"Hello there every pony, and welcome to the intro!" Discord said with a gleeful smile. Himself, Princess Luna, and Princess Celestia all standing in the intro alongside Dino and Theo. Oddly enough though, no pony else was anywhere to be seen. "I bet you're wondering just where every pony, or human or dragon in Zeke and Spike's cases, are!"

"Well, that is because of something we had come to realize." Celestia said, coming up besides Discord. "You see, Twilight made a good point about the contract some chapters ago. One that stated that alicorns were allowed to pick their own dares. And with that dare coming to light...Luna, would you like to tell them?" She asked her sister with a sly smile. Letting her mane cover her right eye to add onto her signature smirk.

Luna could only nod as she spoke up, knowing exactly what her sister was talking about. "Sent in From HonorScroll: I dare Celestia and Luna to host for a while as the mane seven continues to picks dare to punish Zeke and Trixie."

"Well, that was an earful..." Discord said as he wiped his ear. Somehow smudging it off as if it was part of a painting. "And to help them manage the intro and keep it just as good as always, me, Theo, and Dino will be helping them."

"Too bad there is no feud between any of us. At least, at the time anyway..." Celestia said, glancing towards her sister and Discord with a nervous smile. Worried that they might prove her wrong by breaking out in an argument once again.

"Oh don't worry Tia," Discord said, snapping his fingers. Making a 'Fancy' suit appear on him. Complete with a half-full wine glass and a monocle to add onto the fanciness. "I wouldn't dream of adding onto the chaos in these intros. Because just like Earth, it's hard for me to make it any better. Especially since you two are so used to my chaos. So I'll just watch you while you explain to your 'dear sister' just why you sold her Xbox." He said as he laid back on a hammock made of grass.

"Like you would actually turn away the possibility of a chaotic-wait a moment...Tell me that he was joking, Tia..." Luna said, dropping the royal act since this was more of a family matter by this point.

"*Ahem* Well..." Celestia started, not sure how to respond. To Luna anyway. She knew exactly how to respond to Discord as she glared daggers that made him actually shrink back in fear. "I...Let's focus on the matter at hoof with the intros, then discuss this later. Now what is it that Zeke usually does by this point?" She asked, turning towards Dino and Theo.

"TORTURE GUEST STARS!" Theo said absent-mindedly, not realizing that the two sisters wouldn't do that. Although Luna did look pretty appreciative on torturing her sister right now.

Dino just faceclawed at his not-brother partner and spoke up himself. "There's the Top Comments. And on an unrelated note, Discord take that monocle off. Only I'm allowed to dress with fanciness." He said, pointing towards his top hat.

"Oh, fine! Don't get your scales in a bundle." Discord said, snapping his fingers. Only to be wearing a ninja outfit in replacement. This ticking off Theo, but Discord didn't care until.

"ONLY I AM NINJA!" Theo said, kicking Discord out of his grass hammock he had been laying in with the element of SURPRISE! Making him fall on his face.

Celestia saw how everything was going crazy around her and cleared her throat. Trying to ignore the glare that was as strong as Morgue's Death Glare and Fluttershy's Stare combined. "Well, here's the Top Comments chosen by me and my sister."

3: Swift Lightning.

QotC: Laptop, TV-
Swift: Don't forget Luna's Xbox!
That too and lastly: An unlimited source of CAKE.
Swift: Aww I want some cake now...

"Oh my..." Celestia said with a frown.

"Yes! Let us not forget LUNA'S XBOX!" Luna said, about ready to go Nightmare Moon on her sister right now.

Celestia just sighed and turned to her sister. "Luna, you have too many systems as it is. You only had about four games on that Xbox One, and that 'Kinect' thing was getting on my nerves as it was."

"WE DO NOT CARE! IT WAS OUR SYSTEM, AND IT WAS CONNECTED TO THE TV WE HAD AGREED TO BE THE GAMING TV! YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO...Wait...Did you say Xbox One?" Luna asked her with a questionable look.

Not sure just how Luna would respond, Celestia held her ground and decided with the truth. "Yes. It was the Xbox One. I left the laptop, Xbox 360, PS4, PS3, Wii, Wii U, and your portable games alone."

"...Why did you not say so to begin with?" Luna asked, completely calm now. "I could not care less about that infernal system. I already beat Dead Rising 3 and none of the other games were interesting enough. And the rest of the games I have currently on the 360, or will simply wait for the PC version..."

"Well...Glad that was settled. Onto the next comment." Celestia said with a smile.

"...Wait, did Swift say that you had in your possession unlimited cake?" Luna asked with another frown. "I never heard of this unlimited cake."

Clearing her throat, Celestia kept her regal appearance. "Next comment please."

2: rainchaserbrony.

She has a smal island in the Bahamas and she normaly works along police to capture crimnals. Oh and she is pure badplot when she goes along with the humans police, the crook runs she is infront of him after he climes a 12 foot chanlink to escape and she was behind him before.

