Done With Youby ShowShineChaptersWe’re DoneKicked OutTaken AwayOutside HelpA Spoiled PerspectiveWe’re DoneFilthy Rich sat in his office, reading over some papers. He picked up his pen with his mouth, writing something down. He spun around on his chair, looked at his calendar. He spun back around and pressed the intercom button on his desk. “Amethyst, can you please set my meeting with Fancy Pants for the twenty third.” Filthy Rich said into the intercom. From the other side of the intercom, the sound of a quill on paper. “Yes Mr Rich.” Amethyst Star answered. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the intercom and let out a sigh, leaning into his soft cushioned chair. He looked over to the clock on his wall to see that is was 2:45. He looked at his calendar again. It was filled to the brim with meetings and interviews. “When was the last time I took a break?” Filthy Rich asked himself. He pressed the intercom button, leaning in close to it. “Amethyst, take the rest of the day off, we’re closing for the day.” Filthy Rich said with a smile. Their was the sound of papers shuffling and a bag being unzipped. “Yes Mr Rich!” Amethyst Star exclaimed happy. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the button and chuckled to himself. He got out of his chair, stretching out a bit. He looked around his office to see that it was very neat, just how he liked it. “I’ll surprise Spoiled and Diamond Tiara. I’m never home this early.” Filthy Rich stated happily, walking out of his office. He had a large smile on his face, happy to see his family. Filthy Rich walked down a stone path, making his way home. He had bought a house on the outskirts of Ponyville so nopony could interrupt their peace and quiet. The closest house was a ten minute walk. “It’s great to be home.” Filthy Rich said to himself, standing in front of his door. He reached his hoof out to open the door, but froze when he heard faint yelling coming from inside. It sounded like Randolph and Spoiled arguing. Filthy Rich raised in eyebrow in confusion. Spoiled has yelled at Randolph before but he had never yelled back. Filthy Rich slowly opened the front door, peaking inside his house. The living room had books and magazines scattered all over the floor. A small wooden table had been flipped over to its side. A few feet from the table, there was a smashed glass and wine. “This place is a mess.” Filthy Rich muttered to himself, silently closing the front door behind him. He followed the sound of yelling, walking down the hallways of his large house. Their was the sound of crying and yelling from the kitchen. Filthy Rich’s slow walk turned into a light trot, concern washing over him. He walked into the kitchen, stopping at the entrance. Spoiled Rich stood in front of Randolph with a scowl on her face, which was red from anger. Randolph stood in a defensive pose, with a black eye and had a large bleeding cut on his cheek. Diamond Tiara laid under Randolph with a large bruise on her cheek and a bloody nose. Her tiara was broken into pieces and she sobbed into the floor, clinging onto her butlers leg. “Mrs Rich it was an accident, you’re taking this too far!” Randolph shouted. Spoiled stomped her hoof onto the tiled floor. “I’m not taking this too far in the slightest, she knocked over my wine glass! That was the expensive type too!” Spoiled responded angrily. “Spoiled?” Filthy Rich asked in disbelief. Spoiled and Randolph quickly turned around in surprise. Spoiled eyes darted around for a few moments before she ran over to Filthy Rich. “Honey, Randolph attacked me and is holding our dearest daughter hostage!” Spoiled exclaimed, wrapped her arms around her husband and leaning into his chest. Filthy Rich looked at Diamond Tiara who clung onto Randolphs leg. “Get out.” Filthy Rich stated in a cold voice. Spoiled gave a smug smile at Randolph. “You heard him, out!” Spoiled shouted, pointing out of the kitchen door. Randolphs ears flattened, and he slowly made his way to the door. “Not you Randolph, you’ve been a great help and you’ll be getting a raise.” Filthy Rich said. He turned to Spoiled, pushing her off of him. “You, get out!” Filthy Rich shouted, pointing out the kitchen door. Spoiled looked at him with wide, shocked eyes. “Me?! What did I do wrong? If anything it was Diamond Tiara who stepped out of line!” Spoiled shouted, pointing to her cowering daughter. “I don’t care what she did, you should never hit her. I can handle the abuse you do to me and I can handle you being a gold digger but you will never hit our daughter. Now I’m going to say it again. Get. OUT!” Filthy Rich shouted angrily, pointing to the door. Spoiled looked around in a panic, thinking of an excuse. She glared at Diamond Tiara and pointed her nose to the air, stomping out of the kitchen. “Fine, but you’ll be hearing from my lawyers if you’re thinking about kicking me out of my house!” She shouted, stomping out of the house. The sound of front door slamming shut shook the whole house. “Diamond Tiara, are you okay?” Filthy Rich asked in concern. Diamond Tiara ran over to him, jumping into his arms. “I accidentally knocked over her wine and she started to hit me and....” Diamond Tiara trailed off, sobbing into her fathers chest. Filthy Rich stroked his daughters mane, trying to calm her down. He reached over to the counter and grabbed a napkin. “Everything is going to be okay, I won’t let her hurt you again.” Filthy Rich stated, wiping the blood from Diamond Tiaras nose. “Randolph, go get yourself cleaned up. When you’re finished I’d like to speak with you.” Filthy Rich said. Randolph nodded his head, walking out of the kitchen. Filthy Rich wiped the tears off of Diamond Tiaras face. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Filthy Rich swept through the living room, cleaning it up. He had cleaned up the broken glass and picked up the turned over table. Diamond Tiara had gotten cleaned up, ate her favorite meal for dinner, and was sent to bed. “Mr Rich, that’s my job to clean, please sit down and let me do my job.” Randolph said, entering the living room. He had a bandage on his left cheek and an ice pack over his eye. Filthy Rich shook his head. “You’ve been through enough today, I just need to ask you some questions.” Filthy Rich stated. Randolph nodded his head and sat down in the couch. “How long has this been going on?” Filthy Rich asked. “Since she was a young filly. It started off small with just a little insults but since Ms Tiara stood up to Mrs Rich, she has been getting more violent. It’s never gotten this bad before. This is the first time she’s ever hit Ms Tiara.” Randolph explained. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “This has been going on for years?” Filthy Rich muttered in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I didn’t realize how much Spoiled was hurting her, I was so caught up in my work.” He said to himself. He shook his head. “From now on I’ll spend less time with work and more time with my family. I just need to start dealing with Spoiled.” Kicked OutFilthy Rich walked around his room, picking up various items like jewelry, mare’s clothing, and perfume. “Mr Rich, are you sure this is a good idea?” Randolph asked, holding up a garbage bag. Filthy Rich nodded his head, throwing out a pile of clothing. “I bought Spoiled these things and now she doesn’t deserve them.” Filthy Rich stated dryly as he threw out expensive bottles of perfume. Randolph gave a worried look. “Mr Rich, I think you should take a break. You’ve been up all night cleaning up Mrs Rich’s mess. You look exhausted.” Randolph said in concern. “I’m not going to sleep until I make sure Diamond Tiara is safe. I’m going to go out, of Spoiled comes hit her with a broom until she leaves.” Filthy Rich ordered. Randolph nodded his head and tied up the garbage bag. Filthy Rich handed Randolph a box of matches. “Take this out in the backyard and burn it.” He ordered. Randolph nodded his head and left the bedroom, dragging the heavy bag behind him. Filthy Rich let out a sigh and looked over at the clock on his wall. He had some work to do. Filthy Rich walked through town, getting stares from ponies. He looked like a mess, his mane was messy, his tie was uneven, and he had heavy bags under his eyes. He never looked messy in public. “Mr Rich, I’ve been looking all over for you.” A mares voice said. Filthy Rich turned around to see Amethyst Star walking next to him. “I showed up to work and you never showed up, is everything alright? You don’t look so good.” She asked. “I’ll explain later.” Filthy Rich said. Amethyst Star gave look of worry. “Where are you going?” She asked, wanting to know more of what had happened. Filthy Rich never acted like this. He was always cheerful, even during the worst days. “I’m going to Town Hall to get divorce papers.” He stated casually. Amethyst let out a gasp of surprise. “You’re divorcing Spoiled!?” She exclaimed in shock. A few ponies looked at them in confusion because of the sudden outburst. “Great, now the whole town knows.” Filthy Rich muttered. Amethyst’ ears flattened. “Let me make it up to