Christmas Break

by vvHunterr

Rating: teen
Tags: Original Character, Equestria Girls, Gilda, Main 7 (EqG), Profanity, Violence, Slice of Life, Human, Sunset Shimmer, Drama, Alternate Universe, Romance
Length: 12052

Winter break after Anon-A-Miss chaos

The sequel to Anon-A-Miss: New Student. It's winter break and Logan and Sunset decide to spend it together but that's not all. Logan's childhood friends are also coming to visit during the holidays. Sunset is excited to spend the holiday with two more people and especially Logan. She's just happy to finally have better friends to spend time with during the holidays.

However, it's not all good news. Abigail hears about a restaurant being filed against a lawsuit. Not just any restaurant, but the one she had founded many years before! Apparently, some costumer had claimed that his food was poisoned by one of the staff members. Abigail's friend is in desperate need of help so she decides to go back to Manehattan and prove her friends' and the restaurant's innocence. She can't help but feel like Gilda's mother had something to do with it.

Published 2021-09-28 22:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-02-04 00:18:43 UTC

First Person Shooter/Gamer Sunset

Logan and Sunset were back in the Human World. They went back to his house and his mother was still at work. They looked in the fridge to see if there was anything to eat.
"We have some leftovers or if you want I can probably take us out. I think I have a few hundred in my drawer."

"I'm not really that hungry," Sunset said. "We can eat anywhere, as long as it's not Sweete Shoppe or anywhere close there." Logan knew exactly why.

"Do you still hate them?" he asked, but he could already guess the answer.

"To be honest, I don't know," Sunset sighed. "I do miss them, but they left me," she said sadly. She thought about her former friends. As much as she missed them, she couldn't help but feel an anger at them for leaving her. Logan gave his girlfriend a comforting hug.

"How about we do something to cheer you up?" He suggested.

"Alright, what do you suggest we do?" Sunset asked. "Is there anything you do for fun?"

"Well I play sports but I'm beginning to get more lazy now. So I moved on to competetive gaming. I recently discovered this game called Valorant. It's also one of the ways how me and my old friends are able to connect with eachother."

"I actually play that game" Sunset smiled.

"Wait really? What's your IGN?"

"Miss_Zero," Sunset smirked.

"Wait..." Logan said. That name sounded so familar to him. Then he remembered before he moved to Canterlot, he was in a Valorant game with his friend Jackson. They were in a voice chat. He recalled getting headshot for more than 10 rounds.

"Bro what the hell?" Logan asked confused. He had been headshotted by an unknown user. He only looked for less than half a second and he was already dead.

"Yo what happened, my dude?" Jackson asked on the other end.

"This person just headshotted me. I died so fast." Logan said. "And that's not all, it's mostly everyone here and dude, this person has zero deaths."

"Probably an exploiter," Jackson concluded.

"I'm not really sure. Maybe I should ask to 1v1." He saw the "exploiter's" name was Miss_Zero. He typed in the chat if he or she wanted to 1v1.

"sure", was the reply.

He also asked if he or she wanted to voice chat, but the offer was declined. After setting up for a 1v1 Logan was starting to regret his desicion. They did a total of 20 rounds and each round Logan did not even get a single win. It seemed like everytime he even saw his oppenent, he had less than a quarter of a second to react.
"Bruh I didn't even get to shoot," he said to himself. Even in close range combat, he still couldn't get a win. The other person's movement was as Logan put it, completley broken, but not in a laggy way.

"So that was you who clapped my ass 20-0?" Logan asked Sunset who had a smug on her face.

"What's your IGN?" Sunset asked.

"Logan1," Logan answered. "It's nothing special, I know."

"So that was you," Sunset giggled. "Hope you weren't too upset."

"No..." Logan said slowly. "But how in the world is your aim sooo....unnatural?"

"It's easy. I just point and click," Sunset smirked. "Oh and also lots of Aimlab," she added. "I'm a bit competetive."

"A bit competetive? You literally wiped out my entire team alone..." Logan said with disbelief.

"If you want I can show you," Sunset offered.

"yeah, I think I need to know how you aim so good." Logan showed Sunset to his gaming P.C and she logged in under her account.

"Alright. Watch and learn," she said grinning. During the game Logan could not believe what he was seeing. Sunset made it look easy... each round she did, she completley cleaned out the other team. Logan looked at the chat.

Bruh what?...

I just got oneshotted

I didn't even see who shot me

don't tell me it's another exploiter

"Sunset...your reaction time...is so..." Is this even real? To put it in an opponents perspective, if you were going against Sunset and you saw her, even before you could left click you were already dead. To Logan it was like watching one of those 'Try not to get satisfied' videos. Sunset's aim...was just cracked. No, it was more than cracked. It was something from another world. She didn't even die once. "I think I know why your called 'Miss_Zero', Sunset," Logan said. "It's because you miss zero shots."

"Well not always," Sunset admitted. She had finished playing and logged off. "I actually do miss sometimes and when I do, I usually hit the person behind my intended target. Now I wanna see you play," she said with a grin. Logan looked nervous.
"umm I don't think I'm-"

"Don't worry, I won't judge you...much." Sunset laughed.

"Oh, alright" Logan said. He logged on to his account and joined a match. Needless to say, his skills were not even halfway close to Sunset's but he still managed to carry his team at least. His aim and flicks were pretty good and so were his headshot accuracy, but nothing compared to Sunset's.

"Not bad," Sunset said as she watched.

"Thanks," Logan said as he was still playing. As he played on, he wondered if Sunset being from another world had anything to do with her godlike aim...probably not. After he was done, he asked Sunset, "So how long you been playing? I don't mean just Valorant. I mean any FPS games."

"Only for like a year," Sunset replied.

"What?!" Logan said in disbelief. "y-you only been playing for a year."

"What's the matter?"

"I've been playing FPS games for three years...and you're already better than me...wow."

"Ahh don't worry, you're actually really good, too!" Sunset complimented.

"Thanks," Logan smiled. "So have you tried to you know...tryout for any tournaments?"

"I actually did, but I got turned down becaue they said I was exploiting. No idea what that means."

"Exploiting is a tool used to gain an unfair advantage." Logan explained. "Like triggerbot. As soon as your crosshair lines with a target it automatically shoots."

"Damn," Sunset said. "So I'm basically an exploiter?"

"No, you're legit." Logan said. "They just think you are one.

A small talk

Abigail had just finished her shift at work. She was exhshausted after a long day of diagnosing and treating diseases. She had just clocked and was walking back to her car.

"Mrs. Pace," said a voice. Abigail stopped in her tracks. A mid-elderly aged woman walked up torwards her. She had on a brown blouse, blue jeans and work shoes. Her skin was white. Abigail immediatley recognized this woman. She was none other than Gilda's mother.

"Hi, can I help you?" Abigail asked trying to be polite.

"Why yes, actually," The woman replied. "My name's Isabel." she extended her hand and both Abigail and her shook hands. The former being a little hesitant. "Now I'm came to ask you for a little cooperation."

"And what would that be? Abigail asked. She started to walk torwards her car but Isabel didn't seem to keen on ending this small talk so soon.

"It's just a little teamwork, that's all."

"What are you even trying to tell me?" Abigail asked. Isabel cleared her throat.

"Well you know how some people make mistakes right? And we should always give them a second chance."

"If this is about bailing your daughter out, then I'm not helping." Abigail said sternly. "She killed my husband, Logan's father. She can't be out here in the open world!"