"Close. But I'm afraid you're only half right." Celestia said with a nod. "You see, I have on occasion captured criminals, but I don't give them the chance to climb the fence. Teleporting like that is a little risky. So instead when none of the other agents or local police are looking, I may just give the fence a bit of a shock when they're climbing it."

"And at other times I help as well. Blinding them with moonlight and having them trip over those odd red water devices that appear on the side of pathway." Luna added in with a small devious smile just like her sister.

1: Ice Pheonix85.

For the QotC: I think Celestia goes on hiking trips, with the royal gardens that Fluttershy wanted to see at the Grand Galloping Gala, I can imagine Celestia as a nature enthusiast.

"I must say, I'm impressed." Celestia said with a small nod. "Because that's actually correct. I have gone on a few hiking trips. Especially since the manor that me, my sister, Discord, and any pony from Equestria stays at is a slight ways away from any actual big road. It's in a private area, but still registered as an estate. And with where it is, it's located around many nature trails."

"And luckily the connection to internet works perfectly!" Luna added with a smile. "So I may smite any enemy that comes forth in the Call of Duty! Worry not thy citizens, for your Princess is not 'Troll' nor 'Camper'!"

"Well, I think that about covers the intro." Celestia said with a nod before remembering. "Oh right. Luna, I think you still have your dare to do."

"Worry not Tia, I am well aware of it." She said with a nod. "I have only wait for the correct time to use it." She then chuckled a bit with her own little joke. Apparently having something interesting planned.

"Ow! Oof! Theo stop with-YE-OUCH!" Discord fell into view. Looking beat up and defeated while Theo lay on Discord's grass hammock. Claiming it for himself. Meanwhile, Dino took his father, Philosoraptor's, signature pose.

"If Discord was outmatched by a baby bear, does that make them the most chaotic creatures?" Dino asked, looking off in the distance to complete the look.

"Oh, every pony's a jokester." Discord said, snapping his fingers and appearing on his back legs again. No longer in a ninja outfit. "Well, I guess since I'm not an alicorn, good thing because feathery wings are not best fashion choice, I'll just conclude this fun chaotic intro. Oh, and by the way..."

"I'm the teacher." He told you all. "Did you happen to forget my excitement the last time I went to that school?" He said with a smile before waving. "Tah-tah!"

Disclaimer (As told by Discord): Zeke owns nothing important and therefore losses all credibility as a professional writer. Well, at least that's what my equally chaotic lawyer friend told me. But he does own Blitz, Joe, Morgue, Big Mike, Theo, Dino, and any pony else in the story that isn't a famous character. Except for three of them who belongs to three certain reviewers. And by the way, those three are delightful to mess with! Have fun every pony!

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Joe's POV

(4 Days Ago)

"See ya at lunch Joe." Big Mike told me as we walked up to the school entrance from the Sonic we had parked at. They didn't care if Big Mike parked his van there, and we were appreciative because the school charged $100 dollars a semester to get a parking spot.

Who were the thieves supposed to be again?

"Yeah, see you then." I said, walking in with him before we headed off in different directions. Big Mike went to breakfast in the lunchroom, which was edible unlike lunch, where as I went to the library. I finished my latest books and needed some more to occupy my time here.

I already knew everything we were taught, and with my A honor roll the teachers gave up telling me to write down the notes. They used to say, 'Just watch. You'll fail the test, and then I'll accept your apology.' One test later, and they're the laughing stock of their own classroom.

"Why hello Joe. Nice to see one of the more familiar faces." The new, elder librarian told me with her small smile. Her name, at least how the students were to address her, was simply Agatha. She didn't like us talking to her as if she was 'any better' than her.

She had a decent age to her. You know, some wrinkles here and there, greying hair, even the red elder glasses to complete the whole look. Of course, since my glasses were just about as thick as hers, I was one to talk. She also wore some cotton gloves all the time. Although, that may have just been since the library's AC was broken and it was freezing with it being January outside.

When she wasn't shelving books, she usually stayed at her small little desk where she checked out books. At that desk, she had a few personal items like a jar of small crystals and an odd looking hat. the hat looked like it was made out of stone, but somehow it was straw and other crafts with some crystals added for decoration. Whenever asked, she would say that she got it from a 'fair'.

I gave a small smile as I turned in my books. having no quarrel with her because she was actually nice to talk to. "Hello Ms. Agatha. Any books you recommend today?" I asked her. I always addressed people with a 'Ms.' or 'Mr.' if they weren't personal friends. If they didn't deserve that kind of title, then I simply gave a vague name like 'him' or 'you'. Personal habit, which was plain out stupid, but at least it wasn't insulting. And if it was, then tough nut bunnies for them.

"Well, not as far as I can offer. I've only read some of the books we all have here, where as you've probably read them all." Agatha told me, thinking for a second. "But I think these might be of some interest." She said, pulling a few books from her bag. "I picked up a few mystery novels the library didn't have to bring them in, but they won't just take them. So I have to fill out some meaningless paperwork. You can read them in the meantime if you want to."