you. I can help you get the papers while you get a little rest.” Amethyst Star suggested. Filthy Rich thought to himself for a moment. He had been up all night burning his ex wife’s stuff. “Thank you.” Filthy Rich said, stopping in his place. Amethyst stopped walking with him and gave him a sympathetic smile. “Mr Rich, you should go home and take a nap. I’ll come over to give you the papers.” She said. Filthy Rich gave a small smile. “Thanks Amethyst, you’re the best assistant.” Filthy Rich thanked. Amethyst Star smiled happily and waved her boss off. “Now go home and get some rest.” She commanded. Filthy Rich chuckled and turned around. He was looking forward to taking a nice long nap. Filthy Rich approached his house to see Spoiled laying on the ground. Randolph stood over her, hitting her with a broom. “If you don’t stop hitting me, you’re fired!” Spoiled exclaimed. Filthy Rich walked over to them and raised his hoof to make Randolph stop. Spoiled stood up and trotted over to Filthy Rich. “Sweetheart our pitiful butler attacked me! Fire him this instant!” Spoiled exclaimed, hiding behind her husband. Filthy Rich shook his head and pushing her back. “I told him to do that.” He stated. Spoiled gave him a look of surprise. “I thought you had forgiven me. I was ready to come home and take a nap. I had to sleep in a one star motel! A rat stole my ruby necklace!” Spoiled exclaimed, trying to prove her point on how terrible she had it. “I don’t care what type of hotel you went to, you’re not stepping a hoof in this house.” Filthy Rich stated, standing firm on his decision. “If you’re kicking me out, I at least want my stuff back.” Spoiled said. Filthy Rich shook his head. “I burned all of your stuff.” He stated. Spoiled eyes got wide. “I bought all of that stuff with my money!” She shouted, her face turning red from anger. “You bought stuff with my money.” Filthy Rich answered back. Spoiled cheeks puffed up with anger. “I’m going back to Business Savvy!” Spoiled shouted. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “I always suspected you were cheating on me but I could never figure out with who.” He said in disbelief. “He almost makes as much as you and actually can spend time with me.” Spoiled said smugly. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “I want a divorce.” Filthy stated. Spoiled let out a gasp of shock and turned her nose to the air. “Well I didn’t love you anyway, I just wanted to be with you for the money.” Spoiled admitted. Filthy Rich let out a sigh because deep down he knew that she never truly loved him. “Come back tomorrow at noon and we can sign the divorce papers. After that, don’t come back. I don’t want you to be near my child.” Filthy Rich said coldly. Spoiled Milk flipped her hair and turned her back. “Fine and I’ll move to Manehatten with Business Savvy. He has his own company.” Spoiled boasted before walked off with a sly grin. Once she was out of sight, Filthy Rich let out a tired sigh. “Are you okay Mr Rich?” Randolph asked in concerned tone. Filthy Rich sniffles and his eyes filled up with tears. “I was a fool to think that she ever loved me.” He muttered to himself, quickly wiping the tears from his eyes. He felt so alone and broken. Randolph gave him a comforting pat on the back. “Spoiled was a no good spacklehole. Pardon me for the dirty language.” Randolph said with a small blush. He moved his hood from his bosses back. “I’m make you some sleepy time tea and wake you up when Ms Tiara gets home.” Randolph said before walking into the house. Filthy Rich smiled happily. Randolph was very helpful. Filthy Rich sat on the couch next to Diamond Tiara. She had walked in not too long ago. Filthy Rich inhaled, ready to break the news to his daughter. “I know you might not be happy about this but me and your mother are getting a divorce. She won’t be coming over or living with us.” Filthy Rich explained. Diamond Tiara eyes filled up with tears and she broke into a sob. Filthy Rich held her tightly. “It’s going to be okay, I promise.” He reassured. Diamond Tiara let out a sniffle. “I’m so happy!” She exclaimed, continuing to cry. That took Filthy Rich by surprise. “I don’t want to see her ever again, I just want to be with you.” Diamond Tiara said, hugging her father tightly. Filthy Rich let out a smile. Everything was going to be alright. Taken AwayAuthor's Note Sorry that this took so long. I forgot about this story. Taken Away Filthy Rich sat in the living room, arranging the divorce papers neatly. Spoiled Milk was supposed to be over in a few minutes. Diamond Tiara had gone out with Randolph to get new tiaras. He didn’t want his daughter to get roped up in this mess. The doorbell rang, making him stand up. He walked towards the door and opened it, only to see a grey stallion with a white mane. He wore glasses and a neck tie. Spoiled Milk stood next to him with a smug look on her face. “Spoiled who is this?” Filthy Rich asked. Spoiled Milk gave a smug grin. “He’s my lawyer. He found some very interesting documents that you would like to see.” Spoiled said. The stallion pulled out a sheet of paper and held it in his hoof. “Mr Rich, you no longer have custody over your child, Diamond Dazzle Tiara.” The stallion said. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened and his stomach dropped. That couldn’t be right. “What do you mean I no longer have custody over her?” He asked in shock. The stallion looked over his glasses and read the sheet of paper. “Since Ms. Milk is still alive and is in perfect health, she has full custody over your daughter. It’s only natural that the mother takes care of her daughter instead of a father.” The lawyer explained. Spoiled gave a very large grin. Filthy Rich took a step forward, stomping his hoof on the ground. “No! You can’t take her away from me!” He shouted. Spoiled’s lawyer stood in between his client and Filthy Rich. “Sir I’m not going to let you abuse this sweet mare any longer.” He stated in a stern, cold tone. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. He had never even talked down to Spoiled, let alone laid a hoof on her. “Ms. Milk will be taking her away today.” He stated. This couldn’t be right at all. This had to be a mistake. Spoiled shoved past her ex husband and entered the house. “I’m going to start packing up my daughters stuff, I wouldn’t want her to be too afraid to step inside of the house after everything you’ve done to her.” Spoiled said with a fake pout before happily trotting down the hallway. Spoiled’s lawyer eyed Filthy Rich before following his client. Filthy Rich stared at the floor with a blank expression on his face. He had to be dreaming, this couldn’t be real. All he had room do is wake up and he could be with his daughter again. This felt too real to be a dream. “Mr Rich we’re back.” Randolph said, snapping Filthy Rich out of his daze. He looked up to see Randolph and Diamond Tiara. His daughter had a large smile on her face. Filthy Rich rushed over to Diamond Tiara and pulled her into a tight hug. “Sweetheart I’m so sorry.” He apologized. Diamond Tiara looked up at her father in confusion. “Daddy whats going on?” She asked. Filthy Rich looked down at his daughter and gave a large frown. “You’re mother is here to take you away so you can live with her.” He said with a shaky voice. Diamond Tiara’s eyes widened and she gripped onto her father tightly. “Don’t let her take me away! I want to stay with you!” She exclaimed, starting to cry. Filthy Rich stroked her hair, trying to calm her down. “I’ll try to get you back. Then you can stay with me for as long as you want.” Filthy Rich reassured. Spoiled Milk walked back into the room with a two suitcases. Her eyes landed on Diamond Tiara and she gave a very large grin. “There you are my wonderful daughter! Are you ready to live with your mother?” Spoiled asked. Diamond Tiara shook her head and hugged her father tighter. Spoiled Milk scowled first a split second before giving another large smile. “Oh you poor thing, your father is holding you hostage isn’t he? If you come with me, we’ll live far from that monster and you’ll never have to see him again.” She said in a soft tone. Filthy Rich glared at his ex wife and held his daughter closer to him. “Mr. Rich if you don’t let your daughter go, the police will have to be involved.” The lawyer said sternly. Filthy Riches she’s widened and he looked down at Diamond Tiara. He couldn’t risk being arrested. If got arrested, he wouldn’t be able to get Diamond Tiara back for Celestia knows how long. Filthy Rich let go of his daughter and took a few steps back. Diamond Tiara tried to run over to her father, only for her tail to be pulled by Spoiled Rich. “Let’s go Diamond Tiara, we’re going to Manehattan!” Spoiled said happily, walking towards the door. Diamond Tiara looked at her father with tear filled eyes. Spoiled Milk turned around. “I said let’s go Diamond Tiara.” She said through gritted teeth. Diamond Tiara kept her head low and slowly followed her mother. Spoiled’s lawyer followed behind them. He turned around and glared at Filthy Rich one last time before walking out the