Speechless: An MLP Crime Romance

Flim and Flam were thrown to the floor in a heap. They groaned, hearing the door close and lock. Shakily getting to their knees, they took in their surroundings and instantly paled. They'd been brought to HER office. Nothing good ever came from someone being brought to her office.

"You both massively fucked up," Pinkie Pie said, her back to the brothers. She was dressed in a white button down and black trousers, her curly magenta mane tied behind her. A black waistcoat completed the ensemble, and they could see a black blazer hung on the back of her chair. "I've tolerated, key word 'tolerated', your shady operations because at the end of the day, you didn't have it affect the family. Because I thought the two of you knew better." There was a pause, as the two brother's saw a puff of smoke come from above her. "Then you two sent a little girl to the hospital. Now, your shop has been condemned, and the Fed's are investigating. Do you have ANY idea of how this will affect the family? What am I saying, of course you don't. You don't care about anything but the almighty dollar, right?" Flim and Flam glared.

"You're preaching morality? How many criminal activities have you taken part in?!" they snapped. Rainbow Dash, in response, pistol whipped the two brothers.

"I would be very, VERY careful with the next thing that comes out of your fucking mouths," she snarled, holding her pistol on the two of them.

"Stand down, Dashie. They're just words," Pinkie said. "To answer your question, yes. I have taken part in horrible things, things that can be considered criminal. But at the end of the day, I did it for the family, for our safety and security, and I can sleep soundly at night knowing that." Finally, she turned to face them, her blue eyes burning. "You two, however, did it for no one but yourselves! A CHILD was hospitalized because of the shit that YOU sold her and because of that, the fucking FBI has agents here, in this city, INVESTIGATING!" Flim and Flam gulped, their eyes widening in fear.

Pinkie Pie didn't get angry easily. She was the most outgoing of the Don's children.
Limestone, the eldest and current heir, had always had a hair-trigger temper. It meant that failure was dealt with swiftly and loyalty was assured, but it also made her not well equipped for things that required a delicate touch.
Maud, the second eldest, was almost the complete opposite. She was monotone almost all the time, never really extended beyond her territory, and dealt with problems that arose within it in whatever manner she needed to. But, as with the rest of her sister's, anything that threatened her family meant that all bet's were off, and Maud's anger could be as equal as Limestone's.
Their youngest sister, Marble, was Pinkie's twin, but where Pinkie was outgoing, Marble was more content to stay inside and not interact with anyone.
Regardless, Pinkie Pie was not easy to get angry, so the brother's on the receiving end of her anger scared them to no end. They weren't sure WHAT would happen to them. She may not be Limestone, but Pinkie wasn't one to just let harm to the family go unpunished.

"Boys, let me make this very clear for you; I. Am. Pissed. Right now, I'm contemplating whether or not I just send you back to jail and let you rot. That, or put a bullet in both your heads, and save myself and my family the headache of you both." Slowly approaching her desk, she opened the drawer and procured from it a pair of pliers. "But if you both cooperate and tell me what I want to know, I might just let you both scurry away like the rat's you are." Lifting up a baseball bat that rested behind her chair, she hefted it onto her shoulder and approached the brothers. "So, what'll it be?"

Twilight and Moondancer pored over the case file's for SMILE, while enjoying cheap Chinese takeout. The opened case file lay on Twilight's maple coffee table, along with the only copy of Discord's CHAOS formula that had been submitted into evidence.

"CHAOS and SMILE might not be the same, but they seem to affect the same part of the brain. CHAOS affected mood, depending on the user. Some of them became massively depressed, other's became volatile and angry and so on. But, SMILE makes the user's extremely happy, and enough of a dose can result in a rictus grin at death," Twilight said, swallowing down her bite of lo-mein.

"Right, but even small doses can cause that to happen. That's what happened with Sweetie Belle; she said that after the first bite she felt SO happy. And even worse, she wanted more," Moondancer replied.