"Oh don't be so stubborn, Mrs. Pace." Isabel chuckled. "Don't you know what it's like to not have your child knowing he's in a place where he or she might not survive?"

"I'm still not helping." Abigail said. Isabel took a wad of cash from her purse.

"If you do, I might make it worth your while."

"You're trying to bribe me?" Abigail asked baffled. "Listen, I make 3 times as much than what you're trying to offer." Isabel put the money back in her purse.

"I don't understand why you have no sympathy," Isabel began to argue.

"Look, I know you want your daughter back, but she commited a crime and now she's behind bars. She needs time to think about what she's done. Have a good night." Abigail walked away and got in her car. How dare she try to convince me into helping her bail her daughter out. She turned on the engine and drove back home.

Isabel continued to walk as she thought, Fine, if she doesn't want to help me, then I'll think of something else! An evil grin came to her face. She had thought of an idea.

"Oh this is going to be so good," Logan snickered.

"What do you mean?" Sunset asked. She was at his computer loading up Valorant.

"Ok so my friend Jackson right? He's a super cracked player and I have never won him before. I think he's like around a Diamond or something. So I just want you to play for me."

"Alright," Sunset smirked. "You need a girl to win for you?"

Logan blushed with embarassment. He didn't want to admit it. "No, not really. I mean I could win Jackson if I really tried,"

"If you say so," Sunset giggled.

"So you play and I'll do the talking." Sunset was on the PC and Logan had the headphones and mic. "Let's hope he's actually on."

Yo Jackson...you there bro?" Logan asked. After a few seconds he got a reply.

"Yoooo what's good, brother? Jackson asked on the other end.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to know if you wanted to 1v1."

"Aight. I'ma ezzzz clap you again,

"Maybe," Logan said with a grin. "I'm ready whenever you are." Logan muted his mic and said to Sunset, "He's actually really cracked so be careful." He turned on his mic again. "Alright ready?"

"ready

Logan (or in this case, Sunset) and Jackson loaded onto the map and began thier rounds. Sunset looked for Jackson around the map. Holding her gun out, ready to be fire.

"Where you at, buddy?" Jackson teased. He saw a glimpse of Sunset and was instantly dead. "Bro, what the?!

"gg, man" Logan said trying not to laugh.

"gg," Jackson replied. "but dude...

Round 2 came up. Sunset ran around the map looking for Jackson. She spotted him on top of a structure and effortlessly headshotted him in one shot.

"dude!"

Logan laughed. "I got a lot better, didn't I?"

"for real...you're actually going to win"

A few more rounds went on and Sunset kept winning all of them. It didn't even look like she broke a sweat as she consitently landed headshots after headshots with ungodly reaction time.

"Dude...how are you so good? Last times we played, I won all rounds and now I couldn't even get a single shot on you."

Logan decided it was time for the reveal. He took off his headphones and gave them to Sunset.

"Hello," Sunset said.

"Wait?! That wasn't you?!"

"You remember that Miss_Zero user that kept on wiping out our entire team?" Logan asked. "Well this is her."

"Bro I knew something was off!" Jackson laughed out loud. "Whoever you are, how are you this good? I can't remember the last time anyone's handed my ass"

"I just point and click and lots and lots of aimlab," Sunset said grinning. "Don't worry you're actually really good too."

"Oh my god," Jackson said. Sunset gave the mic back to Logan.

"So Jackson we can have a real 1v1 later if you want."

"nah, I'm good. I already know what's going to happen. So how you doin?"

"I'm doing good actually. How about you?"

"Well guess what?

"What?"

"My family is coming over to visit you guys and so is Chloe's! We're going to be having a christmas party down over there!"

"Wait?! Are you for real?!" Logan asked excitedly.

"I'm not joking, my dude. Your family, my family, and chloe's family had all talked about how we're going to have a party on christmas over where you live. Not exactly sure where though, but I know it's over at your area."

Logan couldn't believe it. "Alright, I'll see ya later."

"Later, brother." Jackson said as he ended the voice chat.

"You seem quite excited," Sunset said as she noticed him looking eager.

"Jackson and Chloe are coming to visit during the holidays. In case you don't know, they were my childhood friends. We were like peas in a pod. But you will love to meet them, Sunset."

Sunset felt a bit excited. She hoped she could also be friends with Logan's childhood ones as well. Maybe she could find new and better ones than her old ones. she hoped though. "So when are they coming?"

"I'm not sure," Logan admitted. He had forgotten to ask. "But I think it's sometime soon though."

Guilt

AppleJack sat on the couch. Flipping through the T.V channels seeing if there were anything interesting to watch. She was in no mood to do any farmwork.

"What's wrong, Applejack?" Granny Smith asked. "I haven't seen you sad since you're mother and father passed away." she noticed the gloomy face on AppleJack.

"It's nothing, Granny Smith," Applejack stated, but that wasn't true at all.

"Now ah've been alive for a very long time so I know when someone says, 'It's nothing' it mean's there's somethin,"

Applejack groaned and buried her face in her hands. "I just need some time to be alone," Applejack said quietly. Granny understood and left, leaving Applejack by herself. She took out her phone and pulled up a picture of her and her friends, including Sunset. Sunset Shimmer, the one Twilight Sparkle had asked to look out for. AppleJack continued to stare at the picture for awhile. They were all supposed to be Sunset's friend, and they all blew it. "Why..." she said shakily. It was all because of her little sister. She felt an anger brewing inside her, but it was mostly as herself. Applebloom might have started this mess but AppleJack had allowed her anger and pride to consume her. It should have been so obvious. None of this mess would have happened. I wish there was something ah could do. AppleJack decided a walk outside would make her feel slightly better, so she grabbed her winter jacket and headed out. The cool breeze of winter blowing against her. The breeze was actually a bit painfully chilly, but right now, that was the least of AppleJack's concerns. She continued to walk for a while. There didn't seem to be any cars on the road. She saw she was approaching Sweete Shoppe nearby and went inside. She wasn't the only one there. Rainbow Dash and Rarity were also there as well. "Hey girls," she said. There was no excitement in her voice. Only emptiness.

"hey..." Rainbow Dash replied with the same amount of empty feeling.

"Darling, you look a bit, down. But to be honest, we're all feeling a bit gloomy."

"Are Pinkie and Fluttershy here?" Applejack asked.

"Pinkie and Fluttershy said they were too depressed to leave thier homes," Rainbow said. "I can't remember the last time Pinkie didn't seem joyful and Fluttershy just stays at home crying. But I don't blame her. Sometimes I feel like doing the same thing."

"So anyway, what you guys been up to?"

"Nothing much...Just feeling a bit depressed about this whole Anon-A-Miss."

"I don't think anyone's going to forget about what happened the last few weeks," Rainbow groaned. "Hell, I think even next year we won't even forget what happened."

"Is there nothing we can do for Sunset?" Rarity asked. "There has to be be some way we can make it up to her."

Applejack scoffed. "Sunset? Fat chance she'll ever listen to us. She hates our guts now." She sounded tense. "Ah'm sorry but ah don't think there's nothing we can do." Rainbow and Rarity looked down in sadness. "At least for a long time..."

"Are we...horrible people?" Rainbow muttered.

"No, Rainbow. Remember what Logan told us. Deep down we're all good people." AppleJack said. "We just allowed our anger and pride to blind us."

"Logan was right...Godamnnit, why did we refuse to listen?!" Rainbow suddenly shouted.