I looked at the books, seeing as how they weren't ones I had read either. And with mystery being a favorite subject of mine, how could I say no? "Thanks. Surprisingly, I haven't read these before...Which is odd, how come I've never even heard of them?" I asked to no one in particular. "Actually, I've never heard of 'A.K. Yearling' before..." I said, the name sounding very familiar.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry much about her." She said with a shake of her head. "She's not that well known at all. In fact, I'm lucky I was able to get one of her very few books." Agatha told me with a shake of her head.

"Not that well known?" I asked with a risen eyebrow. Something seemed a bit off about how she said that. Almost as if she was having some kind of amusement by telling me that little bit of information. But why would Agatha, a school librarian for that matter, lie to me about that?

...Whatever, I was still a little too tired. I had been up late trying to put a few things together. Preparing for the inevitable plan those two Princesses had mentioned before.

To keep me from questioning this further, the school bell sounded off. Telling us that we had exactly ten minutes until school officially began. Also meaning that my English class could start. Maybe I can get to the lunchroom and get a soda for 1st period since our English teacher let us have food and drink to help wake up. As long as the Assistant Principal, and a very cheery morning person at that, didn't catch us.

"Well, I'm sure I'll appreciate it nonetheless." I said, putting them into my backpack before leaving the library. "Goodbye Ms. Agatha." I said, hurrying off to get something to wake me up. If only Morgue wasn't in Juvie right now. Then he could help me sneak into the Teacher's Lounge to get an actual coffee.

"Goodbye Joe-" But before she could even say anything, she stopped as she saw the new janitor standing in the doorway. Giving me a fearful look. "Oh. Hello Mr. Green. What's the matter?" Agatha asked, seeing the janitor looking at me.

He was about the same age as Agatha, wearing the usual janitor outfit. Except he was wearing some light blue gardening gloves, had a piece of hay in his mouth, and was wearing a tattered, almost Mad Hatter looking, hat.

"It's the office...They wanna see ya Joseph." Mr. Green told me, having a sad expression. And when he noticed how me, and Agatha, had seen it he told us. "There's uh...Someone saying that he's in law enforcement. His name was Jean L-"

"Jéan...His name is Jéan Loc Mr. Green." I corrected, shaking my head. Of course it had to be that annoying officer. And of all times to come too. He had been tracking us ever since we started our little band of thieves. Our Dad always covered our tracks when we were just starting our gang. Always saying how it was just us having our own since of creative adventure.

And it was Morgue who always pulled everything off right under his nose. Able to come up with plans in an instant and decide on them without missing a beat. But now it was just Big Mike and me left to stand up against him.

Granted, we had been brought in for interrogations before, but it was me and Morgue that managed to get us all out without so much as a ticket, but now it was only me.

Jéan knew us all by this point. Knew the entire routine. Big Mike stayed quiet no matter what was said just like we asked of him. Morgue got on Jéan's nerves and made him forget a few important details and look over some loopholes that could've gotten us caught. And I just talked our way out of it all. Making sure to pin the blame on something other than us that wasn't an innocent bystander.

So because of that, he wouldn't even bother calling Big Mike. I'd be surprised if he found out about this. So that meant it was me against Jéan's whole battle strategy. The only issue here that I have yet to find out is why exactly is he asking for me to come in during school hours?

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"You, wanted to see me?" As I stepped into the conference room, the actual one unlike the one we were all in before, I saw three people there waiting for me. The principal of the school, Earnest Gales, the school's local officer, Alex Harvey, and finally another officer I've yet to meet, whose name I would later find out to be Greg Starling.

"Sit down Joe." Mr. Gales told me, looking angry. Although it was a very good chance he didn't know why the heck he was angry at all. There was a good 80% chance that he just saw this one cop and Jéan and assumed that I did something wrong.

So not wanting to annoy Principal Short-Fuse, I did as he wanted. Sitting in the on chair they had pulled out for me. And as soon as I did, he slammed his hand on the table. Not scaring me at all, and making him hiss in pain for a few seconds. "So what did you do?!"

"I don't know. What did I do to deserve this kind of yelling?" I asked, turning the question on him to answer.

"Uh-well...It's because you...Why did you want to see him again?" Gales asked, turning towards Greg for an answer. Earning in almost inaudible sigh from Harvey, an eye roll and shake of the head from me, and a frown from Greg. He was obviously not a good interrogator.

"He's here for an investigation were doing. My partner Jéan will be here in a moment." Greg told me with a frown. If this was Jéan's partner, then I can't help but feel sorry for the poor guy. It must be hard having your partner rant to you about three teenage criminal masterminds making him look like an idiot. "I'm Greg Starling. But just call me Greg." He instructed, having a hint of anger in his voice towards his last name. Perfect.