house and slamming the door behind him. Filthy Rich sat in his living room, feeling completely empty. Randolph walked over to his boss and sat down next to him. “Sir, are you okay?” Randolph asked. Filthy Rich let out a chuckle and looked over at his butler. “This is all just a bad dream, right? Their’s no way Spoiled actually took my pride and joy away from me.” He said, his eyes filling up with tears. Randolph frowned and patted Filthy Rich’s back. “Sir if I know anything about Ms Milk, she’s up to something.” Randolph said. Filthy Rich let out a sigh. Randolph was right. “Spoiled’s lawyer said that I abused her and Diamond Tiara. I think she’s spreading lies about me.” Filthy Rich explained. Randolph scrunched up his face. Spoiled was definitely up to no good. Filthy Rich stood up and walked out of the living room. Randolph got up and followed him, confused on where he was going. “Sir, what are you doing?” Randolph asked. Filthy Rich made a turn and entered his office. He walked over to his desk and pulled out a scroll and quill. “I’m going to write to my lawyer. If Spoiled wants to play dirty, I can do the exact same thing.” Filthy Rich said. “I’m going to get my daughter back.” Outside HelpFilthy Rich stood at the counter in the postal office with a large orange envelope in his mouth. He placed the envelope onto the counter and the nice mare being the counter took it. Filthy Rich let out a sigh of relief and walked away from the counter. “All I have to do is wait for my lawyer to respond to the letter.” Filthy Rich said to himself, walking out of the post office. A sense of relief washed over him. Now all he had to do is wait for an answer. That wouldn’t take to long. A sinking feeling came to his stomach. The last time he contacted his lawyer it took weeks for a response. To make matters worse, it could take months just to get a court date. Filthy Rich couldn’t wait that long, he had no idea what Spoiled Rich was going to do to his beloved daughter. “I need to do something.” Filthy Rich whispered to himself. He couldn’t go to Manehattan and go look for Diamond Tiara, he could get arrested for trying to take her back. Besides, he didn’t even know where Spoiled lived. Manehattan was a big city, it could take days for him to find them. He was overwhelmed with stress at this point. It’s been a full day since Diamond Tiara was taken away and she couldn’t be in danger at that moment. “Filthy Rich?” An old concerned voice asked, making him snap out of his daze. He turned around to see Granny Smith looking at him with a concerned look on her face. It was very rare that she called him by his full name. She usually called him Mr. Rich during business deals and Filthy on casual occasions. “Hello Granny, how are you?” Filthy Rich asked, trying to be polite. Granny Smith gave him a comforting look. “I’m fine, but are you okay? You look worse than a cat in a thunderstorm.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich suddenly realized how disheveled he looked. His mane was a mess, he looked exhausted, and his tie was ripped. He barely got any sleep because he was stressed. “I’m just stressed about something.” He admitted. Granny Smith gave a sympathetic smile and put her hoof on his side. “Do you want to discuss it over some cider and fritters?” She asked. Admittedly, that sounded very nice. Filthy Rich has been stressed for the past few days so it would be nice to sit back and talk about his problems. He let out a sigh. “That sounds nice. Let’s do that.” Filthy Rich sat at the dining table in Granny Smiths kitchen. He had several empty cider mugs next to him. Of course the cider was non alcoholic, he didn’t drink much. In front of him, there was a plate that was stacked with fritters. Granny Smith sat across from him at the table, listening to every word he was saying. “And then she brought her lawyer over and said I didn’t have custody of Diamond Tiara. She told her lawyer that I abused her and my daughter. They threatened to call the police if I didn’t let Diamond Tiara go. She took my pride and joy away and I’m not able to see her.” Filthy Rich finished. Granny Smith let out a hum and tapped her chin. “Now that story doesn’t make a lick of sense.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich scowled. How could she say that? He was telling the completely truth and then she’d called him a liar? His child was taken away from him and it hurt him. “Were there no Social Services that came with her?” Granny Smith asked. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. “No one else was there except for Spoiled and her lawyer.” He stated. Granny Smith shook her head and put her hoof on the table. “Did ya even read the document her lawyer had?” She asked in an annoyed tone. Filthy Rich shook his head. “Ya got tricked. Spoiled lies like a no legged dog!” Granny exclaimed. “There’s no way she would’ve gotten custody of Diamond Tiara that quickly.” Granny said. Filthy Rich gave a look of surprise. “How do you know that?” He asked. Granny Smith rolled her eyes as if it were common knowledge. “If she accused you of abuse, then she would’ve needed proof. The police would’ve gotten witnesses. Since you’re one of the nicest stallions in town, you would’ve been innocent and you would still have your kid.” Granny Smith explained. “Besides, Social Services would’ve stopped by to investigate you too. I’ve adopted three kids, I would know.” She stated. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. He hadn’t thought of all of that. Why didn’t he read the document. If he had read it then he would still have a Diamond Tiara. Filthy Rich’s eyes widened and he hopped out of his chair, knocking it over. “She kidnapped my kid! I need to go get help. I’m going to the police.” Filthy Rich said in a panicked tone. Granny Smith stood up. “The police are gonna take too long, you don’t know where Spoiled lives. It can take days to find them. I have an old friend that can help us out a lot faster.” Granny said. Filthy Rich gave a nervous gulp. Hopefully this would work. Filthy Rich and Granny Smith walked through the Canterlot Castle, looking around in amazement. Everything was so pretty and clean. Despite being a wealthy business man, he had never stepped a hoof this far into the castle. He only entered during the Gala. “Granny, who is this friend of yours? Do they work for the Princess?” Filthy Rich asked. Granny Smith let out a chuckle and winked. “You’ll see.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich scrunched up his face in confusion. Who could be that powerful to help him get Diamond Tiara back? They approached a door with two guards in front of it. The held there spears in front of the door and glared down at the two ponies. Granny Smith gave them a smile. The guards moved the spears out of the way and opened the door. To Filthy Rich’s surprise, Princess Celestia was sitting on her throne. Granny Smith happily trotted past Filthy Rich and entered the throne room. Filthy Rich trailed behind, still surprised that he was going to talk to the Princess. He had never been this close to Princess Celestia before. He had been to the Grand Galloping Gala multiple times but he never spoken to the Princess. Princess Celestia looked at Granny Smith and smiled. “Granny Smith, it’s so nice to see any old friend. How may I help you?” Princess Celestia asked with a sweet smile. “My friend needs some help with a family problem.” Granny Smith said, gesturing to Filthy Rich. Filthy Rich bowed at the presence of royalty. “Your highness, my daughter has been kidnapped by my ex wife. She took her and they’re somewhere in Manehattan. Granny Smith told me that you would be able to help.” Filthy Rich explained, standing up from his bow. Princess Celestia let out a soft hum and sat up straighter. “Guards!” She exclaimed. A guard flew over to Princess Celestia with his spear upright, ready to attack. Celestia put her hoof up, making the guard put his spear down. “Theirs no need for violence. I want you to write everything this stallion says down.” She said, handing the guard a quill and a scroll. Princess Celestia looked over to Filthy Rich and gave him a smile. “I’ll send send guards to Manehattan to find them. Now please describe your ex wife’s and daughters appearances.” Princess Celestia stated. “My daughters name is Diamond Dazzle Tiara, her coat is pale magenta, and she has bright blue eyes. Her mane is light purple with white streaks in it and she always wears a tiara. Her cutie mark is a tiara and she’s only ten.” Filthy Rich explained. The guard quickly wrote all of that down onto the sheet of paper. “My ex wife’s name is Spoiled Milk. Her coat is grayish pink, her eyes are opal, and her mane is magenta. She has a very point muzzle from having plastic surgery. Her cutie mark is a diamond ring and she usually wears a teal shirt.” Filthy Rich said. Princess Celestia looked at the guard and nodded her head. “Go get your troops and head out to Manehattan to find them. Once you find them, bring them here.” Princess Celestia ordered. The guard saluted and flew off. Princess Celestia looked