Vinyl switched off the game console just as Octavia reached their home. She got in their bed just as Octavia came inside the room.

"Sex or sleep?" Vinyl asked her.

"Sleep. I'll blow you in the morning to make up for loss time." Octavia said as she got undressed.

Vinyl smirked at her. "I'll hold you to that~!" Vinyl said with a chuckle.

She opened the covers for Octavia to climb in with her. They cuddled together as Vinyl used her horn to levitate the covers back over her.

"I'll fill you in on everything that happened today during breakfast tomorrow." Octavia told her after giving her a quick kiss.

"Alright." Vinyl yawned before she kissed her forehead.

"Good night, my love," Octavia said, kissing her again.

Vinyl kissed her back lovingly "Good night, hon," Vinyl said back in between their kiss. They cuddled together for the rest of the night, falling asleep in each other's hooves.

The following morning, at around nine in the morning, Vinyl awoke to Octavia sucking her cock. "mmmm.....Morning Tavi~." She said as she came down her throat.

Octavia swallowed it all before peeling off of her wife's dick with a pop. "Good Morning my love." She said with a smile.

Vinyl sat up and yawned, stretching out her hooves a bit before getting out of bed, Octavia doing the same. They left the bedroom and went to the dining room. They sat together in a love seat at the head of the dining table and waited for their breakfast to arrive. As they waited, Octavia began to tell Vinyl about everything that happened the previous night.

Vinyl nodded in thought. "I see." She said.

"Celestia is going to send 100 slaves with Twilight and Starlight by next week and we'll deliver them all to the changelings to siphon off of until they're dried up." Octavia said.

"Alright, sounds like a plan." Vinyl said with a smile.

Their breakfast arrived and they ate in peace, talking about their syndicate and how they were going to indoctrinate the changeling hive into it. "I can't wait to meet them. Especially this Shimmering Tile and her daughter. I hope we can fix her up well." Vinyl said as she ate her waffles.

"I do too," Octavia said as she ate alongside her wife.

Vinyl's phone buzzed. She picked it up to see it was a text from Jess saying she was in enemy territory getting ready to rob a bank on enemy syndicate payroll to attract the attention of their enemies. "Do it as professionally as you can. It'll piss them off even more." Vinyl texted back.

"Will do ;3." Was Jess's response.

"Alright boys, this is your chance to earn a promotion." Jess said to the ponies suiting up for the robbery, "Remember, do what I tell you, when I tell you, and you'll each get a bonus and brownie points with me."

"Yes ma'am!" they shouted. Most of them were very eager.

"Alright, I'll take out the guards, as soon as you hear the first gunshot move in. And no shooting civilians. We don't need that kind of heat right now."

A few of them pouted at that, but the rest nodded.

"Any last minute questions?" Jess asked as she pulled out a pack of cigarettes. She took one out and lit it and began puffing away.

"No ma'am!"

"Good." Jess said, getting out of the windowless van and walking across the street to the First Equestrian Bank, calmly smoking her cigarette despite the no smoking sign as she stepped inside.

The large mare quickly made note of the five armed guards stationed around the room, and if her contact was right, which she always was, only the third teller had a panic button. She smirked and got in line for the third teller, making a show of blowing her cigarette smoke to attract a guard. Sure enough, one of the guards came close to her. She pretended not to notice, taking a long drag from her cigarette as she moved up in the line.

"Ma'am," the guard said.

Again she feigned ignorance, letting out a large cloud of smoke.

"Ma'am!" the guard shouted

She turned to look at him calmly, "Can I help you rent-a-cop? I need to make a deposit."

"You're not allowed to smoke in here. Do it outside." He said, crossing his hooves.

"I have ten minutes to make a deposit and these imported smokes cost me a pretty penny. I'm not wasting any of them." Jess said simply.

The guard reached for the cigarettes. She flicked the embers of her lit cigarette into his eyes, causing him to scream in pain and rub at them. Jess grabbed him before the other guards can react, and threw him through the teller's stand, destroying the panic button. The teller screamed in shock before the guard hit her.

Jess looked to see the other guards drawing their sidearms, "You'll need more than that to take me down," She taunted as she resumed smoking her cigarette.

They ignored this and opened fire on her.

She stood there and smirked as the bullets pinged uselessly off her body, "That all you got boys~?" She said with a grin as she puffed some smoke towards them.

As the guards continued to fire in effectively on her, her gang members started entering the building.

"Everyone flat on their barrels NOW!" She boomed in a commanding voice, "And you four drop your guns and do the same unless you want hot lead to be your last meal!"

Everyone immediately did as she said. The tellers hid behind their booths, one of them trying to call the syndicate worked for on her phone.

"I can see you back there! Make that call and you're dead!" Jess shouted.

The mare eeped and dropped her phone.

"Good. Now then, where is the manager? And don't try to lie, I don't like liars."

"Let me try that again." Jess said as she took a Tommy Gun from the stallion next to her and unloading half the clip in the air. "WHERE IS HE!?!?!"

"He's in the back...." The mare whimpered, speaking english now.

"Good girl. Two of you come with me," Jess said, giving the stallion his gun back.

Two of the gang members nodded in acknowledgement and stepped forward. One of them kicked the door down and then quickly ducked behind the when the manager shot at her.

Jess walked into the hail of gunfire, the bullets having no effect on her, "Give it up buddy, before you ruin my suit." Jess huffed, flicking her cigarette away.

"Fuck you!" he said, continuing to fire at her.

The mare walked in behind Jess, using her as a cover and pulled out a high tech looking revolver. "Permission to kill?" She asked her superior.

"No, we need him to tell his bosses what happened." Jess said.

The mare nodded and holstered her gun.

"You're not getting my money." The manager shouted.