"If it's all the same to you sir, I think it would be less demeaning if you had a teenager just call you Officer Starling. And you don't want to be demeaned by a kid now would you?" I asked, extending my hand for him to shake.

He glared me down, knowing that I was doing that just for kicks, but shook my hand anyway. "I suppose not..." He said, trying to keep from blowing up at me. He knew his partner would be doing plenty of that.

"And Officer Harvey." I said, ending the handshake and turning to shake his hand. Which he shook without response. "How nice to see you again. Tell me, how boring is it, not having anything interesting to do in the school anymore?" I asked. He always caught Morgue playing his guitar in the hallway for money, or stealing something from one of the classrooms. Nowadays, it's just normal fights every so often.

"Hey, what about me?!" Hot Air Gales asked, making us all turn towards him with our own frowns. It was obvious that he was out of his element here.

"What about you?" I asked calmly, frowning towards him. He looked about ready to blow up again. Only to be stopped by the door opening behind him. A familiar person coming out from behind.

Jéan Loc.

"Joseph Frei..." He said, acknowledging me as he sat in a seat besides Greg. "I bet you're wondering why I've called you here."

"Why yes, SherLoc, I have." I said, not bothering to keep my cruel sarcasm at bay. It was pointless to try and play innocent around him. "Now, will you and your buddy Watson over there tell me why you're wasting my time? I have six minutes and forty-eight seconds until my first period starts. And I'd like to get something to drink. Late-night studying isn't exactly an ideal way to spend a school night."

Luckily, he pulled out a soda and tossed it to me. Guessing that I'd try and fake being tired. "Pepsi? I thought I told you that I prefer Coca-Cola." I told him sarcastically, opening it up nonetheless. When you're a thief, you learn to live with what you get.

"You're going to take what you get, and like it!" Gales yelled at me. Pointing a finger at me that was less menacing than Phoenix Wright. Of course, no one agreed with him this time around either. Much less acknowledge what he just said.

"Anyway." Jéan started, moving this along. "Since you're obviously not going to take this seriously, I'll just tell you. We know how you and your brother was taken out of class to talk to two Secret Service agents."

"Yes! We all know about that!" Gales added.

"...And we know that there's more to this than their letting on." He continued.

"Obviously so!" Gales agreed loud and angrily. Getting on all four of our nerves.

"...sigh...And finally, we all know that you know exactly what that bit of unexplained information is." Jéan finally concluded, frowning at me as if he tried to scare the information out of me.

"And if you don't tell us right now, then you are going to be severely punished! Right?!" Gales threatened, turning towards the other three to have them back him up. "Right! Now tell us right now!" He said, not even waiting for their answer.

"..." All of us just looked at him with bored expressions.

"Uh...Okay?" He asked, feeling unsure about himself now. Of course, no one here cared.

"Go away." All four of us said in unison, even the school's officer said it at the same time as the rest of us.

"Oh-uh...Okay then..." He said, walking out awkwardly as he saw us all giving him irritated frowns. As soon as the door closed, I continued on. Getting serious as I put down my bottle of Pepsi and looked at the three interrogators in front of me.

"Okay Mr. Loc. You've figured out this much. I was talked to by them. And anyone's that's even seen one of them personally will agree, they're letting on more than what their saying." I admitted. There was no point in denying that. It'd just waste our time. "So what? To be honest, I've yet to see just what we've done wrong here. The only problem on our end is that we were talked to by suspicious individuals."

"That's exactly why I'm talking to you now." He told me, giving a calm but irritated frown at me as I just took another sip of my soda. "Martin-" "Morgue." "...He, gets thrown in juvenile hall. Then soon enough, odd Secret Service come from seeming nowhere to talk to him and the two of you left. Why?"

"Well, if you're so desperate to know." I told him, putting the drink down. "They came to us to tell us 'Do not give up hope.' That we were starting to get depressed and forget about what made us, us." I told him, giving an honest answer. Again, we did nothing wrong here. For once. So there were no repercussions to look out for. Of course, that would be too easy to just tell him.

"Don't play dumb, Joseph." He told me with even more irritation in his voice. "I'm not taking any lies this time around. This is even bigger than your little gang of misfit thieves." He told me, not believing me. To be honest, if I was in his position and had an unhealthy obsession of trying to arrest three teenage criminals, I probably wouldn't buy it either.

"Ow, my feelings..." I said sarcastically, holding my heart to fake the emotion further. "Now, I take offense to that. I mean, calling us misfits? If that's so, then what does that make you? After all, you've never managed to catch us. At least, not without us giving up." I said, ticking him off even further.

"He asked you a question. I think it'll be a good idea for you to answer it." Greg interrupted, stopping me before I could make Jéan do something he'd regret.

"And I believe that you don't have any say in this. After all, you're just the lowly partner that's almost always stuck at the station." I insulted. I had never seen this man anywhere except at the Police Station where we were brought in for interrogations. Before we were immediately released because they couldn't pin the crime on us. Much like Now You See Me.

