The silence of the foals

The crystal doors of Manedy’s hardware store were pulled from the inside. Luster and Anon crossed the threshold.With her telekinesis, Luster closed the doors behind them. They were on the sidewalk in the corner of the street.

Anon, who had gotten inside Manedy’s completely bareback, came out wearing a pair of saddlebags that seemed full of content.

Luster, who was standing next to Anon, put a hoof on his shoulder. “Okay, Anon, you are packed now. I’ve gotten rainboots, a camera device, and a miner hat with a flashlight for you”, she said with a smile, gently shaking his shoulder and tapping the closest side of his saddlebags. Then, she lowered her hoof.
Anon gulped, looking Luster in the eye. He lowered his muzzle and looked down.

“Aw come on, Anon! Cheer up! Just think about all the good you’ll do to this city! To your home!” Luster said.
Anon, still looking down, snorted “Ahm dirty year ol’. Been in prison fo’ fife year. Been useless sin’ den. Ah won’ do gud”.
Luster Dawn closed her eyes and sighed. “You do know you just made a quick assumption right there, don’t you?”. She opened her eyes. Anon looked up at her. “Huh?” He expressed.

With her telekinesis Luster opened one of her saddlebags and took a cloth out. She took her glasses off and started to wipe them. “When I was younger I used to jump to conclusions often too”. She turned her head at him and locked eyes with him. She put the cloth away and put her glasses back on. “Come on”. She raised a forehoof and pointed east. “Let’s get moving”.

Both Luster and Anon were walking down the street perpendicular to Brayed street, they were getting away from Manedy’s and the Fillydelphia Ponice Department.

After walking for five minutes; having passed by three blocks; they reached the northern entrance to the sewers.
The gates which Luster and Anon were before were closed but there weren’t any padlocks or chains blocking it. With her magic, Luster pulled one of the gates. A cloud of putrid dust invaded their nostrils. Luster coughed twice and then looked at Anon; his face showed no emotion; he was looking forward to the entrance.
“I’m so glad ponies can’t puke!” She commented.

Anon turned his head at Luster; he slowly batted his eyes a few times. “Whaddya wan’ me do?” He asked.
Luster smiled. “Take all the equipment out of the saddlebags. We’re gonna suit you up”.
Anon opened his eyes wide, he looked around, moving his head. In the street there were a few ponies walking or pulling carts. He looked back at Luster. “Uh, here?”

Luster nodded energetically twice. She raised a hoof and shook it. “No offense but, I’m sure you’re used to being looked down by ponies”. She lowered her hoof. “Besides you’re just gonna wear work equipment”.

A few minutes later, and with the help of Luster’s magic, Anon was prepared; black rainboots up to his knees and a red helmet with a flashlight. “Like they explained at the store, this is how you turn the lights on or off”. She was in front of Anon. She had raised a hoof and put it on the helmet, pressing a button on its side. After she lowered her hoof, Anon also played with the button for a few seconds, and then he turned the white light it produced off.

Anon was standing before the open gate. Luster was by his side. In front of them there was a black void that went downstairs.

“Oh, before I forget”. Luster, with her magic, opened one of her saddlebags and took a cloth bag. That object, surrounded by her magic aura, produced a metal rattle as it was shaking; floating around. Anon looked to the side at Luster and the bag. The cloth item had sewn: Rearing Terminal Market. “This is for you”. Luster brought the bag close to Anon’s face. “It’s not much. I guess it has around eight silver bits”. She chuckled. Anon opened his eyes wide, looking at the bag in front of his face. He turned his head towards Luster.

“I’m gonna put the bag on one of your saddlebags, okay?” Luster indicated. Anon closed his eyes and nodded. “Dank ya”. He turned his head back forward.
“Oh! Let’s not forget!” As she put the bag of bits inside Anon’s saddlebag, she took out the camera device. She left the device floating in front of them. She turned her head towards Anon and he did the same towards her. “You do remember how to use it, right?” She asked. Anon nodded. “Yea. Press button’n’left”. He answered. Luster smiled and nodded. “Excellent! Now…” She turned around, facing the other side of the street; the camera surrounded by her magic followed her. She raised a forehoof and shook it. “Come on, let’s take a picture”. She turned her head towards Anon, who was almost behind her. He turned around and walked until he was next to Luster. They both had their eyes on the camera floating in front of them.

“Say Whinny!” Luster pronounced. There was a flash of white light that, despite being a whinniesday noon, surpassed the sunlight. “Okay, that’s enough roundabouts”, Luster said. “Let me put it in your saddlebag”.

Anon stood still. Luster, with her telekinesis, opened one of his bags and brought the camera inside. The saddlebag was closed and her horn stopped illuminating.

Luster turned around and so did Anon. They were before the gates to the northern entrance to the sewers. Luster, who was next to Anon, put a hoof on his shoulder. He loudly gulped. She looked at him. “I wish you luck”. She tapped his shoulder twice. There was a smile on her face. “If you find anything interesting down there, I promise you more bits! Remember, we are looking for a serial killer! A photo of him would be nice”.

Anon nodded. He stepped forward and crossed the threshold. He started to go downstairs. He stopped for a second and raised a hoof to turn on his flashlight-helmet; then he continued going down.

Luster watched Anon from behind, and from above too.

She, before the gates of the sewers, closed her eyes and sighed. “This is for you, Twilight. No wonder why you gave me the title of Princess of Persistence”, she thought aloud.