A Tricky Way to Earn Money

After an hour of sneaking, I reached the store. It was quiet that night. Cars would pass by frequently, so I had to be careful. The lights were on inside the building , like they normally do. (Wasteful jerks.) I pulled out my trusty hammer and tried to pry open the doors. They did not even budge.  After 10 minutes of trying to open the doors, I noticed a sticker on the window that had a security company's logo on it. "Damn." I said to myself. I did not know what to do. I already got this far, I was not going to bust open the windows and sound the alarm, and I was not willing to go back home empty handed.

"So, this is your job?" a voice from behind me said.

"Trixie?! What the hell are you doing here? You have to go back before someone sees you!" I shouted, not realizing how loud I was being.

"So you make money like this? By stealing from these 'jerks' you talk about?"

"Trixie...I can expl-"

"Trixie wants in."

"What?"

"Trixie says she wants to help you. After hearing what you told her, she wants to help you get revenge on those who crush your feelings."

"..."

"Let Trixie help."

"Well, I can't even go through the front doors without setting off the alarm. Unless I unlock it, but I have no lock pick, or a key."

"Please, let Trixie work her magic. Step aside, James."

I step to the side and watch her. She spots the lock and her horn starts to glow. The lock began to glow as well. I heard a few clicking noises, until her horn and the lock stops glowing and she turns to face me. "Done," she said. I stepped towards the double doors and they automatically open up like they would during business hours. Once again, Trixie stunned me with her abilities.

"What do you think?" Trixie asks me.

"..." was my response.

"James?"

"Welcome to the 'night shift', Trix," I joked.

She, for the first time, smiled from joy and followed me inside towards the registers. I was getting ready to pry them open, until I realized something: the cameras! I started to speed up, until I looked at the televisions from the ceiling that displayed the video feed. All they said was the words, "SIGNAL LOST,". I was about to question that, but I decided not to and started to calm down again. Since we were in a store, I decided to do some "shopping". I went through the aisles and picked up things that I normally do: bread, cheese, canned goods, baked goods in packages, etc.. After placing that in my duffel bag, I went back to the registers, to spot Trixie trying to work her magic on the change machines. The glass was glowing, as well as her horn. I was about to ask what she was doing, until the glass broke into dust. I ran towards her, and handed her the duffel bag. She used her magic to levitate large amounts of the change into the bag, while I threw in as much loose change and bills as I could grab. After that, we continued to the next, and did the same thing. This process continued for all 12 registers, and I will admit, the bag was getting pretty damn heavy. Especially with all of that metal. We checked to make sure that every register was clear of any and all money, and without thinking, we ran out of the store and into the shadows. I had to stop running from time to time because it weighed at least one hundred  pounds. When we returned back home, I set the bag on my couch and collapsed onto the floor out of sheer exhaustion. It was done.

"Hah...hah...we did it. Thanks for your help." I said, panting on the floor.

"Trixie thanks you too for letting her come along." Trixie said.

"I...never did...a robbery...like that...before."

"Shall we count our stolen prize and see how much it is worth?"

"Sure...in...the...morning...zzzzzzz."

That was the last thing I remember saying before I fell asleep. But, it safe to say that that night was the first time we committed theft together.