Almost exactly like that actually. Morgue doing the handcuff trick. Me seeing some kind of relationship between Jéan and some girl named Fiona. Big Mike playing with the chair. The only difference was that I didn't take his phone. Sometimes I wonder if Hollywood's watching us...

Nah, the movies they make aren't as good as our heists.

"What'd you just say to me?!" Greg asked, obviously ticked off. Only, to stop him from blowing up, Alex jumped in next.

"Joe...Watch yourself. You don't want to say or do something you'll regret." He said, glaring at my attitude.

"Oh? You mean like get a demeaning job as a school cop?" I asked him, giving him a sympathetic look. Poor man, am I right? "You're right, I would regret that."

"Why you little..." He said, standing up to go over towards me. Only for Jéan to calm him, along with Greg, down before they can do anything to me.

"Stop." He said loudly. "Look Frei. We both know that I can't arrest you, when all you did was talk to 'Secret Service' Agents. The only thing that you're doing by refusing to talk to us and insulting us is making it harder for you." He told me, the others calming down. "Now, if you just tell me what they told you now, I promise that you won't be in any trouble what-so-ever. Okay?" He asked me with a sympathetic look.

That's when I realized something. He didn't want me to answer his question. He needed me to answer his question. He never went easy on any three of us before. So this obviously meant he was trying to stay on my good side in order to get the answers he needed. And if I didn't, he would be left completely clueless as to what to do next.

He noticed my thoughtful expression and went over all that he said to figure out why I was thinking. And it only took him a few seconds to figure it out as I heard in almost inaudible 'gulp' of nervousness. He realized it all too well. Well...

Karma is not kind, is it Jean?

"Okay, okay. If you want me to answer this very important question, I'll come clean. Happy?" I asked rhetorically as I took another sip of my drink to give them a little suspense. Jéan didn't know what I was going to say, only that it wouldn't be the truth. But Alex and Greg didn't.

"They actually came to ask me if I could become a double agent for international missions. Apparently, none of them are small enough to fit through the vents of the Saudi Arabian Military Headquarters Building. Sad story really. All that secret technology, and they've never heard of Slim-Fast." I said with a shake of my head. Smirking in victory as Greg finally lost it.

"You know something?! I've had just about enough of your s***!" He yelled out in complete anger as he got up from his seat. Looking ready to leap over the table and taser me to death.

"Temper, temper Mr. Starling. You do realize that this is a school we're meeting in, don't you? I'd hate for that camera on the far end of the room to catch that little fraise of yours." I said with a shake of my head. Taking another sip of Pepsi in the process. I was about half out, but that was fine. I was pretty much awake anyway.

"Two things you brat! One: The cameras are off! Two: If you don't wanna talk here, then how's about we take you in for questioning?!" He threatened, extremely angry now. So much so, that he told me the one bit of information I was hoping he'd confirm.

With the cameras off, I was free to do whatever I wanted. I thought that they would have permission to turn them off. Especially with having Mr. Gales' full permission to interrogate me.

"Yeah, there's so many things wrong with that." I corrected, not caring about the glare he was giving me. "You don't have any reason to arrest me. I have the right to keep all information that is told to myself. So I am not withholding information from you. Not only that, but since all of you are accusing me and treating me as if I've done something wrong, I have the right to act just as you are. You aren't any better than me, and I've done nothing wrong."

As I said that, the bell to begin class sounded out. And since this was a waste of my time, I got up. Holding my opened backpack in my left hand, while keeping my still opened, half-empty, bottle of Pepsi tucked under my left arm. Leaving one hand to open the door.

"Now if you'll all excuse me, I think I'll be going. I don't want to miss my English class." I said as I made my way for the front door. Only for Greg to beat me to it and stand in between me and the door. Putting a single hand on my left shoulder in order to stop me from leaving.

"Who told you to leave?! You're not going anywhere!" He yelled, holding me in place much to my dismay. "You are not like us! We have the authority to keep you here until you tell us exactly what's going on, and we're not letting you leave until you do! And if you don't like that, then we'll be happy to use our right to bring you in for further questioning because of you withholding information!" He threatened, ignoring my explanation completely.

"Sir, you don't want to do this. I will give you three seconds to let go of my shoulder. Or else you are going to regret it." I warned him, giving a cold empty stare at him in response to his furious glare.

"Oh, you think that you're scary?! I've met worse criminals than you brat! And I don't even bat an eye at their death threats!" "Three..." "You can stop counting. We both know you're not going to do anything." "Two..." "I said stop counting! I'm not letting go until you sit back do-"

"One..." I finished as I jabbed him in the throat. Making him choke on his own words as he let go of me to cough. But before he could even change his expression from shocked/confused to angry, I quickly brought my open right hand to his head. Pinching him on both side of his head and making him fall unconscious in an instant. The only side-affect being short-term memory loss. So he was most likely going to forget everything that's happened today.