"Right, that's the more dangerous thing. CHAOS didn't make the user's addicted most of the time. For Discord, it was the sick thrill of the aftermath, how their lives were affected after the drug left their system. But SMILE only takes one piece, and instantly you want more." Twilight straightened her glasses, picking up a picture of a corpse in the Canterlot morgue. His name was Flash Sentry, a former graduate of Canterlot High. He'd been the first fatal victim of SMILE. She had to feel sorry for him. No one should die so young. He'd been found in a known drug den, after having gone missing for days. When he was found, he wasn't breathing, but his face sported a haunting grin. His system contained over a pound of SMILE.

"We have to get ahead of this thing, Moondancer. The city can't have another CHAOS fiasco," she said. Her fellow agent nodded.

"You're right. And our only lead is the Flim Flam Brothers."

"SMILE! Tell me everything about it. I want it all. Where you got it, how it's manufactured, what the FUCK it does, and why you thought it was EVER a good idea to peddle that stuff in your shit stain of a candy store!" Pinkie barked, pointing at both of the brother's with her bat.

"It activates the endorphin's in the brain and makes the user experience unbridled happiness," Flam said with a smirk.

"Yeah, they get so happy they die smiling," Dash scoffed from behind them.

"Some just can't handle that kind of a high," the huckster said. In response, Pinkie bashed him in the stomach with the end of her bat.

"That was a warning, Flam. The next one breaks your legs," she growled, before turning to Flim. "Where'd you both get the SMILE?"

"We're businessmen. We don't give up names of clients." Pinkie rolled her eyes, giving Rainbow Dash a hand gesture. The blue mare nodded, before holding Flam down with a hoof on his back. Pinkie swung her bat in the air, before she held it at Flim again.

"I'm going to give you one last opportunity to tell me where you got it. If you give me another bullshit answer, I'm going to stop being nice."

Flim glared. "Break as many bones as you want, I won't tell you a thing," he said. Pinkie chuckled, shaking her head.

"Oh Flim, such loyalty. Didn't think you had it in you." Then, without a word, she swung her bat full force at Flim's head.

"FLIM!" Flam yelped, struggling against Rainbow Dash's hold.

"Don't worry, he's not dead. Knocked out, but not dead," Pinkie said, approaching the other brother. "But that's an example of what's gonna happen to you if you don't start spilling. Now, do you still wanna act like tough shit, or do you want to do the right thing and tell me what I want to know?"

"W-We never saw them! We got a letter put through our mail slot one day that said someone wanted to give us some new inventory. They said to meet at Canterlot Park at Midnight."

"And you didn't find that suspicious?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"We were losing money! The payments were being voided!" Pinkie's eyes widened. She wasn't aware of that.

"Why didn't you both come to me? You know I would have tried to help find a solution. We could have avoided all of this," she said.

Flam chuckled. "You said it yourself. The almighty dollar. We wanted the money as soon as possible, damn the consequences. Now, I realize what a mistake we made," he said, as Rainbow slowly eased up on her hold of him. "We don't know who they are. We were just given the offer and the place to meet at. That's how it went. And, we never found out how the stuff is made, we just got the basic effects of it. That's all we know, I promise."

Pinkie sighed, passing a hand through her hair. God, could this situation get MORE fucked up? Now there was a mysterious manufacturer. Wonderful.

Flim and Flam may have been idiots and only concerned with wealth, but she could feel Flam was telling the truth. Even so, they'd still hurt the family, and there were consequences for that.

"You both messed up. Badly. You hurt me by peddling this stuff in my territory and you hurt the family by bringing the feds because of that peddling." Flam turned his gaze to the floor. "I won't kill either of you. You told me what I wanted to know in the end, so you saved yourselves in that respect. But by hurting the family, you hurt my parents. And they will be expecting retribution," she said. "Rainbow, lock them in one of cells and send a doctor to look at Flim."

Rainbow Dash nodded, finally releasing her hold on Flam, before hefting Flim onto her shoulder and heading for the door. "Come on, smart ass," she called to Flam. Flam stood with shaky legs and followed the woman, the door to the office closing.

Now, Pinkie was alone with the crushing silence, a hand passing over her tired eyes. This SMILE shit was only going to get worse before it got better, she just knew it. With a huff, she fell into her chair. God, was she tired. She needed to blow off some steam, and she knew just the person to help.