at Filthy Rich with a kind smile. “You may stay at the castle until we find her.” She said. Filthy Rich teared up and did another bow. “Thank you so much your highness.” He thanked. He was going to get his daughter back. A Spoiled PerspectiveSpoiled Milk walked through the streets of Manehatten with a bag of groceries on her back. Her mane was a mess and her teal shirt had a large rip in the side. She grumbled to herself softly, walking through the bad part of town. "That good, for nothing Filthy Rich. Taking all of my money and trying to make me live in a motel! The nerve of that stallion. He's ungrateful for leaving someone as good as me. I'm out of his league anyway." Spoiled Milk rambled to herself. She walked into a rundown apartment building. The building was old, smelt terrible, was infested with bugs, and falling apart. She had managed to get an apartment by lying to the landlord. The landlord was elderly and didn't have the best memory so Spoiled had told him that she lived there for years and already paid rent. Spoiled walked down the dirty hallway, feeling the tiles shift under her hooves. The feeling of the tiles under her hooves filled her with disgust. She approached a door at the very end of the hallway. The door had a faded apartment number on it and paint was peeling off of it. Since the door was broken, Spoiled was able to push open the door and walk inside. "Diamond Tiara you better not have gotten into my wine!" Spoiled shouted as she slammed the door behind her. She looked around to see that her offspring was nowhere in sight. Diamond Tiara must have been hiding again. Spoiled Milk let out an angry huff and walked around the house, looking around for her child. Spoiled Milk marched into the kitchen and placed bag of groceries on the counter. She swung open a cabinet, looking to see if Diamond Tiara was hiding in the kitchen. She continued to open cabinets, looking for her child. When she saw Diamond Tiara was nowhere in sight, she walked out of the kitchen. "Where is that little runt." Spoiled Milk muttered under her breath. Since the apartment wasn't that big, there weren't that many places to hide. Her eyes landed on the only bedroom in the apartment, her bedroom. The door was open. She never left the door open, she always closed it anytime she went out. A snarl spread across her face and she marched towards her room. She slammed open the door, making it hit the wall. The impact from the door left a hole in the wall. "Diamond Dazzle Tiara!" Spoiled shouted angrily. She looked around her tiny room, wondering where her terrible child could be hiding. Her room only had a small bed that was uncomfortable to lay on and probably was infested with bed bugs. She walked around the bedroom, looking around. Her eyes landed on her bed. She could see a large mass under the bed. Spoiled walked over to the bed and reached under it. Once she got a grip on the large mass, she pulled it out. Diamond Tiara tried to squirm out of her mother's grasp and run away. Spoiled Milk held her child by her tail, letting her dangle in the air. "You're not supposed to be in my room you idiot!" Spoiled Milk said angrily. She swung Diamond Tiara by the tail and let go, throwing her out of the room. Diamond Tiara slid across the floor and slammed into the wall. "Ow..." Diamond Tiara said in a hoarse whisper. Her throat was dry and her stomach ached. In the day and a half she had been with her mother, she hadn't gotten any food or water. Spoiled Milk marched over to her offspring and stood over her with an angry look on her face. "What were you doing in my room?" Spoiled asked angrily. Diamond Tiara hid in her hooves, letting out a soft mutter. She was trembling with fear. Spoiled Milk stomped her hoof inches from Diamond Tiara's head, making her flinch. She let out a muffled cry and hid further into her hooves. "Oh stop crying you big baby!" Spoiled said in annoyed tone with an eye roll. She was so sick of Diamond Tiara crying every time she scolded her for something, it was tiring. Spoiled scrunched up her face in anger when her child didn't answer her question. She forcefully kicked Diamond Tiara in the side, making her let out a yelp of pain. "Answer me!" She screamed out. "I wanted to see if you had food in your room, there wasn't any in the kitchen!" Diamond Tiara shouted in between sobs. Spoiled Milk looked at her in disgust. One thing she missed about her old life was that Randolph fed Diamond Tiara everytime she was hungry so Spoiled didn't have to bother cooking. She scoffed and stuck her nose up in the air. "Why would I ever give you food? You ate enough when you were with your father, you'll be fine for another few days." Spoiled said. There was a loud knock on the door, making Spoiled Milk turn around. The knocking had shook the poorly built door. Spoiled quickly fixed her mane to make it look neat and straightened out her dirty shirt. She looked over at Diamond Tiara who was out of sight from the door. Spoiled walked over to the door and swung it open. She saw two royal guards standing there with calm looks on there faces. Spoiled smiled happily and batted her eyelashes. "Hello, how may I help you?" Spoiled said in a kind voice. The guards looked at each other, giving each other some form of nonverbal communication. The looked back at Spoiled with serious looks. "Ms Milk, you're under arrest for kidnapping and child abuse." One of the guards stated. Spoiled's eyes widened. Her stupid husband had ratted her out! She wasn't going to be taken alive. Spoiled spun around on and booked it to her bedroom. One of the guards opened his wings and flew after Spoiled in a panic. Spoiled ran into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. She locked the door and looked around. "I can't believe he got royal guards into this." Spoiled whispered in disbelief. She ran over to the window and tried to open it, only for it to stick in place. "Damn window!" Spoiled exclaimed. There was a loud banging on the bedroom door. The only thing keeping it closed was a flimsy lock. "Come on, come on..." She whispered to herself, still struggling to open the window. The door slammed open, falling off of it's hinges. Spoiled's eyes widened and yanked on the window. The guard tackled her to the ground and put a chain around her neck and front hooves. Spoiled tried to squirm out of the guards grasp, but was no match for the stallion. She had never been more humiliated in her life. Spoiled Milk walked through the Canterlot Castle, being pulled by a guard. There was a chain tightly wrapped around her muzzle and her front hooves. Diamond Tiara sat on the back of the other guard who was a few feet ahead of Spoiled. She was wrapped in a blanket and silently ate a chocolate chip cookie. Spoiled scowled. How come Diamond Tiara was treated like a princess and she was treated like dirt? They entered the throne room to see Princess Celestia sitting on her throne. Filthy Rich stood not too far from the throne, glaring at Spoiled. Diamond Tiara's face lit up when she saw her father and she hopped of the guards back. "Daddy!" She exclaimed excitedly. She ran over to her dad and jumped into his arms. Filthy Rich hugged her tightly, his eyes filling up with tears. He held her by the cheeks and looked into her eyes. "Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" He asked in concern. Spoiled scowled and took a step forward. "How can you be so concerned about her and not me? You left me without money and when Business Savvy found out I had a kid he left me. I had to stay in a disgusting apartment building infested with bugs and you ask if she's okay? She's just an annoying child!" Spoiled Milk exclaimed angrily, mascara starting to run down her cheeks. Filthy Rich gave her a look of shock and disgust. "Cry me a river, Spoiled." Filthy Rich said, holding his daughter closer to him. Spoiled let out a gasp of shock. "How dare you speak to me that way, I have done nothing wrong in my entire life. I had to fend for myself and you have no idea what I had to do just to get a back of groceries." Spoiled said. Princess Celestia held up her hoof, making Spoiled's ears flatten. "I've heard quite enough from you Ms Milk. I've heard very bad things about you from multiple ponies." Princess Celestia said in a cold tone. Spoiled gave a very frightened look. What was the Princess going to do to her? "Mr Rich and I have been discussing your punishment and the most suitable thing is a lifetime in jail." She said. Once the words left the Princesses mouth, Spoiled eyes widened. "Y-you can't do that! This is an outrage!" Spoiled shouted angrily, stomping her hooves on the ground. Princess Celestia dismissively waved her hoof. "Guards, show Ms Milk her cell." Princess Celestia said. Spoiled continued to shout and protest angrily as she got pulled away from the room. Once the guards were out the room, the closed the door with a loud slam. Filthy Rich looked up at Princess Celestia with a large smile. "Thank you so much for helping me get my little girl back." Filthy Rich said cheerfully. He gave Diamond Tiara a smile and stood up. He lifted her up and placed her on his back. "Come on Diamond Tiara, let's go home."
