The King Mob of Manehattan

I sat at my desk as a golden pony stood in front of me. We sat in silence as he is looking over the payments. I broke the silence with a cough. He looks up. "Where's the money? I'm a stallion of my word," I said. He nods and gets out his briefcase and opens it. The bits were in rows, almost like the paper bills on Earth. My friend, Bullet Count, standing next to me had puppy Le the shape of dollar signs. I smirked. "Alright, it seems to be in order, rather bigger than I thought, but I'm not complaining," I said. The pony nods and smiles. I brought out the crates after making sure the money was real. The stallions smiled at everything, from rocket launchers to grenades. Kind of scary what he could do. Of course, I put ammo in it all, for extra charge. After we both got what we wanted, he left and me and Bullet Count did a little dance. "Yes! Another successful deal!" I said. So far, we had a great amount of bits, enough to actually upgrade the warehouse to be an actual building. We have electricity and better plumbing.

"It has been so great since we could upgrade this place! I hope we can make the walls stronger!" He said. I nodded in agreement before yawning.

"You know, we need some more Intel, local bars aren't cutting it anymore," I said. Bullet Count nods in agreement. He looks at his watch before groaning.

"Well, we need our sleep so go on home, I'll try to figure something out. Or I'll have some time with Ruby. I don't know which. We said our good nights before walking off. As I was walking, a mare runs into me rather dramatically.

"Oof, watch where-" she pauses seeing my new suit. It was red with a yellow t-shirt underneath, and my wings had brown leather gloves and my dark red fedora was still the same. Since I had recently worked out, my chest actually got a little bigger. The mare smiles deviously. "Watch where you're putting your money, because you won't have any for me," she said. I stood for a second.

"What?" I ask. She chuckles. She trots a little, her tail touching my chin, making me blush madly.

"Well, let's just say I can make you have a good time, if you know what I mean," she said. I sighed as I figured out what's going on.

"No," I said. I start trotting off before she slides in front of me.

"Are you sure? You just seem so lonely," she says.

"And you're desperate," I said deadpanned. I trot off again before she gallops in front of me.

"Please walk me home then, because a mare like me can get into some dangerous-"

"Let me stop you right there," I said. "I just want to go home, and I don't want to be intruded. Also, I don't really care," I said. I start trotting again, now mad. I look behind me to see the mare's ears go down sadly, trotting slowly and depressingly while using crocodile tears. I sighed as she then apparently follows me. I finally stopped. "Fine, I'll take you home, but any funny business will be the end of it," I said. She nods. As we are walking, she kept looking at me. I think she knows something's off. Then she starts to shake, looking at what's under my wing. A silencer pistol. She looks forward as she probably just realized what she got into.

"Are you a cop?" She asks. I shake my head.

"No, but the cops try to look for me," I said jokingly. I see the color on her face drain. "Don't worry, I only shoot if I have a good reason," I said. She seemed to calm down thanks to that. I had an idea. "So, you're desperate for money?" I ask. She quickly shakes her head, scared. "Too bad, I wanted to pay someone to get some Intel and news. Maybe the occasional poisoning," I said. She looks at me surprised. "The last bit is on decision," I said. The mare looks down at the road as we trot. As we came near her house she gives me a card.

"It's a business card, call if you need us," she said. She looks at my chest and pokes it. "Even for some other desires," she tries to say seductively. I sat flustered as she walks into her house, giving me a wink. I pulled my hat down to cover my face as I walked back home.