"Well we can't just sit and do nothing. If we want to repair our friendship with Sunset, we have to show her how sorry we truly are," Rarity announced. "Which will take more than just saying 'we're sorry.'"

"Twilight probably hates us too." AppleJack said gloomily. "She asked us to look out for Sunset and we blew it." She decided it was a good time to change the subject for now. "So what are y'all doin for Christmas?"

"I think I'm just going to stay home," Rainbow said. "I don't feel like going out anytime soon. Too much shit happened."

"Same here," Rarity agreed. "Hopefully we can use this break to think about what we've done. And hope this kind of mess never happens again."

After saying goodbye, AppleJack left Sweete Shoppe and continued to walk further down the road. Her boots crunching against the snow every step she took. She sat down at a bench and felt a cold pressure on her legs. Still feeling a bit down, she did something she doesn't normally do. She took a ciggarette from her pocket and a lighter. She lit the other end and put the cigarratte in her mouth, blowing puffs of smoke as she exhaled. Her thoughts a collection of sadness and anger. Her fist tightened as she thought of her sister. A moment passes where she just wanted to strangle her little sister to death for causing this whole chaotic mess. Her face an angry expression as she gritted her teeth, but she also couldn't help think if this was somehow her fault too. I don't neglect my family, do I?. She thought about how they could make it up to Sunset. Obviously, saying sorry would not cut it. They could try to buy Sunset something for Christmas, but she would probably assume they were all trying to bribe her into coming back. She pressed the ciggaratte but down onto the bench and threw it away in the trashcan. With no other place to go, she went back home.

Eating Out

Sunset and Logan decided to eat at a nearby mexican resturaunt. They went inside together and the host asked them,
"How many?"

"Table for two, please." Logan told the host. They were led to a booth against the wall and were given thier menus. They looked through it trying to decide what to order.

"I've actually been here before," Sunset said. "This place is actually really good. You'll like it here."

Logan looked at the different food options before him. "Taco Special with refried beans, enchilida combo with burrito, Habnero Burrito with a side of mexican rice."

"Huh, that's new. I never heard of that one before." Sunset said.

"Which one?"

"The Habnero Burrito. Maybe it's good. You should try it," Sunset suggested.

"Alright, then." Logan said. When the waitress came over to take thier order, Sunset ordered the Enchilida Combo with burrito and a side of soup. Logan ordered the habnero burrito and two soft tacos just for back-up. Sunset ordered a Coke and Logan ordered a Dr. Pepper.

"Alright, I'll be out with your orders shortly," the waitress said as she took the menus from both of them.

"So Logan, you never told me much about your old school," Sunset said.

"Oh well," Logan began. "Back in Manehattan, I went to Canyon High during my freshmen year. I was a bit nervous at first you know...being in a new school and all, but I managed to gather my courage and talk to a few people. And what do you know, I manged to make quite a few friends because of that. Not everyone was welcoming though. I had to deal with a few bullies but nothing too bad." A brief moment passes by where Logan shudders at the thought of Gilda. Sunset seemed to noticed to because she had a concerned look on her face. "Anyways, I really enjoyed sports so I signed up for the soccer team on the first day."

"I bet you made the team first try too." Sunset said smiling.

"You bet I did. Jackson was on the team too. Me and him actually known each other since kindergarten. And Chloe too."

"Who's Chloe?" Sunset asked.

"Oh she was also another one of our childhead friends when we were younger. Let me tell you, Sunset. Those were the golden days." Logan smiled as he remembered his childhood. "Me, Jackson, and Chloe. I may have had as much friends but us three always had eachothers' backs. If someone assaulted one of us, then they would have the other two to deal with."

"Is Chloe also an athlete too?"

"She does cheerleading. If you count that as a sport. She's the captain, though I don't know if she's still captain, of the cheerleading squad. She's also the only one in the entire school to do a quadruple backflip and somersault."

"Wow," Sunset said.

"Well soon after, my dad got a new job at Canterlot so we decided to move here. I will admit I wasn't too keen on moving because it meant leaving my old school and friends behind. So while I do miss them, I realized this new place isn't that bad at all. At my old school, I was actually pretty well known. I wasn't overly popular or anything but most students knew my name. They probably heard about me on the soccer team. I was actually pretty good. Jackson taught me a few tricks and moves when we were growing up."

"I bet you had a great freshmen year," Sunset said.

"I did. It was great for the most part. The teachers were really nice...well most of them. There are some who are just mean but hey, in life your not always going to get anything you want. Also I hate math."

"Almost everyone does," Sunset agreed giggling.

"I hated it before and I still hate it now. That's why I told myself that I was going to become anything but a math mathematician. It's so complicated you know with all the steps and shit. I can't deal with those."

When the waitress came over with thier food, she set thier food and drinks on thier table.

"Thank you," both Logan and Sunset said. Sunset took a bite out of her enchilida and Logan looked at his Habnero burrito. This shouldn't be too bad. He picked it up and took a bite out of it. As soon as he did, he had a burning feeling on his tounge. He put his food down and quickly took a sip from his Dr. Pepper.

"Oh god!" Logan exclaimed. He could still feel the burning heat in his mouth as he tried to swish down a few more of his drink.

"Spicy, isn't it?" Sunset said sarcastically while giggling.

"What the hell they put in this?" Logan asked. He was beginning to sweat now. "I know it's supposed to be hot but damn."

After waiting a few more minutes, the burning feeling finally went away and Logan decided to eat his soft tacos. He offered one to Sunset be she declined.

"If you want, I can finish that burrito for you," she said pointing to the Habnero burrito.

"It's really spicy," Logan warned her.

"eh, nothing I can't handle." Sunset shrugged. Logan gave her the burrito and Sunset began to eat it.

"Mmm, this is really good!" Sunset said.

"What the - is it not spicy for you?" Logan asked. He saw that Sunset wasn't desperately trying to drink something. She ate it like it was nothing.

"I actually ate a lot of spicy things growing up." Sunset explained. "This is nothing," she laughed. When Sunset and Logan finished thier food the waitress gave them the bill. The total was 60 dollars. Logan took out a hundred dollar bill.

"Hey Sunset. Any chance you might be able to break this up?" he asked.

"Yeah I think I can. Hold on." She took out five twentys from her bag and gave them to Logan and he gave her the hundred bill.

"thanks," he said. He went up to pay for thier food. After they were done they headed out.

Desperate Call for Help

"Hey, Mom. How was work today?" Logan asked as he and Sunset went inside.

"It was nothing too special. And I can tell you and Sunset had a lot of fun."

"We sure did, Mom." Logan smiled. "So nothing too special for you?"

"Actually, I did have someone visit me, take a wild guess who it was."

"I bet it was Gilda's mother," Sunset guessed. "She's crazy about bailing her daughter out."

"She even asked me to help her!" Abigail said exasperated. "Can you believe that? She isn't willing to admit what her daughter's done and thinks she is an innocent angel with a 'mental illnes'."

"I wouldn't worry too much about her. Everyone will think she is crazy, and more than likely no one will believe her," Logan reassured. Abigail's phone rang and she saw it was from her friend, Theresa. "hang on. I gotta take this." She went into her room and closed the door.

"Abigail! Abigail. It's horrible!"

"Theresa, calm down and tell me what happened!"

"We had a huge incident at the resturaunt! Someone got poisoned by eating one of our foods and now we're doomed to be sued out of our last penny"

Abigail couldn't believe it. "What?! The one I founded?"