We’re DoneFilthy Rich sat in his office, reading over some papers. He picked up his pen with his mouth, writing something down. He spun around on his chair, looked at his calendar. He spun back around and pressed the intercom button on his desk. “Amethyst, can you please set my meeting with Fancy Pants for the twenty third.” Filthy Rich said into the intercom. From the other side of the intercom, the sound of a quill on paper. “Yes Mr Rich.” Amethyst Star answered. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the intercom and let out a sigh, leaning into his soft cushioned chair. He looked over to the clock on his wall to see that is was 2:45. He looked at his calendar again. It was filled to the brim with meetings and interviews. “When was the last time I took a break?” Filthy Rich asked himself. He pressed the intercom button, leaning in close to it. “Amethyst, take the rest of the day off, we’re closing for the day.” Filthy Rich said with a smile. Their was the sound of papers shuffling and a bag being unzipped. “Yes Mr Rich!” Amethyst Star exclaimed happy. Filthy Rich took his hoof off of the button and chuckled to himself. He got out of his chair, stretching out a bit. He looked around his office to see that it was very neat, just how he liked it. “I’ll surprise Spoiled and Diamond Tiara. I’m never home this early.” Filthy Rich stated happily, walking out of his office. He had a large smile on his face, happy to see his family. Filthy Rich walked down a stone path, making his way home. He had bought a house on the outskirts of Ponyville so nopony could interrupt their peace and quiet. The closest house was a ten minute walk. “It’s great to be home.” Filthy Rich said to himself, standing in front of his door. He reached his hoof out to open the door, but froze when he heard faint yelling coming from inside. It sounded like Randolph and Spoiled arguing. Filthy Rich raised in eyebrow in confusion. Spoiled has yelled at Randolph before but he had never yelled back. Filthy Rich slowly opened the front door, peaking inside his house. The living room had books and magazines scattered all over the floor. A small wooden table had been flipped over to its side. A few feet from the table, there was a smashed glass and wine. “This place is a mess.” Filthy Rich muttered to himself, silently closing the front door behind him. He followed the sound of yelling, walking down the hallways of his large house. Their was the sound of crying and yelling from the kitchen. Filthy Rich’s slow walk turned into a light trot, concern washing over him. He walked into the kitchen, stopping at the entrance. Spoiled Rich stood in front of Randolph with a scowl on her face, which was red from anger. Randolph stood in a defensive pose, with a black eye and had a large bleeding cut on his cheek. Diamond Tiara laid under Randolph with a large bruise on her cheek and a bloody nose. Her tiara was broken into pieces and she sobbed into the floor, clinging onto her butlers leg. “Mrs Rich it was an accident, you’re taking this too far!” Randolph shouted. Spoiled stomped her hoof onto the tiled floor. “I’m not taking this too far in the slightest, she knocked over my wine glass! That was the expensive type too!” Spoiled responded angrily. “Spoiled?” Filthy Rich asked in disbelief. Spoiled and Randolph quickly turned around in surprise. Spoiled eyes darted around for a few moments before she ran over to Filthy Rich. “Honey, Randolph attacked me and is holding our dearest daughter hostage!” Spoiled exclaimed, wrapped her arms around her husband and leaning into his chest. Filthy Rich looked at Diamond Tiara who clung onto Randolphs leg. “Get out.” Filthy Rich stated in a cold voice. Spoiled gave a smug smile at Randolph. “You heard him, out!” Spoiled shouted, pointing out of the kitchen door. Randolphs ears flattened, and he slowly made his way to the door. “Not you Randolph, you’ve been a great help and you’ll be getting a raise.” Filthy Rich said. He turned to Spoiled, pushing her off of him. “You, get out!” Filthy Rich shouted, pointing out the kitchen door. Spoiled looked at him with wide, shocked eyes. “Me?! What did I do wrong? If anything it was Diamond Tiara who stepped out of line!” Spoiled shouted, pointing to her cowering daughter. “I don’t care what she did, you should never hit her. I can handle the abuse you do to me and I can handle you being a gold digger but you will never hit our daughter. Now I’m going to say it again. Get. OUT!” Filthy Rich shouted angrily, pointing to the door. Spoiled looked around in a panic, thinking of an excuse. She glared at Diamond Tiara and pointed her nose to the air, stomping out of the kitchen. “Fine, but you’ll be hearing from my lawyers if you’re thinking about kicking me out of my house!” She shouted, stomping out of the house. The sound of front door slamming shut shook the whole house. “Diamond Tiara, are you okay?” Filthy Rich asked in concern. Diamond Tiara ran over to him, jumping into his arms. “I accidentally knocked over her wine and she started to hit me and....” Diamond Tiara trailed off, sobbing into her fathers chest. Filthy Rich stroked his daughters mane, trying to calm her down. He reached over to the counter and grabbed a napkin. “Everything is going to be okay, I won’t let her hurt you again.” Filthy Rich stated, wiping the blood from Diamond Tiaras nose. “Randolph, go get yourself cleaned up. When you’re finished I’d like to speak with you.” Filthy Rich said. Randolph nodded his head, walking out of the kitchen. Filthy Rich wiped the tears off of Diamond Tiaras face. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Filthy Rich swept through the living room, cleaning it up. He had cleaned up the broken glass and picked up the turned over table. Diamond Tiara had gotten cleaned up, ate her favorite meal for dinner, and was sent to bed. “Mr Rich, that’s my job to clean, please sit down and let me do my job.” Randolph said, entering the living room. He had a bandage on his left cheek and an ice pack over his eye. Filthy Rich shook his head. “You’ve been through enough today, I just need to ask you some questions.” Filthy Rich stated. Randolph nodded his head and sat down in the couch. “How long has this been going on?” Filthy Rich asked. “Since she was a young filly. It started off small with just a little insults but since Ms Tiara stood up to Mrs Rich, she has been getting more violent. It’s never gotten this bad before. This is the first time she’s ever hit Ms Tiara.” Randolph explained. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “This has been going on for years?” Filthy Rich muttered in disbelief. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I didn’t realize how much Spoiled was hurting her, I was so caught up in my work.” He said to himself. He shook his head. “From now on I’ll spend less time with work and more time with my family. I just need to start dealing with Spoiled.”
Kicked OutFilthy Rich walked around his room, picking up various items like jewelry, mare’s clothing, and perfume. “Mr Rich, are you sure this is a good idea?” Randolph asked, holding up a garbage bag. Filthy Rich nodded his head, throwing out a pile of clothing. “I bought Spoiled these things and now she doesn’t deserve them.” Filthy Rich stated dryly as he threw out expensive bottles of perfume. Randolph gave a worried look. “Mr Rich, I think you should take a break. You’ve been up all night cleaning up Mrs Rich’s mess. You look exhausted.” Randolph said in concern. “I’m not going to sleep until I make sure Diamond Tiara is safe. I’m going to go out, of Spoiled comes hit her with a broom until she leaves.” Filthy Rich ordered. Randolph nodded his head and tied up the garbage bag. Filthy Rich handed Randolph a box of matches. “Take this out in the backyard and burn it.” He ordered. Randolph nodded his head and left the bedroom, dragging the heavy bag behind him. Filthy Rich let out a sigh and looked over at the clock on his wall. He had some work to do. Filthy Rich walked through town, getting stares from ponies. He looked like a mess, his mane was messy, his tie was uneven, and he had heavy bags under his eyes. He never looked messy in public. “Mr Rich, I’ve been looking all over for you.” A mares voice said. Filthy Rich turned around to see Amethyst Star walking next to him. “I showed up to work and you never showed up, is everything alright? You don’t look so good.” She asked. “I’ll explain later.” Filthy Rich said. Amethyst Star gave look of worry. “Where are you going?” She asked, wanting to know more of what had happened. Filthy Rich never acted like this. He was always cheerful, even during the worst days. “I’m going to Town Hall to get divorce papers.” He stated casually. Amethyst let out a gasp of surprise. “You’re divorcing Spoiled!?” She exclaimed in shock. A few ponies looked at them in confusion because of the sudden outburst. “Great, now the whole town knows.” Filthy Rich muttered. Amethyst’ ears flattened. “Let me make it up to you. I can help you