Not even wasting a second, I turned around as I reached into my backpack. Seeing the school officer Alex reach pull out an actual taser gun and point it directly at my chest. As he pulled the trigger though, I started taking out that book Agatha gave me before I came here. The book had a decent thickness to it, and the cover was pretty thick within itself. So as the two needle-like probes flew at my chest, the book caught the two probes and saved me from getting shocked. Making his taser completely worthless.

He just dropped it and started charging at me. But since he was at the other side of the room, I had more than enough time. So I dropped my backpack and reached into my back left pocket. Pulling out a pack of cards. I made quick work with it as I took the cards out and discarded the box. When he was halfway across the room, I started flinging the cards towards him one-by-one. With the precision and accuracy of a star baseball-player I might add.

So when after all of them aiming towards his face, one nailed him in the eye. Temporarily blinding him. I then threw the remaining cards at his face all at once, discombobulating him even further. And as he tried to swat away the cards from his face, I quickly walked up to him. Launching my open right hand towards his head. Pinching him in the head just like I did Greg. Knocking him out and making him have the same side-effect of memory loss as well.

I turned to face Jéan once again, and stood still as I saw the gun pointed directly at my head. I only frowned as I let the bottle of Pepsi fall from being tucked underneath my arm and into my left hand. Tossing the half full bottle up into the air. Having the perfect arc to land directly onto his head. And as he looked up ever so slightly and started to side-step away from it, he came into a direct path where I could go forward into him.

I took this momentary distraction to pull out a rock from my front right pocket. I silently praised my obsession with collecting random objects as tossed it with the flick of the wrist. Using that star baseball precision to hit his right hand. The same hand that he was holding his gun with. More specifically, into his thumb. Making him lose his grip of the gun and drop it.

I took these two quick distractions to charge him directly. And even though I was very weak, I had the element of surprise. Which was more then enough to make him trip over a chair and fall to the ground. And with me in the exact spot he was in, I quickly caught my falling Pepsi and drank whatever was still in the bottle. Hearing a knock on the door.

"Is everything okay in there?" Mr. Gales asked from outside. And before Jéan could even respond, I answered for him. Speaking with his own voice with the skill of a ventriloquist.

"Yeah...Greg just fell over a chair. Don't worry about it-and for the love of God, stop listening in on us." I told him, almost scarring Jéan with how well I spoke in his voice. It was almost as if it was my real voice.

"U-uh, right...Sorry..." Mr. Gales said, walking away from the command he was given from 'Jéan'.

"How did you..." Jéan started, only to be stopped as I quickly dropped the empty bottle and picked up his gun. Pointing it at him.

"9mm and suppressed? Why, I'm almost flattered you thought you may have needed to use this on me." I said sarcastically, not keeping it away from him. "You know...My Dad used to have a gun like this. Used to build our own make-shift targeting range out of small blocks of wood, soda cans, two liters, and unusable pans...I wonder where it ended up..." I said, not changing my cold empty frown.

"What are you going to do huh? We both know you won't kill me." He said calmly. And he was right, I wouldn't do that. I wasn't even going to hurt him, and that was the honest truth. No sarcasm or double-meaning to that either. It was wrong in every way. And nothing would give me reason to kill or hurt him at all.

"Yes. But I need to make a point." I told him while I took out the clip of bullets and tossed the empty gun back to him. He wasn't going to kill or hurt me either, but it was a way of silently telling me to stop what I was doing.

"What I said the first time, the 'Don't give up hope' thing...Yeah, that's what actually happened. I'm still trying to piece this together myself." I told him, walking back over to towards the school officer. Gathering up all the cards I had thrown. "I tried to tell you all the truth this whole time. You said so yourself, they're suspicious people."

"If that's true, why didn't you just keep pressing that fact on?" He asked, getting up and holstering his gun. "Clip please?"

"You'll get it once I leave." I told him, having gathered up just about everything around me. "Besides, even if you believed me, what would make the two of them believe me? They would question me and eventually lead to violence like this. Why did you even bring him?" I asked, looking towards Greg, who was still at the door. Still knocked out.

"He had all the files I needed on all of you. That, and he wanted to see just who I was up against. Guess he got his answer..." He told me with a frown, gathering up the taser gun and getting my latest book. "A.K Yearling?"

"Don't ask me. Surprisingly, I haven't heard of that author either." I told him. The fight was all over, so there was no reason to be mad at him anymore. Let alone try to stop him. Besides, I was done playing around for today. I just wanted to shut those two amateur guards up.

Once I gathered the cards up, and got the box, I put them all away and into my pocket. "They're not Secret Service, I can tell you that much." I answered to him. "Though, neither of us can touch them. Our game of Cops and Robbers wasn't expected, but it's not stopping their plan. They're more than you'll believe." I told him. He couldn't stop them if he tried, so why not just tell him what roller coaster he had hopped on?