"Yes! If I lose this bussiness, I don't know where I'll go. The whole resturant is closed down. If you could help out, we would aboslutley appreciate it, but I understand if you can't."

"Are you kidding? Of course I'll help you. Even if I left the resturaunt many years ago it still holds a special place in my heart and I would do anything to keep it open."

"Oh my goodness. You don't know how much this means to us!".

Abigail hung up and went out of her room. She decided she was going back to Manehattan to prove the resturaunts innocence. After telling Logan what was happening, she gave him the house keys.

"You're going back to Manehattan?" Logan asked.

"Yes," Abigail said. "My friend and the resturaunt needs me there. Tell Jackson's and Chloe's parents I won't be able to make it to the christmas party."

"Will do. Be careful, Mom."

Abigail went to pack her things for the trip and left the house, the car pulling out of the driveway and taking off.

"It must be real bad," Sunset assumed. "I hope everything works out alright."

I sure hope so too. And I can't help but think Gilda's mom has something to do with all this."

"You don't think..." Sunset wondered. "No...no, no I don't think."

"I think Gilda's mom is planning to sue Theresa's resturaunt so she can get the money to bail her daughter out." Logan said with horror.

A couple hours later a knock was heard on the front door. Logan went to answer and opened the door. There were two teens standing infront. One was a boy who had brown hair and wore a winter jacket with black pants. The other was wore wore light blue jeans and a blue coat. Logan immediatley knew who these were. "Ayo, Jackson, Chloe! what are you two doing here?"

Jackson smugged. "We've came by to visit, duh! Come on! Bring it in you son of bitch!"

Jackson and Logan gave eachother a pat hug. Logan also shared a warm hug with Chloe. "By the way, congrats on Platimum rank by the way. I just noticed it," Jackson added.

"Thanks, dude. I actually didn't think I'll get that far to be honest, hehe."

Sunset had walked up. She gave a friendly wave and smile to the two guests.

"Oh and by the way this is Sunset Shimmer, my girlfriend," Logan said. "Sunset, this is Logan and that's Chloe." Logan introduced Sunset to the guests. "These two are my oldest friends I have."

"How you doin?" Jackson said while holding a peace sign.

"It's so nice to meet you, Sunset!" Chloe said cheerfully. She shook hands with Sunset. "I really like how you dyed your hair by the way!"

"Thanks," Sunset chuckled. "But it's not dyed. It's real."

"Oh really? It must be some sort of super rare gene. But I'm not a genius."

Logan looked over and saw Jackson's and Chloe's parents unloading the car. He gave a wave to them which they returned.

"Oh and by the way Logan. We're really sorry about what happened." Jackson said. "We know how much your father meant to you."

"Thanks, Jackson. And don't worry about it. I'm feeling a lot better now."

Jackson's parent's were the first to come up. The wife was mid-elderly aged with brown hair like Jackson. She wore purple winter scarf and black coat. She also wore grey sweatpants. The husband also had brown hair, a blue scarf, light brown winter jacket and sweatpants "Hello, Logan dear. How are you?" greeted the mother.

"I'm not doing too bad, Mrs. Cowbell." Logan smiled warmly.

"Well that's nice. Is your mother here?"

"She actually had to leave for an emergency. Her old resturaunt is in trouble."

"Oh my!" Mrs. Cowbell gasped. "Abigail's Good Eats?! My, that's where me and my husband go at all the time!"

Chloe's parents came up next. Her mother had blonde hair and wore a white winter coat with a light brown scarf and jeans. Her father had blonde hair and wore a winter sweater and sweatpants. "How you doing Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood?" Logan greeted them.

"We're doing very well thank you, Logan." Mr. Blackwood smiled. He then noticed Sunset. "And I see you made a new friend as well!"

"Actually, she's my girlfriend," Logan said.

"Hi, Mr. Blackwood. It's very nice to meet you," Sunset said politley.

"Same to you, Lass." Mr. Blackwood greeted back.

"How are you doing?" Mrs. Blackwood asked.

"Oh I'm doing alright."

"Hopefully Logan can keep you. You know what they say. Third times the charm." Mr. Blackwood laughed. Sunset looked confused.

"yeah, I kinda didn't mention that you were my third one," Logan said nervously. He hoped Sunset wouldn't be too upset, but to his relief she wasn't.

"Hey, that's something we both have in common then! Except I only have one ex. He plays the guitar and we dated for awhile but things got a bit complicated. He's a really nice dude though."

"Well I have two actually." Logan said. "The first one I dated for awhile but soon I only found out she was only with me because she knows my mother makes a lot of cash."

"That's horrible," Sunset frowned.

"Tell me about it. When I found out, I dumped her right on the spot."

"I would have done so too," Jackson agreed.

"You know I still get messages and voice calls from Bethany," Logan said. But I just put it so all her messages are sent to my trash. And my second one we dated longer than my first, Audrey was her name. One day I walked in on her kissing another guy,"

"Oh my god...I'm really sorry about that." Sunset said solemly. "It must have been horrible for you."

"Thanks. I took a major break after those two and just did school and video games. Unlike Bethany. Audrey didn't try to text me back."

"How about you kids have fun with yourselves?" Mr. Blackwood suggested. "Just be sure not to get into any major trouble and don't come back too late."

"That sounds like a good idea." Jackson said. Chloe agreed.

"Im in." Logan followed. "You wanna come Sunset?"

"Sure," Sunset smiled.

Mr. Cowbell handed Jackson the car keys. "Drive safely. There's a lot of snow here."

"Don't worry, Dad. I got this"

The teens drove off leaving the parents to catch up with one another.

.

Ice-Skating

Logan, Jackson, Sunset, and Chloe had all decided to try out ice-skating at the lake nearby that had just frozen over.

"Have you ever been ice skating before, Sunset?" Chloe asked. "It's really fun if you haven't."

Sunset shook her head. "I actually never did. I don't think I've ever did any type of skating before."

"Don't worry, babe. I haven't done any physical activities since I retired from them," Logan told her. "Hell, I haven't even done ice skating before so however bad you are I'll be ten times worse." Sunset, Jackson, and Chloe all laughed.

"Man I haven't done anything physical for a LONG time. I just went from being a competive athlete to a sweaty esports player," Jackson sighed.

"Same, my dude." Logan said. They spotted the lake and pulled in the parking lot. They got out and went to the front to get thier ice skates. It was for free. They fitted them on and looked at the massive lake where other people were skating. People of all ages and sizes. Some were really skilled while others not so much. Logan felt Sunset grab his hand and whispered,

"We can learn this together."

Logan smiled and took her hand. They slowly approached the ice.

"Woah!" Logan gasped as he nearly tripped over.

"Don't fall yet! We haven't even got on yet!" Sunset giggled. While this was the first time ice skating, Logan did do roller skating before. But that was a long time ago and it's not exactly the same on ice as it is on wood. They approached the ice and slowly started to skate. Logan figured to do this he would need to slightly raise one foot to the side while repeating the process on the other foot. Sunset saw and followed his move. Once they got the hang of it, they started to pick up the pace a bit. They saw Chloe do a figure eight skate followed by a layback spin and topped it off with a triple axel.

"Damn, you good!" Logan said.

"Thanks! Is this first time for you guys?" She chuckled.

"You bet." Logan looked at Jackson who had already fallen. "And we can tell we're not the only beginners here."