get the papers while you get a little rest.” Amethyst Star suggested. Filthy Rich thought to himself for a moment. He had been up all night burning his ex wife’s stuff. “Thank you.” Filthy Rich said, stopping in his place. Amethyst stopped walking with him and gave him a sympathetic smile. “Mr Rich, you should go home and take a nap. I’ll come over to give you the papers.” She said. Filthy Rich gave a small smile. “Thanks Amethyst, you’re the best assistant.” Filthy Rich thanked. Amethyst Star smiled happily and waved her boss off. “Now go home and get some rest.” She commanded. Filthy Rich chuckled and turned around. He was looking forward to taking a nice long nap. Filthy Rich approached his house to see Spoiled laying on the ground. Randolph stood over her, hitting her with a broom. “If you don’t stop hitting me, you’re fired!” Spoiled exclaimed. Filthy Rich walked over to them and raised his hoof to make Randolph stop. Spoiled stood up and trotted over to Filthy Rich. “Sweetheart our pitiful butler attacked me! Fire him this instant!” Spoiled exclaimed, hiding behind her husband. Filthy Rich shook his head and pushing her back. “I told him to do that.” He stated. Spoiled gave him a look of surprise. “I thought you had forgiven me. I was ready to come home and take a nap. I had to sleep in a one star motel! A rat stole my ruby necklace!” Spoiled exclaimed, trying to prove her point on how terrible she had it. “I don’t care what type of hotel you went to, you’re not stepping a hoof in this house.” Filthy Rich stated, standing firm on his decision. “If you’re kicking me out, I at least want my stuff back.” Spoiled said. Filthy Rich shook his head. “I burned all of your stuff.” He stated. Spoiled eyes got wide. “I bought all of that stuff with my money!” She shouted, her face turning red from anger. “You bought stuff with my money.” Filthy Rich answered back. Spoiled cheeks puffed up with anger. “I’m going back to Business Savvy!” Spoiled shouted. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “I always suspected you were cheating on me but I could never figure out with who.” He said in disbelief. “He almost makes as much as you and actually can spend time with me.” Spoiled said smugly. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened. “I want a divorce.” Filthy stated. Spoiled let out a gasp of shock and turned her nose to the air. “Well I didn’t love you anyway, I just wanted to be with you for the money.” Spoiled admitted. Filthy Rich let out a sigh because deep down he knew that she never truly loved him. “Come back tomorrow at noon and we can sign the divorce papers. After that, don’t come back. I don’t want you to be near my child.” Filthy Rich said coldly. Spoiled Milk flipped her hair and turned her back. “Fine and I’ll move to Manehatten with Business Savvy. He has his own company.” Spoiled boasted before walked off with a sly grin. Once she was out of sight, Filthy Rich let out a tired sigh. “Are you okay Mr Rich?” Randolph asked in concerned tone. Filthy Rich sniffles and his eyes filled up with tears. “I was a fool to think that she ever loved me.” He muttered to himself, quickly wiping the tears from his eyes. He felt so alone and broken. Randolph gave him a comforting pat on the back. “Spoiled was a no good spacklehole. Pardon me for the dirty language.” Randolph said with a small blush. He moved his hood from his bosses back. “I’m make you some sleepy time tea and wake you up when Ms Tiara gets home.” Randolph said before walking into the house. Filthy Rich smiled happily. Randolph was very helpful. Filthy Rich sat on the couch next to Diamond Tiara. She had walked in not too long ago. Filthy Rich inhaled, ready to break the news to his daughter. “I know you might not be happy about this but me and your mother are getting a divorce. She won’t be coming over or living with us.” Filthy Rich explained. Diamond Tiara eyes filled up with tears and she broke into a sob. Filthy Rich held her tightly. “It’s going to be okay, I promise.” He reassured. Diamond Tiara let out a sniffle. “I’m so happy!” She exclaimed, continuing to cry. That took Filthy Rich by surprise. “I don’t want to see her ever again, I just want to be with you.” Diamond Tiara said, hugging her father tightly. Filthy Rich let out a smile. Everything was going to be alright.
Taken AwayAuthor's Note Sorry that this took so long. I forgot about this story. Taken Away Filthy Rich sat in the living room, arranging the divorce papers neatly. Spoiled Milk was supposed to be over in a few minutes. Diamond Tiara had gone out with Randolph to get new tiaras. He didn’t want his daughter to get roped up in this mess. The doorbell rang, making him stand up. He walked towards the door and opened it, only to see a grey stallion with a white mane. He wore glasses and a neck tie. Spoiled Milk stood next to him with a smug look on her face. “Spoiled who is this?” Filthy Rich asked. Spoiled Milk gave a smug grin. “He’s my lawyer. He found some very interesting documents that you would like to see.” Spoiled said. The stallion pulled out a sheet of paper and held it in his hoof. “Mr Rich, you no longer have custody over your child, Diamond Dazzle Tiara.” The stallion said. Filthy Rich’s ears flattened and his stomach dropped. That couldn’t be right. “What do you mean I no longer have custody over her?” He asked in shock. The stallion looked over his glasses and read the sheet of paper. “Since Ms. Milk is still alive and is in perfect health, she has full custody over your daughter. It’s only natural that the mother takes care of her daughter instead of a father.” The lawyer explained. Spoiled gave a very large grin. Filthy Rich took a step forward, stomping his hoof on the ground. “No! You can’t take her away from me!” He shouted. Spoiled’s lawyer stood in between his client and Filthy Rich. “Sir I’m not going to let you abuse this sweet mare any longer.” He stated in a stern, cold tone. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. He had never even talked down to Spoiled, let alone laid a hoof on her. “Ms. Milk will be taking her away today.” He stated. This couldn’t be right at all. This had to be a mistake. Spoiled shoved past her ex husband and entered the house. “I’m going to start packing up my daughters stuff, I wouldn’t want her to be too afraid to step inside of the house after everything you’ve done to her.” Spoiled said with a fake pout before happily trotting down the hallway. Spoiled’s lawyer eyed Filthy Rich before following his client. Filthy Rich stared at the floor with a blank expression on his face. He had to be dreaming, this couldn’t be real. All he had room do is wake up and he could be with his daughter again. This felt too real to be a dream. “Mr Rich we’re back.” Randolph said, snapping Filthy Rich out of his daze. He looked up to see Randolph and Diamond Tiara. His daughter had a large smile on her face. Filthy Rich rushed over to Diamond Tiara and pulled her into a tight hug. “Sweetheart I’m so sorry.” He apologized. Diamond Tiara looked up at her father in confusion. “Daddy whats going on?” She asked. Filthy Rich looked down at his daughter and gave a large frown. “You’re mother is here to take you away so you can live with her.” He said with a shaky voice. Diamond Tiara’s eyes widened and she gripped onto her father tightly. “Don’t let her take me away! I want to stay with you!” She exclaimed, starting to cry. Filthy Rich stroked her hair, trying to calm her down. “I’ll try to get you back. Then you can stay with me for as long as you want.” Filthy Rich reassured. Spoiled Milk walked back into the room with a two suitcases. Her eyes landed on Diamond Tiara and she gave a very large grin. “There you are my wonderful daughter! Are you ready to live with your mother?” Spoiled asked. Diamond Tiara shook her head and hugged her father tighter. Spoiled Milk scowled first a split second before giving another large smile. “Oh you poor thing, your father is holding you hostage isn’t he? If you come with me, we’ll live far from that monster and you’ll never have to see him again.” She said in a soft tone. Filthy Rich glared at his ex wife and held his daughter closer to him. “Mr. Rich if you don’t let your daughter go, the police will have to be involved.” The lawyer said sternly. Filthy Riches she’s widened and he looked down at Diamond Tiara. He couldn’t risk being arrested. If got arrested, he wouldn’t be able to get Diamond Tiara back for Celestia knows how long. Filthy Rich let go of his daughter and took a few steps back. Diamond Tiara tried to run over to her father, only for her tail to be pulled by Spoiled Rich. “Let’s go Diamond Tiara, we’re going to Manehattan!” Spoiled said happily, walking towards the door. Diamond Tiara looked at her father with tear filled eyes. Spoiled Milk turned around. “I said let’s go Diamond Tiara.” She said through gritted teeth. Diamond Tiara kept her head low and slowly followed her mother. Spoiled’s lawyer followed behind them. He turned around and glared at Filthy Rich one last time before walking out the house and slamming the door behind him. Filthy Rich sat in his living room, feeling completely empty. Randolph walked over to his boss and sat down next to him. “Sir, are you okay?” Randolph asked. Filthy Rich let out a chuckle and looked over at his butler. “This is all just a bad dream, right? Their’s no way Spoiled actually took my pride and joy away from me.” He said, his eyes filling up with tears. Randolph frowned and patted Filthy Rich’s back. “Sir if I know anything about Ms Milk, she’s up to something.” Randolph said. Filthy Rich let out a sigh. Randolph was right. “Spoiled’s lawyer said that I abused her and Diamond Tiara. I think she’s spreading lies about me.” Filthy Rich explained. Randolph scrunched up his face. Spoiled was definitely up to no good. Filthy Rich stood up and walked out of the living room. Randolph got up and followed him, confused on where he was going. “Sir, what are you doing?” Randolph asked. Filthy Rich made a turn and entered his office. He walked over to his desk and pulled out a scroll and quill. “I’m going to write to my lawyer. If Spoiled wants to play dirty, I can do the exact same thing.” Filthy Rich said. “I’m going to get my daughter back.”
