best to flatter her tiny breasts. Around her midsection, she wore a toolbelt-cum-wing harness, keeping the little pegasus’s unused wings firmly strapped to her back.

It wasn’t very often that she came into the city centre, but this was a particularly special job, and that wrench had given up on her at the worst possible time. She had a big commission to finish for someone, and there wasn’t an awful lot of time left before the deadline. As luck would have it, there was only one place in all of Canterlot that sold replacement wrenches…

Jade made her way daintily into Anchor Bolt’s Tool Emporium, a blessedly shady little shop just off Mane Street, and her eyes lit up as if she’d just walked right into a candy store. The store was packed end to end with tools, planks of wood, spirit levels, screws, nuts and bolts, and for just a moment Jade considered grabbing everything she could carry and running for it, but she composed herself and took a few deep breaths. Taking her broken wrench in hand, she started the search for a replacement, trying to keep herself from getting suckered in by the other goodies on display.

Finally, she fished out the perfect replacement, approaching the gruff stallion behind the counter with a hopeful little smile and setting it down in front of him. She beamed up at him, wagging her tail as he rang up her purchase.

“That’ll be ten bits,” he grumbled.

Jade fished around in her pockets, still wagging her tail hopefully as she searched. When all that came up was lint and a few spare bolts, her face fell slightly and she looked up at the clerk once again.

“Er...oops,” she squeaked.

Damn, I knew there was a reason I was desperate to get this job done. Whatsa’s gonna kill me…

“Oops?” the clerk sneered. “‘Oops’ doesn’t buy you combination wrenches, girlie. You gonna pay up or what?”

“I...don’t exactly have…” Jade stammered, wringing her hands as her tail hung limply between her legs. “Erm...can we work something out?”

Jade cringed as the words left her mouth, as she realised that this sounded exactly like the setup for some terrible porno.

“No, you bloody can’t,” the clerk scoffed. “Go on, get outta here, already! I’ve got paying customers, you dumb bint! Come back with some bits or not at all!”

Jade turned and stalked out of the shop, dejected. She bit her lip as panic began to set in, feeling tears well up in her eyes. There was no way that she could finish the job without that wrench, and no way for her to get that wrench without finishing the job. It wasn’t likely that the poor little pegasus could simply beg for bits, and she wasn’t quite desperate enough to whore herself out...not yet, anyway.

“Oh Celestia,” she sighed. “I need a miracle…”

* * *

Hazelnut and Who huffed as they walked down Mane Street together, exchanging nervous glances.

“A mechanic?” Hazelnut groaned. “How the hell are we supposed to find someone who can put machines together? We can’t exactly stop everyone who passes by and ask them, right?”

“What if we made an announcement and just asked everyone who knows about this sort of stuff to come forward?” Who suggested.

“No, you idiot! Daybreak said that it has to be done discreetly!” Hazelnut scolded. “We just need to...I dunno...find a pony who’s leaking mechanic out of every pore and looks so perfect for the job that we’ll know at first glance!”

Who regarded him with a disappointed glare for a while, before looking back at the street.

“I told you not to watch all of those Disneigh movies about true love at first sight,” he said grumpily. “So let me get this straight. You wanna just wander on down the street and hope that we run into someone who just so happens to fit the description we’re after?”

When Hazelnut stared blankly at him, Who sighed and shoved his friend away.

“You are pathetic! What the hell...are...the...odds...of...th...that…”

He fell strangely silent as the two stallions came to a standstill. They both stood, fixated on one pony a little further down the road. As luck would have it, she exuded mechanic out of every pore, with that big elaborate toolbelt and a conspicuous tank top with “I’ll fix your wagon” printed across it.

Jade froze, looking them both up and down in return as she felt the fur on the back of her neck prick up. There was something about the way they stared at her that made her legs quake, and she clasped her hands together and went wide-eyed as they took a purposeful step towards her.

Jade stepped back.

The stallions picked up the pace just a little, exchanging slightly excited glances as they approached her, and Jade turned tail and fled back into the side street.

Oh god please no not this I didn’t even do anything what do they want with me please somepony save me… Jade thought, panting like crazy as she sprinted down the twisting urban street.

Confused ponies darted out of the way as the little pegasus tore past them, closely pursued by the two desperate stallions. Jade tried to pick up speed, but there was just enough clutter and foot traffic to make it unfeasible. Even more horrifyingly, the two stallions both had wings that they could use,  whereas Jade was...flightless by choice.

In a moment of weakness, she looked back at her pursuers to see if she’d lost them, and let out a tiny breathless squeak as her lungs burned. They were practically right on top of her, and she’d neglected to watch where she was going. Jade grunted as she smacked headlong into a cart, winding herself and collapsing into a crumpled heap on the cobblestones.

Hazelnut and Who were on top of her in a second, rolling her onto her front and pulling her hands behind her back to slip the cuffs on her as if by force of habit. A few moments passed before they remembered that they were supposed to be offering her a job.

“Erm...how exactly are we supposed to do this?” Who asked, looking at Hazelnut uncertainly.

“I...dunno,” Hazelnut admitted, kneeling down on the struggling, whimpering pegasus to keep her pinned. “You watched all of the movies, smart guy! Wasn’t there a single one that showed you how you’re supposed to employ someone if you’re a minion?”

“Aren’t we supposed to knock her out or something?” Who suggested. “I’m pretty sure that that’s how this works. You’re supposed to knock them out and then they wake up in an inner sanctum or something. It stands to reason.”

Jade tried to say something, but all that came out of her mouth was a breathless wheeze. Poor winded pony couldn’t even beg to not get beaten up!

“Eh, you know, you were right about who to look for, so I’m gonna trust you on this one,” Hazelnut said with a shrug.

And with that, he socked Jade in the head and slung her over his back, carrying her off with his friend in tow. They still hadn’t quite worked out what Daybreak wanted a mechanic for, but it was probably important, right?

More pressingly, they hadn’t seen Tempest since they’d left the underground chamber, and Daybreak had been looking at him pretty savagely…