Sunset and Logan continued to skate. They felt like they could go a bit faster so they started to speed up a little bit. They continued to hold hands as they skated on the frozen lake.

"If you want I can teach you some basic moves on the ice," Chloe offered.

"Sure, what you got in mind?" Sunset asked.

"Well this one is a really good one for beginners. It's called the bunny hop." Chloe began to demonstrate. "For this one, you need to get a good momentum. Follow what I do." She began to move around on the ice, swaying her feet to the side. "Once you get enough momentum pay closely attention. You want to quickly kick your back feet infront of you and switch it back fast. Make sure not to kick to far."

"Ok doesn't sound hard." Logan said. He tried it out first. He began to move by swaying his feet side to side gaining more speed and momentum. Here goes nothing. He began to kick his back foot in front of him but he had misplaced his footing and landed hard on his side.

"Oh my god, are you ok?" Sunset asked worried.

Y-yeah I'm fine." Logan groaned holding his side. "At least I didn't break anything. Lemme just get up hold on." He tried to get up but the ice was making it difficult. Sunset went over and helped him up.

"Thanks."

"Not bad," Chloe smiled. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get that move down in no time. And before you know it, you can do the more harder ones."

"Wow. So how are you so good at skating?" Logan asked Chloe.

"I've been watching YouTube videos and tricks on how to ice skate. And I've been doing it since I was like really young. Like seven years old."

"I thought you only did cheerleading and you quit."

"Nah, I also did competetive ice skating. What you thought Jackson was the only athlete sweat?"

Logan laughed. Speaking of Jackson, they saw him fall over a third time while he tried to do a jump spin.

"Careful, there buddy!" Logan said laughing. "I know you're cracked at almost every sport but don't get too overconfident."

Now it was Sunset's turn. She followed the same moves as Logan and when it came to do the bunnyhop, she also lost her balance and fell on her stomach. Logan grabbed her hand helping her back up.

"I can see you two have never skated." Chloe giggled. "But don't worry, ice skating is very hard to do, even at a basic level."

She then showed off some of her own moves such as a Biellmen spin, another triple axel, a quadruple jump, and the triple lutz. Jackson, Logan, and Sunset can only stare in amazement.

"My dude, did you know Chloe is a god at skating?" Logan asked.

"Hell nah, I thought she only did cheerleading!"

After they skated for a couple more hours, it was getting dark and they gave back thier ice skates and headed home.

Arriving at Manehattan/Christmas Party Plans

Abigail had just gotten off the plane and sat down on the benches in the terminal. She had recieved a text from Theresa to meet her here once she got off the plane.

"Abigial?!"

Abigail looked up and saw her friend walking torwards her. She smiled. "Theresa, how great it is to see you again!" They both shared a warm hug.

"Thank you so much for even bothering to come all this way," Theresa said gratefully. "I really do appreciate it."

"Hey, that's what friends are for," Abigail said. They walked outside to the parking lot and drove over to Theresa's. Once they arrived there, they went inside and the latter wasted no time opening up her laptop and showing Abigail the footage.

"This is the incident that took place," Theresa explained. "I wasn't there but..." They watched the footage. Theresa pointed to showed a stranger eating his food. Nothing out of the ordinary. After he was done, he went to the restroom to wash his hands. Again, nothing unusual there, but Abigail knew something was about to happen. She couldn't have been more right. People frantically rushed to the restroom trying to pull open the locked door. The next thing they knew, the cops and ambulance arrived at the scene. They broke open the door and placed the man onto the stretcher and into the ambulance. His face was deathly white and the bathroom reeked of vomit.

"Oh my..."Abigail said.

"Based on what I heard, that man had screamed from inside. Calling for someone to call for help. All those who witnessed say he was perfectly fine before he ate. So they concluded that we poisoned our food."

"I can't believe it. I just can't." Abigail gasped.

*At the scene*

After the police and ambulance left, one of the customers got really angry. "Is this what you feed your customers?! Some type of poison?!" he snapped at one of the waitresses. She flinched.

"What? No! I don't understand. I don't know how-"

"Quit your lying! I saw you were the one who bought the plate over to that man! Do you know how much trouble you are in?! Not just you but the whole resturaunt!"

The Sous Chef came out. "Sir, please stay calm. I can assure you my waitress here or any other waitresses or waiters had nothing to do with the incident." he told the angry customer.

"Do you have any idea who you're talking to? He pulled out a badge and showed it to the chef. "My name is Jason Axton and I'm an attorney. When I'm done with you, your resturaunt will never open again!" he stormed off. The waitress who was there looked on nervously.

"He doesn't really mean that...does he?" she asked shakily.

"I think he might," the Chef replied sadly. "Call the Owner. Tell her everything that just happened."

"Yes, sir. Right away." she dialed the owner and told her everything that had recently occured.

"After I recieved that phonecall I immediatley knew something was very wrong. I know non of my workers would ever do something to harm anyone." She groaned in despair. "What am I going to do? If we lose this, a lot of my workers would be without jobs!" Abigail put a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder.

"We must not give up so soon." she said.

"So yeah, my family and my friend's family will be having a huge christmas party near the holidays." Logan said as they ate. "You should defintley come, Sunset. It's going to be a good one."

"Why not, after all it would be nice to meet your family." Sunset smiled. "Is it going to be here?"

"Oh heavens no!" Mr. Blackwood laughed. "We would be crushed to death if we had it here! It's going to be at the huge log cabin. Its designed to hold 3 families in it."

"Wow..." Logan said. "I never actually been there before. So when do we leave?"

"In a few days. We gotta make sure we get everything ready first." Mrs. Cowbell said. After they were done eating Sunset excused herself to the restroom. She closed the door behind her and took out her journal.

Dear, Princess Twilight

How are you doing? For me. I'm not doing too bad myself. Logan's family and his friend's family are having a big christmas party later this week and he has asked me to come. Of course I accepted. I just hope his family likes me.
I also met his two childhood friends and they are some of the nicest I've ever saw. I'm feeling a lot better now. I might finally have another chance to be surroudned by those who care about me.

Sunset Shimmer.

Traveling

Sunset,

It makes me happy knowing you finally feel at home. You don't know how lucky you are to have someone who won't leave your side and for the two new people, from what I could tell they seem to be really nice. At least I hope so anyways. Hope you have a great holidays in your world.

your friend, Twilight Sparkle

"Woah, dude look at this!" Jackson said as he showed Logan his phone. "Didn't this used to be your mom's resturaunt?"

"Yeah she already told me what had happened,"

The article read "Abigail Good Eats threatened to shut down after poison incident."

"I just can't help but feel that Gilda's mom had something to do with it..." Logan said.

"Is Gilda the one who um," Jackson said but didn't feel comfortable saying it.

"Yes, she is," Sunset answered. "And her mother is trying to defend her saying she has a mental illness!"

"Not Abigails!" Chloe said sadly. "That's my favorite resturaunt to eat at!"

"Really?" Logan asked. "I actually never been there, despite my mom running it. I was still really young."

"It is," Mr. Blackwood said. "And I must admit, it's mighty good too. There's just something about that food that takes you into a heaven when you take that first bite."

"I just can't believe Abigail's would do something horrible," Logan muttered.

"Me neither, but I don't think it was any of the workers! They were all super friendly. Definitley didn't look like they would hurt anyone!" Chloe wondered.

"You don't think...that Gilda's mom set up the whole scene just so she can get money off of Abigail's and bail her daughter out do you?"