"That so?" He asked, tossing my book to me. I caught it and put it in my backpack. Zipping it up and putting it on before trying to roll Greg off the door. "What did you do to them?"

"They'll be fine. They're going to wake up confused, but fine nonetheless. When they do, or when someone comes in and sees them, you're going to tell them that they passed out and you asked me to leave." I instructed him.

"And why should I do that?" He asked, only frowning as I finally got Greg away from the door. "Why not arrest you now and get you in Juvie where you belong?"

"Because that would be pointless." I told him, turning to face him before I left. "Those people can get me freed immediately and say I didn't do anything. You'll be blamed for the false imprisonment of a high school student and will either be demoted and/or suspended from your position. And I have a feeling that their plan is going to come into play some time soon. Either this month or next. Your going to want to be ready. Because now that you've come this far into it, we both know that you're going to want to stop it."

"..." He stayed silent. Knowing that I was dead on right about that.

"I'm not helping you. And at the very instant I leave this room, I'll be against you just like I always have. Along with my friend and my brother. And because you can't report anything you have said here..." That's when I remembered and held out my hand. Making him sigh and take out the audio recorder he had on him. He tossed it and I let it fall to the ground. Stepping on it and smashing it instantly. I checked the tape for good measure before going on. "You can't try to improve or defend anything to try and stop it until it's begun."

"I figured as much. They probably have some giant scheme planned and will abort it at any chance things get too risky. What are these people? Some kind of organized criminals? Secret group of anarchists?" He guessed, not liking any of this.

"No." I said right away. "If anything, their harmless. It's the dangers they're going to put us through. Have a nice day Jéan Loc." I told him as I got ready to turn the handle. Tossing him the clip he had with him. One bullet, like he usually kept whenever it had to do with us.

"Wait." He said, stopping me one last time. "Don't think they're so harmless. I talked to the leader of them and...Something weird happened." Peaking my interest, I let Jéan continue. "As I talked to her, she was doing that irritating elbow resting pose you do. When I reached for her wrist to get her to stop I...I was literally shocked by her." I didn't understand it so much, but I let him go on. "That night, and this morning even, I've started getting a bad headache...Aspirin didn't work, but it's faded away now. It might be a coincidence, but...Something to look out for."

"...Noted." I told him, finally opening the door. "Goodbye Mr. Loc. May we never meet again." I told him, leaving to go on with my school day. And up until now, I haven't heard one word about him. Nor have I been talked to about it again.

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Morgue's POV

"So...Jéan's in on this too?" I asked, keeping a straight face. That nosy officer always made it all so hard to handle. If he was after us, then whatever we were trying to do was a challenge. Sometimes, we had to get away without anything to show for it.

"I'm afraid so..." Joe said with a frown as he leaned against his own tree. Taking a sip of the drink he brought along with him in that same flask he always kept with him. "And with us having no idea what Celestia's plan is, I won't be able to make any plans for it...I've tried coming up with vague plans for every scenario but-"

I stopped him right there as I just started laughing. Thinking of just how much better this got. "Don't worry about it amigo! With Jéan 'on the case' this just got way more interesting! Think of just how much fun and adventure we're gonna get from this!" I told him, earning a shake of the head from Joe. But a smirk nonetheless too.

"What about you Big Mike?" I asked, turning towards him with a smile. He had a worried look on his face, but looked to me anyways. "You think you can handle it?" I asked him with a simple smile.

That, in an instant, made him go from sad to confident in no time at all. "The Big Mike can handle anything, Morgue! You know that!" He told me puffing out his chest in confidence as he smiled with determination.

"That so?!" "Yeah!" "Then promise me Big Mike! Promise me that you got this! Promise that you'll help us help Sun Lady and Moon Lady however we can!" I challenged him, making him get even more excited. Whenever he made a promise, he carried it to his grave. Even when the other person told him that he didn't have to keep that promise anymore.

"Big-I..." He paused, saying 'I' again. "I-err-Big Mi...I..." He had a problem trying to keep it up. You see, when he and Joe moved to America from Germany, he was four at the time. So he had learned very basic German. And with how much he wasn't that smart, it took until early middle school for him to learn decent American. And the way they taught him, he came out talking in third-person. Thinking that was an acceptable way to talk.

By high school, he figured out that it was 'I' and not 'The Big Mike' or 'he'. So whenever he was speaking from the heart or on instinct, it was Big Mike. That was him being sincere and honest, not to mention he talked like that when he was being really hyped, excited, angry, or sad. But every time he calls himself 'I' like any normal person, he was lying to not only everyone else, but himself. That wasn't the real him. And he had to think about what he was saying whenever he talked first-person.

It was like 'The Murray' from the Sly Cooper games, or the exact opposite of Trixie from the show. The first-person talking was all fake. A façade. But calling himself 'The Big Mike' was the real him. That's when he was himself, and when it didn't feel like he was lying to everyone. Lately, he's been having a problem with it. Not sure what to say anymore, so he doesn't speak from the heart. It's all a lie.