Outside HelpFilthy Rich stood at the counter in the postal office with a large orange envelope in his mouth. He placed the envelope onto the counter and the nice mare being the counter took it. Filthy Rich let out a sigh of relief and walked away from the counter. “All I have to do is wait for my lawyer to respond to the letter.” Filthy Rich said to himself, walking out of the post office. A sense of relief washed over him. Now all he had to do is wait for an answer. That wouldn’t take to long. A sinking feeling came to his stomach. The last time he contacted his lawyer it took weeks for a response. To make matters worse, it could take months just to get a court date. Filthy Rich couldn’t wait that long, he had no idea what Spoiled Rich was going to do to his beloved daughter. “I need to do something.” Filthy Rich whispered to himself. He couldn’t go to Manehattan and go look for Diamond Tiara, he could get arrested for trying to take her back. Besides, he didn’t even know where Spoiled lived. Manehattan was a big city, it could take days for him to find them. He was overwhelmed with stress at this point. It’s been a full day since Diamond Tiara was taken away and she couldn’t be in danger at that moment. “Filthy Rich?” An old concerned voice asked, making him snap out of his daze. He turned around to see Granny Smith looking at him with a concerned look on her face. It was very rare that she called him by his full name. She usually called him Mr. Rich during business deals and Filthy on casual occasions. “Hello Granny, how are you?” Filthy Rich asked, trying to be polite. Granny Smith gave him a comforting look. “I’m fine, but are you okay? You look worse than a cat in a thunderstorm.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich suddenly realized how disheveled he looked. His mane was a mess, he looked exhausted, and his tie was ripped. He barely got any sleep because he was stressed. “I’m just stressed about something.” He admitted. Granny Smith gave a sympathetic smile and put her hoof on his side. “Do you want to discuss it over some cider and fritters?” She asked. Admittedly, that sounded very nice. Filthy Rich has been stressed for the past few days so it would be nice to sit back and talk about his problems. He let out a sigh. “That sounds nice. Let’s do that.” Filthy Rich sat at the dining table in Granny Smiths kitchen. He had several empty cider mugs next to him. Of course the cider was non alcoholic, he didn’t drink much. In front of him, there was a plate that was stacked with fritters. Granny Smith sat across from him at the table, listening to every word he was saying. “And then she brought her lawyer over and said I didn’t have custody of Diamond Tiara. She told her lawyer that I abused her and my daughter. They threatened to call the police if I didn’t let Diamond Tiara go. She took my pride and joy away and I’m not able to see her.” Filthy Rich finished. Granny Smith let out a hum and tapped her chin. “Now that story doesn’t make a lick of sense.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich scowled. How could she say that? He was telling the completely truth and then she’d called him a liar? His child was taken away from him and it hurt him. “Were there no Social Services that came with her?” Granny Smith asked. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. “No one else was there except for Spoiled and her lawyer.” He stated. Granny Smith shook her head and put her hoof on the table. “Did ya even read the document her lawyer had?” She asked in an annoyed tone. Filthy Rich shook his head. “Ya got tricked. Spoiled lies like a no legged dog!” Granny exclaimed. “There’s no way she would’ve gotten custody of Diamond Tiara that quickly.” Granny said. Filthy Rich gave a look of surprise. “How do you know that?” He asked. Granny Smith rolled her eyes as if it were common knowledge. “If she accused you of abuse, then she would’ve needed proof. The police would’ve gotten witnesses. Since you’re one of the nicest stallions in town, you would’ve been innocent and you would still have your kid.” Granny Smith explained. “Besides, Social Services would’ve stopped by to investigate you too. I’ve adopted three kids, I would know.” She stated. Filthy Rich blinked in surprise. He hadn’t thought of all of that. Why didn’t he read the document. If he had read it then he would still have a Diamond Tiara. Filthy Rich’s eyes widened and he hopped out of his chair, knocking it over. “She kidnapped my kid! I need to go get help. I’m going to the police.” Filthy Rich said in a panicked tone. Granny Smith stood up. “The police are gonna take too long, you don’t know where Spoiled lives. It can take days to find them. I have an old friend that can help us out a lot faster.” Granny said. Filthy Rich gave a nervous gulp. Hopefully this would work. Filthy Rich and Granny Smith walked through the Canterlot Castle, looking around in amazement. Everything was so pretty and clean. Despite being a wealthy business man, he had never stepped a hoof this far into the castle. He only entered during the Gala. “Granny, who is this friend of yours? Do they work for the Princess?” Filthy Rich asked. Granny Smith let out a chuckle and winked. “You’ll see.” Granny Smith said. Filthy Rich scrunched up his face in confusion. Who could be that powerful to help him get Diamond Tiara back? They approached a door with two guards in front of it. The held there spears in front of the door and glared down at the two ponies. Granny Smith gave them a smile. The guards moved the spears out of the way and opened the door. To Filthy Rich’s surprise, Princess Celestia was sitting on her throne. Granny Smith happily trotted past Filthy Rich and entered the throne room. Filthy Rich trailed behind, still surprised that he was going to talk to the Princess. He had never been this close to Princess Celestia before. He had been to the Grand Galloping Gala multiple times but he never spoken to the Princess. Princess Celestia looked at Granny Smith and smiled. “Granny Smith, it’s so nice to see any old friend. How may I help you?” Princess Celestia asked with a sweet smile. “My friend needs some help with a family problem.” Granny Smith said, gesturing to Filthy Rich. Filthy Rich bowed at the presence of royalty. “Your highness, my daughter has been kidnapped by my ex wife. She took her and they’re somewhere in Manehattan. Granny Smith told me that you would be able to help.” Filthy Rich explained, standing up from his bow. Princess Celestia let out a soft hum and sat up straighter. “Guards!” She exclaimed. A guard flew over to Princess Celestia with his spear upright, ready to attack. Celestia put her hoof up, making the guard put his spear down. “Theirs no need for violence. I want you to write everything this stallion says down.” She said, handing the guard a quill and a scroll. Princess Celestia looked over to Filthy Rich and gave him a smile. “I’ll send send guards to Manehattan to find them. Now please describe your ex wife’s and daughters appearances.” Princess Celestia stated. “My daughters name is Diamond Dazzle Tiara, her coat is pale magenta, and she has bright blue eyes. Her mane is light purple with white streaks in it and she always wears a tiara. Her cutie mark is a tiara and she’s only ten.” Filthy Rich explained. The guard quickly wrote all of that down onto the sheet of paper. “My ex wife’s name is Spoiled Milk. Her coat is grayish pink, her eyes are opal, and her mane is magenta. She has a very point muzzle from having plastic surgery. Her cutie mark is a diamond ring and she usually wears a teal shirt.” Filthy Rich said. Princess Celestia looked at the guard and nodded her head. “Go get your troops and head out to Manehattan to find them. Once you find them, bring them here.” Princess Celestia ordered. The guard saluted and flew off. Princess Celestia looked at Filthy Rich with a kind smile. “You may stay at the castle until we find her.” She said. Filthy Rich teared up and did another bow. “Thank you so much your highness.” He thanked. He was going to get his daughter back.