"It seems likely," Sunset said. "And it seems exactly like the kind of cruel thing she can do!"

"But Sunset, if Gilda's mom is here, then how can she set the whole thing up if Abigail's is all the way in Manehattan?"
Logan did have a point. But again, it's too much of a coincidence that out of all Resturaunts, Abigail's is the one who gets sued. "Anyways, are we almost there yet?"

"Not yet, another hour or so," Mrs. BlackWood replied.

"Hey, Logan you never told us about your new school!" Chloe said.

"Oh yeah, well for starters it's a lot bigger than yours umm oh yeah and the cafeteria food is a complete upgrade to Canyon High's."

"What's the name of your school?" Jackson asked.

"Canterlot High. Our mascot is basically a horse a something, I don't know. I haven't been to any pep rallies yet."

"Wait you said the food there was better than the your old school?"

"It is, I almost forgot it was school food."

"Lucky! Our food is complete dog water and always has been!"

"I'm sure it hasn't always been like that," Sunset assured.

"Sunset, my and Chloe's parents went to the Canyon High before us. They can literally confirm how terrible it is!"

"It's true," Mr. Blackwood said. "40 years ago it sucked ass, and 40 years later it still sucks ass"

"Damn," Logan sighed. "That's probably one reason I'm glad I moved out hehe."

Applejack recieved a group chat text from Rainbow Dash when she got home.

Has anyone seen Sunset? She's not at her apartment ?

I didn't. Have you checked around town? She can't be far.

Maybe we can try to throw her a imsupersuperduper sorry party

I haven't seen Sunset either, but I know she's probably with Logan.

I don't think Sunset is ready to be our friend again. I was really mean to her!

Don't blame yourself Flutters. I was probably the worse bitch out of you all

AppleJack turned off her phone and sighed. Maybe Princess Twilight would no something about this, but unfortunatley the only way to communicate with her is through Sunset's journal and she figured the portal is closed off until for a really long time.

News and New Policy

"Popular resturaut now facing a major lawsuit that could potentially threaten to shut down it's doors for good." said a news anchor. "Never in almost twenty years this resutraunt had opened had this ever happened before. Brianna has more on the story."

"Thank you. Last week Abigail Good Eats has gotten in some serious hot water, all because of an incident that nearly cost a customer his life." Brianna cleared her throat before continuing. "Last Thursday a man, who he he asked not to identify, had suffered a poison attack MOMENTS after eating. People who were there all heard him scream from the bathroom. Vommiting and asking someone to call for an ambulance."

"I honestly don't understand. I don't have any clue whatsoever." Brandon said to the camera. "Never in my years of working here have we had something as bad as this."

"Just the next day, police have identified traces of a lethal poison: Tetrodetoxin."

"I don't have any idea, nor do my workers have any idea how it got there." Brandon said sadly. "That's Fugu poisoning and we don't even sell that type of fish. The only fish we serve is salmon, tilapia, and tuna."

"in another story, after speaking to government officials they have decided to outlaw all firearms." Brianna said. "After, a fatul incident that happened not too long ago, everyone is now prohibited from owning any guns in thier household. These include more lethal weapons like the Uzi machine gun, the glock .45 caliber, and the m1911 pistol. Anyone who posseses these weapons could face a charge up to $500,000 and if things get bad, up to ten years in prison. There are only two exceptions for this new policy: "If you're a police officer or if you're a veteran."

Micro Chips had a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew exactly what incident. No. He not only knew, but he played a major role in all of it. Even though he was let go, he still couldn't get the feeling of guilt off his chest. He blamed himself for being a coward. He hated himself for it. He figured Gilda knew that he was let go and was no doubt filled with rage. In the crazed state she was in, there was no doubt she would go after him when she escaped. Yes, when. Not "if" because Micro knew just what Gilda was capable of, but this was by far her worst. Her other accomplices were also facing charges but not as severe as thier leader. It wouldn't take long for everyone to figure out what he's done but there's nothing he can do about it. Maybe just stay at home forever? Never show his face again? "Maybe I should move to a different state and change my name/" he thought. He turned off the T.V and looked at the time. It was almost midnight and his parents, who were very reliefed that thier son was not thrown in jail, were still at work. He went to his bedroom and closed the door. Tommorrow is a new day

The next morning, Micro started to wake up from a loud knocking on the front door.

"Police!"

He started to go downstairs and answer but his father, Disk Drive. Had already answered it. A police officer stood at the front of his doorsteps.

"Mornin, Officer." Disk said a bit nervously. "Can I help you?"

"I'm just here to inform you about our new gun law that had just been passed out." The officer said calmly. He showed Disk a search warrant. "In case you haven't heard, we're outlawing all fire arms. We need to do a search on your house to make sure you don't have any."

Disk saw more police officers at other people's house. "So are guns like banned forever?"

"I'm afraid so."

Disk stepped aside to let the officer in.

"Someone check the upstairs while I check the main floor," the officer said to his walkie.

"Right away, sir." a voice responded. Another officer came in and started to search the entire upstairs.

"Honey, what's happening? What's going on?" Disk's wife, Ada Drive asked worried. "Why are these officers here?"

"There doing a search around our house for any weapons we have." Disk said.

Both officers searched everywhere. From every room, cabinet, not to mentions spaces underneath furniture.

"I searched up here. There doesn't seem to be anything here," said the officer upstairs.

"Copy that." said the one on the main floor. After he too was done searching, they decided to patch things up and leave.

"Wait! Officers!" Ada said. They stopped and turned around. "How are we supposed to defend ourselves against a home invasion?"

"I'm glad you asked that, ma'am because there is a much safer and efficient way. We're working with government officials to bring a new home security that people can use." The first officer explained. "It's an A.I system that you can set up to only allow certain people in your household, such as your husband and son. How it works is it saves and recognizes your facial features to let it know you and other people are accepted here."

"If anyone who is not on that "whitelist" enters, an alarm will sound and we will be notified immediatley to put a stop to it." The second one added.

"I guess that's understandable," Ada sighed. "Well thank you, Officers."

"No problem, Miss. You folks have a nice day." he said and they left the house. After they shut the door behind them, Ada began to research about this new "home security" system. She looked it up on the computer.

"CDAI" Ada read to herself. "Canterlot Defense Artificail Intelligence."

Introducing the brand new Artificial Intillegence that can help protect your home from dangerous invasions! Easy to use! All it requires is a facial feature from you and people you choose. Also includes 24 hour real time survelliance. Alarms that notify police, when you're away, you can set it up to monitor human motion detection and a notification will be sent to you through our new app under the same name. The app also allows you to monitor your household. Ada read the price and was shocked to see the price. $7,000. "What?!" she nearly spit out her water. Yeah, it's an advnaced security system but that seemed like too much! She groaned and closed out of the tab. Is this really the best way?

Evil Plan

"And I expect you with all the money! Not a penny less!" Isabel said through the phone. "That pitiful resturuant needs to be shut down!" Jason was in his apartment as he was waking up. He groaned and told her she was being crazy if she thinks he can pull it off. "This shouldn't be impossible for you! You're an attorney aren't you?! Just look presentable and they'll believe every word you say!"

Jason sighed. He didn't have any arguments left. "Okay. I'll get your money but I get to keep half! If you get caught you...do not...know me!"

"Fine!" Isabel snorted. She hung up and dialed another number. The phone started to ring until an answer was heard. A female's voice on the other end.