"It's not your money buddy," Jess said as she walked up to him, cracking her knuckles.

"It's mine to protect." He said angrily.

The mare sat back with a grin. "I love watching you work."

Jess ripped the gun out of his hooves and hit him in the stomach with it. He groaned as he fell back. "Now take us to the vault." Jess ordered.

"Make me," he spat in her face.

She caught it in her magic and vaporized it, "My tool kid please." She says, holding out her hoof.

The mare placed a leather pouch in her hoof. "Last chance. Take us to the safe." Jess said as she opened the bag.

He glared at her before sighing and opening the backdoor. "Fine."

"Good boy." Jess handed the pouch back and followed closely.

Fucking bitch," he muttered under his breath as they walked.

She kicked the back of his knee, causing him to groan in pain, "Shut up pussy." Jess growled. "Now move." She said, shoving him forward.

He grumbled as he continued walking forward. The safe door was as big and as bulky as it could be and still function. It was at least 15 feet wide and 10 feet tall. It was made of reinforced solid steel.

The manager smirked to himself. "I don't have the code. You'll never get inside," He said with a cheeky grin.

"Watch me." She said, shoving him to the side, "You two, start drawing the teleportation rune!" She ordered to her subordinates.

They nodded and got to work. "Pffft! That steel is a foot and a half thick!" The manager bragged.

The two subordinates of Jess's in the room snickered. "This idiot doesn't know what's coming." The mare chuckled.

"Let's get this out of the way first." She says, grabbing the massive wheel in the center of the door and pulling. It popped off without any trouble at all.

"What the hell?!" the manager shouted.

She hefted it for a moment before tossing it aside, "You guys went for Chinese steel didn't you? You stupid Equestrians, Japan makes the best steel out of anypony."

"Most of our hardware is Japanese right?" The mare asked her fellow gang member.

"Yeah," he nodded in response.

"How's that rune coming?!" Jess yelled over the sound of steel creaking and groaning as she started to peel the front of the door off with her bare hooves, deciding to start from the bottom corner.

"Almost done Commander!" The mare said.

The manager's face was comical in the shock he was experiencing watching Jess work. She ripped the crumpled slab of metal away to reveal the inner workings of the safe, "Hey, I remember this model!" Jess said with a smile.

"Huh." The woman said. "Cool. What's it from?" she asked.

"This is the model Vinyl used to train me!" Jess said, uncharacteristically giddy.

"Oh! That's actually cool! It was harder to break in before, huh?" The mare said with a grin as she finished the rune.

"Yeah, The Boss taught me how to figure out the combinations. Not that I need them anymore." She says as she starts gutting the safe door, throwing the pieces into a growing pile.

The manager just continued to stare in shock as she worked.

"So what's your paycheck like?" She ask him, "Any benefits?"

The manager blinked a few times before answering. "Uh...I pretty much get the works," he answered, unsure of where she's going with that.

"Really? Your loan history says otherwise." Jess pointed out.

"What do you mean by that?" The manager asked nervously.

"Don't play dumb. You've lost a lot of money gambling. More than you could possibly hope to repay." Jess said, revealing she knew quite a bit about the stallion.

His eyes widened at her words.

"And I know your creditors are getting....impatient..." Jess finished.

"....how do you know about all of this?" The manager asked.

"Because I always do my research. Especially when it comes to potential moles," Jess answered.

"What's in it for me?" He asked, crossing his hooves.

"Well for one, you don't die today." Jess said as she finished destroying the door.

"Fine." He sighed, crossing his hooves.

"Good. One of you, take him back to where we found him and shoot him in the knee. It needs to look real." Jess said.

The mare grabbed the manager. "Come on," She said.

"Wait what? I don't wanna be shot in the knee!" He complained.

The mare through him forward and pressed her revolver into the back of his head. "I can shoot you in the head if you'd prefer!" She growled.

".....the knee is fine...."

"That's what I thought. Now quit being a pussy and come the fuck on," She said, pulling him by his foreleg.

He resumed walking after her. They reached his office and She threw him to the ground and shot him in the knee. "I used a special little bullet. You squeal on the commander, and Pop."

"U....Understood..." he said as he clutched his knee in pain.

The mare walked back into the room. "He's been crippled." She said as she holstered her gun.

"Good." Jess said as she starts punching the last of the door, each hit leaving a deep imprint of her hoof in the steel.

The mare stared at Jess's flanks as she worked.

"You thirsty, rookie?" Jess smirked.

"Yes Ma'am." the mare said eagerly.

"You've been staring at me every chance you've had since you joined."

"You're one of the most decorated members of the syndicate. Right up there with the likes of Sunset Shimmer and Trixie Lulamoon....I uh...I....I have a poster of you in my room." She admitted with a sheepish blush.

"I told pipsqueak to stop making those..." Jess said with a scowl.

The mare's ears folded back with worry. "Sh-Should I tear it down?"

"....no..." Jess said with a sigh, "I just don't like being put on a pedestal like I'm somepony to look up to. I'm not that kind of pony."

"Forgive me for my bluntness commander, but that's definitely not true. You definitely are that kind of pony!"

"No. I'm. Not!" She yelled, her hoof punching through the metal.

The mare flinched at this. "Jess...listen to me....whatever you did in your past...no one in The Octaves will look at you any different....we're a fucking Crime Syndicate....Everyone who's joined has their dark secrets..."

Jess grabbed the edges of the hole and rips it open big enough for tow ponies to slip through. "Find a different role model kid!"

"No! I've looked up to you ever since I was a little filly....in Japan...."

Jess paused at this. "We'll talk about this later. Tell everyone the safe is open and to start tying everyone up, then get back here and start moving this money to the rune."

"I know who you are, Princess." The mare said before leaving to do as ordered.

Author's Note

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