A Spoiled PerspectiveSpoiled Milk walked through the streets of Manehatten with a bag of groceries on her back. Her mane was a mess and her teal shirt had a large rip in the side. She grumbled to herself softly, walking through the bad part of town. "That good, for nothing Filthy Rich. Taking all of my money and trying to make me live in a motel! The nerve of that stallion. He's ungrateful for leaving someone as good as me. I'm out of his league anyway." Spoiled Milk rambled to herself. She walked into a rundown apartment building. The building was old, smelt terrible, was infested with bugs, and falling apart. She had managed to get an apartment by lying to the landlord. The landlord was elderly and didn't have the best memory so Spoiled had told him that she lived there for years and already paid rent. Spoiled walked down the dirty hallway, feeling the tiles shift under her hooves. The feeling of the tiles under her hooves filled her with disgust. She approached a door at the very end of the hallway. The door had a faded apartment number on it and paint was peeling off of it. Since the door was broken, Spoiled was able to push open the door and walk inside. "Diamond Tiara you better not have gotten into my wine!" Spoiled shouted as she slammed the door behind her. She looked around to see that her offspring was nowhere in sight. Diamond Tiara must have been hiding again. Spoiled Milk let out an angry huff and walked around the house, looking around for her child. Spoiled Milk marched into the kitchen and placed bag of groceries on the counter. She swung open a cabinet, looking to see if Diamond Tiara was hiding in the kitchen. She continued to open cabinets, looking for her child. When she saw Diamond Tiara was nowhere in sight, she walked out of the kitchen. "Where is that little runt." Spoiled Milk muttered under her breath. Since the apartment wasn't that big, there weren't that many places to hide. Her eyes landed on the only bedroom in the apartment, her bedroom. The door was open. She never left the door open, she always closed it anytime she went out. A snarl spread across her face and she marched towards her room. She slammed open the door, making it hit the wall. The impact from the door left a hole in the wall. "Diamond Dazzle Tiara!" Spoiled shouted angrily. She looked around her tiny room, wondering where her terrible child could be hiding. Her room only had a small bed that was uncomfortable to lay on and probably was infested with bed bugs. She walked around the bedroom, looking around. Her eyes landed on her bed. She could see a large mass under the bed. Spoiled walked over to the bed and reached under it. Once she got a grip on the large mass, she pulled it out. Diamond Tiara tried to squirm out of her mother's grasp and run away. Spoiled Milk held her child by her tail, letting her dangle in the air. "You're not supposed to be in my room you idiot!" Spoiled Milk said angrily. She swung Diamond Tiara by the tail and let go, throwing her out of the room. Diamond Tiara slid across the floor and slammed into the wall. "Ow..." Diamond Tiara said in a hoarse whisper. Her throat was dry and her stomach ached. In the day and a half she had been with her mother, she hadn't gotten any food or water. Spoiled Milk marched over to her offspring and stood over her with an angry look on her face. "What were you doing in my room?" Spoiled asked angrily. Diamond Tiara hid in her hooves, letting out a soft mutter. She was trembling with fear. Spoiled Milk stomped her hoof inches from Diamond Tiara's head, making her flinch. She let out a muffled cry and hid further into her hooves. "Oh stop crying you big baby!" Spoiled said in annoyed tone with an eye roll. She was so sick of Diamond Tiara crying every time she scolded her for something, it was tiring. Spoiled scrunched up her face in anger when her child didn't answer her question. She forcefully kicked Diamond Tiara in the side, making her let out a yelp of pain. "Answer me!" She screamed out. "I wanted to see if you had food in your room, there wasn't any in the kitchen!" Diamond Tiara shouted in between sobs. Spoiled Milk looked at her in disgust. One thing she missed about her old life was that Randolph fed Diamond Tiara everytime she was hungry so Spoiled didn't have to bother cooking. She scoffed and stuck her nose up in the air. "Why would I ever give you food? You ate enough when you were with your father, you'll be fine for another few days." Spoiled said. There was a loud knock on the door, making Spoiled Milk turn around. The knocking had shook the poorly built door. Spoiled quickly fixed her mane to make it look neat and straightened out her dirty shirt. She looked over at Diamond Tiara who was out of sight from the door. Spoiled walked over to the door and swung it open. She saw two royal guards standing there with calm looks on there faces. Spoiled smiled happily and batted her eyelashes. "Hello, how may I help you?" Spoiled said in a kind voice. The guards looked at each other, giving each other some form of nonverbal communication. The looked back at Spoiled with serious looks. "Ms Milk, you're under arrest for kidnapping and child abuse." One of the guards stated. Spoiled's eyes widened. Her stupid husband had ratted her out! She wasn't going to be taken alive. Spoiled spun around on and booked it to her bedroom. One of the guards opened his wings and flew after Spoiled in a panic. Spoiled ran into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. She locked the door and looked around. "I can't believe he got royal guards into this." Spoiled whispered in disbelief. She ran over to the window and tried to open it, only for it to stick in place. "Damn window!" Spoiled exclaimed. There was a loud banging on the bedroom door. The only thing keeping it closed was a flimsy lock. "Come on, come on..." She whispered to herself, still struggling to open the window. The door slammed open, falling off of it's hinges. Spoiled's eyes widened and yanked on the window. The guard tackled her to the ground and put a chain around her neck and front hooves. Spoiled tried to squirm out of the guards grasp, but was no match for the stallion. She had never been more humiliated in her life. Spoiled Milk walked through the Canterlot Castle, being pulled by a guard. There was a chain tightly wrapped around her muzzle and her front hooves. Diamond Tiara sat on the back of the other guard who was a few feet ahead of Spoiled. She was wrapped in a blanket and silently ate a chocolate chip cookie. Spoiled scowled. How come Diamond Tiara was treated like a princess and she was treated like dirt? They entered the throne room to see Princess Celestia sitting on her throne. Filthy Rich stood not too far from the throne, glaring at Spoiled. Diamond Tiara's face lit up when she saw her father and she hopped of the guards back. "Daddy!" She exclaimed excitedly. She ran over to her dad and jumped into his arms. Filthy Rich hugged her tightly, his eyes filling up with tears. He held her by the cheeks and looked into her eyes. "Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" He asked in concern. Spoiled scowled and took a step forward. "How can you be so concerned about her and not me? You left me without money and when Business Savvy found out I had a kid he left me. I had to stay in a disgusting apartment building infested with bugs and you ask if she's okay? She's just an annoying child!" Spoiled Milk exclaimed angrily, mascara starting to run down her cheeks. Filthy Rich gave her a look of shock and disgust. "Cry me a river, Spoiled." Filthy Rich said, holding his daughter closer to him. Spoiled let out a gasp of shock. "How dare you speak to me that way, I have done nothing wrong in my entire life. I had to fend for myself and you have no idea what I had to do just to get a back of groceries." Spoiled said. Princess Celestia held up her hoof, making Spoiled's ears flatten. "I've heard quite enough from you Ms Milk. I've heard very bad things about you from multiple ponies." Princess Celestia said in a cold tone. Spoiled gave a very frightened look. What was the Princess going to do to her? "Mr Rich and I have been discussing your punishment and the most suitable thing is a lifetime in jail." She said. Once the words left the Princesses mouth, Spoiled eyes widened. "Y-you can't do that! This is an outrage!" Spoiled shouted angrily, stomping her hooves on the ground. Princess Celestia dismissively waved her hoof. "Guards, show Ms Milk her cell." Princess Celestia said. Spoiled continued to shout and protest angrily as she got pulled away from the room. Once the guards were out the room, the closed the door with a loud slam. Filthy Rich looked up at Princess Celestia with a large smile. "Thank you so much for helping me get my little girl back." Filthy Rich said cheerfully. He gave Diamond Tiara a smile and stood up. He lifted her up and placed her on his back. "Come on Diamond Tiara, let's go home."