"What is it, Isabel?!" Her voice sounded irrated. "You still haven't paid me for my service the last three times!"

"Mia, darling. Don't worry, you'll get your payment once I get enough. I've just been short on cash latley. I just need you to do two more and I won't bother you ever again."

"Are you fucking with me?!" Mia sounded angry. "You said that for the last three times and I still haven't gotten paid! What...could...you...possibly want?!"

"It's very simple." Isabel sent Mia a photo via text. A picture of Abigail and one of Logan. She had been spying on them some time prior. The pictures clearly shows thier facial features and thier entire body. Mia recieved these pictures and recognized the woman immediatley.

'Wait! wait wait! That's Abigail Pace! She's the founder of the renowned resturaunt! Why exactly would you want to have her dead?!"

"It's a long story. But I'd appreciate it if you can take care of her and her son for me."

"She is not an average person! You better have some big cash for me!"

Isabel grinned like a psychotic person. "After this, you'll be overflowed with so much cash, you can just retire."

"Ugh! Fine! But this better be the last time you call me!"

Isabella hung up and smiled to herself. There can be no witnesses

"Woah!" Logan gasped in awe. There was a massive log cabin. Not one, not two, but three stories high built with an indoor and outdoor swimming pool, a beautiful snowy landscape, and a cozy rooms. Sunset looked at the cabin amazed too.

"This is really beautiful!" Sunset said squeezing Logan's arm.

"God someone tell me I'm dreaming..." Jackson breathed. "This is the second most beautiful thing I've seen right behind my 10-0 score against Logan."

Logan looked annoyed then laughed and Sunset and Chloe joined in.

"Hey, man don't get your hopes up. Once I start training seriously you're not going to get a single win on me!" Logan teased.

"I don't doubt that, bro." Jackson smugged. "Anyways this looks so sick!"

"For real though. hopefully it can fit three families."

Mr. Blackwood pulled in the driveway and they all got out and got thier stuff. As Logan was getting his luggage he noticed Sunset's journal on the floor. He picked it and handed it to her. "You dropped your journal."

"Oh thanks," Sunset said. She grabbed it and that's when it began to vibrate.

"Yo, what in the hell kind of journal is that?!" Jackson said confused. Sunset smiled sheepishly and told them it was a notepad. They seemed to bought it.

"The rest of them should be coming here tomorrow. Let's hope the last people here cleaned up after themselves." Mrs. Cowbell said. "Why don't you kids go have fun? We'll start working on the inside."

"Alr, Mom if you say so." Jackson said. "Come on guys." Jackson said to Chloe, Logan, and Sunset. They walked down near the snowy forest path. Jackson picked up a pile of snow off the ground and made it into a ball. "Hey, Logan remember our snowball fights?" he smirked.

"Yes, Jackson. I remember getting hit in the head over 50 times."

"Yeah...sorry about that, it's habit for me to aim for the head."

"Oh it's no problem. I was just amazed you even managed to do that 50 times..."

Sunset put her hand over her mouth to hide her snickering.

"It's okay, Logan. Jackson couldn't even hit me once even when I was two feet away." Chloe said. Logan and Sunset began to laugh. Jackson looked embarassed.

"Ayo, I thought I said no one knows about that!"

"Oopsies!" Chloe smiled innocently. Jackson grinned. "I was going easy by the way."

"Cap..." Chloe laughed. "So cap"

"Nah, nah even Logan knows. He knows me at my prime..."

"Yeah, buddy..." Logan said failing to hide his laughing. They continued to walk down the trail that led deeper into the snowy forest.

Meanwhile Mr. Blackwood entered the cabin and turned on the lights. "Well look at this!" He gasped. Inside was fully furnished with a large kitchen, A grand living room, and many other rooms. Not only that, but it looked brand new. Like there weren't any previous owners before.

"Oh I just got a text from my sister!" Mrs. Blackwood said as she pulled out her phone. She read the text and told them her sister and her family were going to come by later today.

"While we wait, how 'bout we start cookin something?" Mrs. Cowbell suggested. "I'm thinking about a nice ham."

"Oh you mean the one I make!" Mr. Cowbell chimed in. "Honey, you know I make a good chef."

"I don't know. Remember when I told you to cook Christmas dinner last time and you put the ham in the Microwave?"

Mr. Blackwood put his hands over his mouth as he tried hold sustain his laughing. "Damn. you're house must have had some strong ass microwave to cook that whole entire meat! But don't worry, it was really good!"

"Good evenin, Miss. Can I see your ticket please." The flight attendant said. Mia showed them her ticket. She was wearing a light brown fur jacket with a black skirt and heels. However she wore a blonde haired wig to avoid getting seen because in the magazine section her real face was shown with the words 'WANTED' written underneat it. Not only that but a six hundred grand reward for anyone who can find her. Mia showed the flight attendant her ticket. "Manehatan...I heard that place is getting pretty crowded."

"I'm just going going there as a vacation." Mia said calmly.

"Well I hope you enjoy your flight. You have have a nice one, Ma'am." The flight attendant smiled as she handed her ticket back. Mia boarded the plane and took her seat. The only thing on her mind was find and kill those two targets.

New security system

"Thank you ma'am you have a nice day." The delivery man said as he left. Ada took the quite large box inside her house and set it on the table.

"Okay this better be worth it," she grunted. Inside was a tablet like object with 6 mini cameras that could be attached around the house. On the box was a QR code that when scanned took her to the app that connected her to these cameras. The tablet itself was also able to attach to a wall. She turned it on and a robotic female voice came up.

"Thank you for choosing CDAI. With our advanced technology, you're house has a signifcantly higher chance of staying safe. To begin please state your first and last name."

"Ada Drive" She said.

"Thank you. Please remain still." The machine scanned her face from top to bottom and when it was done, it made a ding sound. "Is there anyone else you would like to add to the accepted list?"

"Yes"

"Please state their first and last names"

"Disk Drive and Micro Chips" Ada told the machine. It seemed to process it until it responded.

"Facial scanning required for them."

"Disk! Micro! I need you for a second!" Ada called out. Micro came first.

"Hey, mom what you-" He was cut off when he saw the new CDAI machine in the living room. "WOAH! I didn't know you actually bought that!"

"It was 7 grand! Now I need you to let it scan your face so it can put you on the accepted list." Ada told her son. Micro complied and the machine scanned his face the same way it did with her. After it was done it was pending for the last person. Her husband.

"Could you call your father in here?

Disk came next. He had the same shocked expression as Micro did. "Honey, what is this?"

"It's the new security system. I need you to let it scan your face so you're on the white list" Ada explained. Her husband looked a bit surprised but nonetheless he let the machine scan his face.

"Scan complete. Enjoy your new security system." The robot voice said

"Let's hope that was worth 7 thousand..." Ada muttered.

"Think, Abigail, think!" Abigail whispered quietly to herself. She was in the hotel room sitting on the couch while Theresa and Brandon were trying to come up with ways to prove the restaurant's innocence. "If I was a criminal, how would I sneak a poison into a restaurant?"

"You okay?" Theresa asked.

Abigail managed a small smile. "Yes, I'm fine...It's just difficult trying to figure out how it happened." Her smile quickly faded into a sad expression. "I can't help but feel like it's my fault."

"Now what makes you say that? You weren't even here when it happened!" Theresa said.

"I mean don't you think I should placed a strict person check for anyone entering or exiting the place? I figured since it wasn't something like an airport it wasn't needed, but now I see how wrong I was."

Theresa put a hand on Abigail's shoulder. "I want you to listen to me. This is not your fault. No one would have known something like this would happen. Especially at a high end restaurant." She smiled kindly. "Whatever happened after you left you must not blame yourself, okay?" Her friend smiled back, albeit weakly.

"Okay, I won't."

"Hey Theresa, Abigail. You'll never believe this but check this out." Brandon gave his phone to Theresa as he showed them a news page about the restaurant. It had apparently been updated just a few hours ago. She scrolled down to the new part as he explained what it was. "So you know how the poison was tetrodotoxin right?"

"Mhm"

"Well it was but it wasn't pure."

"What do you mean, it wasn't pure?" Abigail wondered.

"I mean it was not from an actual pufferfish. The police found out that the poison was made in a lab."

"But I thought that type of poison couldn't be made." Theresa gasped.

"This city is known for having a very high rate of illegal substances," Brandon said. "So it probably won't be long until we find out who the culprit is."

"Um if it makes you uncomfortable answering this then you don't have to but how much are we being sued for?" Abigail asked.

"If we lose this case, then we'll get sued for about 2 billion," Theresa said sadly. Abigail felt her heart sank a little.

"Wow...just unbelievable," she muttered.

"Now I know we needed as much help as we can get so I called up one of my friend. He's an expert in this sort of situation and he'll be meeting us tomorrow." Brandon said.

"Who is he?" Abigail asked.

"He used to work as a detective until he retired just last year. When he saw what happened to the restaurant, he called me asking if everything was okay. I told him everything I knew and he said he'll try to help us out."

"You think he'll be able to crack this case?"

"He's was an expert. He solved over 300 cases so I don't have any doubt he can solve this one. I figured if he can help us catch who bought the poison in, then we can save the restaurant."

Author's Note

Where do I begin?

Well this is kind of awkward. I don't know if anyone is still keeping up with this story and if they aren't, then I don't blame them but to anyone who still is...I cannot thank you enough.
Anyways, to make this short, college and work has been getting on me lately so I haven't had enough time. I know there's probably no one reading this but I figured just in case. I can't guarantee I'll be active full time but I will try to make some time.

Arriving at the crime scene

"Oh my goodness!" Abigail gasped. "What in the world?!"

"I know...it's awful!" Theresa also gapsped. "As soon as I recieved that phone call I knew we were in huge trouble!"
The entire resturuant was closed down with police tape all over. It was not a pretty sight. Abigail could feel a dread inside her. This wasn't the resturaunt she founded. This was supposed to be more than that. Even though it was a high end, it was really meant for anyone to feel at home. To be surroudned by your loved ones. To have the best dining expirence possible, but instead, it had completley turned upside down. "According to the news, I just found out yesterday that the poison was tetrodetoxin."

"What? But isn't that-"

"It is pufferfish poison, but we don't sell pufferfish in any way or form."

"Strange, so that means someone must have had to bring it in, but that begs the question: Who?"

"Y-you don't think it was one of-"

"I highly doubt that," Abigail reassured. "I know my workers are some of the kindest people you will meet but we should play it safe and start to question. You know maybe one of them bought it by accident."

"You're right."

Abigail saw a middle aged man walk torwards them.

"Oh! I almost forgot to tell you we were meeting someone today!" Theresa said. She gestured torwards the man. He had dark brown hair and wore a buttoned down collared t-shirt and work pants and shoes. "This is Brandon Stone. He's the current Sous Chef until well...you know." Brandon smiled at Abigail. "Brandon, this is Abigail. She's the original founder of Abigail's Good Eats."

"Pleasure to meet you, Miss." he said while shaking her hand. "It's a real honor to meet the founder."

"Thank you, and please, call me Abigail," she said kindly.

"Brandon will be helping us crack this case, along with a few others." Theresa said. Brandon nodded.

"Let's not waste any more time."

"You're right." Theresa agreed. "We need to get as much people as we can on this. The more people we have, the more chance we can get preventing our doors from closing for good!"

Jason got a call from his "boss" when he got back to his apartment. "What is it?"

Did you poison him?

"Yes, Isabell. I did. Remember I get half the earnings when we sue this restruaunt. How much are we going for? Ten million? Twenty million?

All of it!

"What?! Are you kidding?! That's like over 2 billion! What do you even need that cash for anyways?!"

That's nothing for you to know. You can do it can't you?

"I mean I can try...but I gotta make sure no one finds the truth."

Good. I need every last penny out of them!

Jason hung up and put his phone on the nightstand. Next to it, was a bottle of Tetrodetoxin.

Abigail and Theresa decided to analyze the footage looking for any suspicious people and clues. So far they haven't found anything eye opening yet. Brandon had decided to call up every one of his chefs, waiters, and waitresses and question them about the incident. A lot of them denied ever having any contact with the toxin, but some did confess. However Brandon knew they only did it because the stress was getting to them. This was evident when after they confess they could not provide a description of the customer that had been poisoned. and they thought maybe if they confessed, the resturaunt would still be saved.

"We might have to do a search on every one of our worker's homes and belongings." Brandon told Abigail. "If it is one of our workers, then our case might be a little easier to solve. If it isn't then it's going to be a lot harder."

Abigail sighed. "Very well then. Me and Theresa looked over the footage again and no one seemed to have any suspicious behaivor. There were no avoiding cameras, no hoodies or anything to cover the face."

"I'll try to find an attorney soon. No matter what happens we should get the best help we need." Brandon said.

"Police!" a voice was heard knocking on the front door of Jason's apartment. He quickly took off his attorney suit so he looked like an ordinary man with nothing better to do at home. He opened the door and saw a police officer in uniform.

"Good evenin, officer. How may I help you?"

"We just want to do a bit of questioning regarding an incident that took place recently," The officer explained. Jason looked over and saw another police officer questioning another person at his house.

"Certainly and I think I know what you're here for." He led the officer inside. "Coffee?" he offered.

"I'm good, thank you." they sat down on the couch facing eachother.

"Now I think that when something like this happens we start to blame ourselves." Jason began. "Like why didn't I see something or why didn't I do anything? Because surely, this case would have been solved a lot quicker."

"Would you mind telling me where you been for the past few days?" The officer asked.

"Of course. Yesterday I was out grocery shopping you know to buy food and supplies. The day before I ate at Abigails. Need me to tell you what I got there?"

"No need."

"And the day before that, I worked out at the gym until I got home around midnight."

"Now..." the officer said. "We had gotten word that a certain toxin was used. More specifically Tetrodetoxin. Would you happen to know anything about that?"

Jason looked over the officer's shoulder and realized he had forgotten to hide the small bottle of Tetrodetoxin! All the officer had to do was turn around and the truth would be right there, but the former kept a calm expression. "No, Ofiicer. I have aboslutely no idea." The officer noticed an attorney badge on the table stand on the side of the couch he was sitting on.

"You're an attorney?" the officer asked a bit shocked.

"I am. I've been practicing law for over seven years."

"I am so sorry. If I had known, I would not have wasted your time." The officer said as he got up to leave.

"Don't worry about it. You're just trying to do your job like everyone else." Jason reassured while smiling. "Anyways you have a great night, Officer."

"You as well," the latter replied as he left. Jason breathed a sigh a relief. That was a close one!

Author's Note

I have little expierence with law so I might be wrong about how attorneys and lawyers work.