"I..." He started again. But after thinking it over a little longer, he shook his head and started to form tears in his eyes. Having a determined look on his face all the same. "The Big Mike promises! He'll do anything for the Princess and for his friends!" He yelled out, jumping up to his feet with all the emotion and sureness that he had right now. He started sniffling with tears pouring from his face, but stayed standing and looking strong all the same.

"That's what Morgue likes to here!" I said, jumping away from the tree and standing on my own two feet. I held my fist out for a fist-bump, only to be met with a punch to the fist that hurt more than a game of bloody knuckles. It hurt, but I kept that to myself, not wanting to have my friend lose his newfound self-confidence.

"Glad to see 'Joe's' brother, The Big Mike, is back." Joe said, walking over with a relieved smile towards his giant brother. He put away his flask and was met with a group hug from Big Mike. Who brought me in as well. He hugged us to the point where our ribs started sticking out, but we smiled through it. Not having the hearts, or breath, to tell him to stop.

After a good half-minute though, he finally put us down and let us breath. Picking up Writher. "Guess we better get the dog back, huh?" He asked, a friendly smile on his face.

"Good idea Big Mike. I think it's about time Morgue makes his way back anyway. It has been about fifteen minutes, so they might start looking for you soon." Joe told me, adjusting his glasses like he always did out of habit.

"Good point. Even those lazy fracasados are gonna start getting worried." I said as Big Mike brought Writher over to me. Letting him sit on my shoulders as I held his legs. Like hunters do with the animals they bag. "Make sure you keep a good hold on those pieces of gold amigos. I think they're what this whole plans about."

"Oh, trust me. Those items aren't going to leave our sight." Joe said with a smirk and a nod. And with Big Mike behind him agreeing, I couldn't help but smile along with them.

"Good. Well, goodbye amigos. Best of luck to whatever happens." I told them. "Oh and Joe?" Getting his attention, I carefully used one hand to take my glasses off and toss them to him. Letting him catch them and put them away. "I'm trusting you to be in charge. Don't let me down." I told him with a winning smile. And seeing him nod in approval, I started on my way again.

Whatever Sun Lady's plan was, I didn't have any doubt about it. To go this far about it, not to mention choose us to help out, I knew that this was going to be big. Bigger than the three of us could ever hope to reach on our own. The show showed Sun Lady to be calm, smart, and an actually decent ruler. Not that I would show any respect I wouldn't show to anyone else. She's not my Princess, and I come from a different dimension. She still had more respect than any law enforcer, congressmen, or world leader would ever get from me.

The only thing I was hoping to figure out soon is, just what was in store for us anyway?

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Celestia's POV

"Dear sister? Was it not you who said to never come in contact with any human?" Luna asked me, with a worried look. Her, along with Shining Armor, and Princess Cadence all sat around a large circular table in the Crystal Castle.

"It wasn't my choosing, Luna." I said with a sigh. "He grabbed my wrist and it already begun before I could get away. Not only that, but now there is a good chance that he won't give up about this."

"Is it still safe to let them all go on this mission?" Shining asked me, concerned about what the result will be. "Will those three really be able to-"

Knock-Knock-Knock!

We all turned towards the door, where the knocking was coming from. "Come in." I announced to whomever was at the door, only to be met with a weird sight.

The door opened up like a mouth of some creature. Where a familiar being in human shape walked out of it as if nothing was odd about it. The human was dressed in a T-shirt with the words: "I before E, except after C? Weird" on. He also wore an un-buttoned jacket in a casual manner. Along with normal jeans and tennis shoes. He had dark-brown, greying hair, a straggle-tooth from the upper part of his mouth, and a goatee to go along with it all.

"Thank you for the help." He said, bowing towards the door that was still opened like a mouth.

"Uh, no problem boss." The door said in a deep, nonchalant voice before closing up. Becoming an ordinary door once again after it closed it's mouth.

"Ah, so glad you're all here." The human said before taking off his gloves and snapping his fingers. Turning into the draconequus we were all familiar with. Discord. "I had the most interesting week of work, and was just dying to tell all of you." He said with an amused look.

"Job? What are you talking about?" Princess Cadence asked with a questionable look. This was all very confusing to her. Not only that, but she was very cautious right now.

Before Discord just got back here, I told them about how Jéan found out about the undercover project we were all a part of. And about how he came in contact with me. The one rule I gave for all of us to follow. Before even that though, I finally decided to tell them about the show. And needless to say, they were very shocked with this news. Once they realized just how they were reacting, they knew why we wanted to keep this a secret. After I explained to them how it was possible, they began understanding it more and more. They weren't confused with it since they knew how it was done, plus their knowledge of how TV cartoons are made helped them accept it even more.

"Why, my job as a high school teacher! I manage all the delinquents of In School Suspension of course!" He said, appearing behind Cadence to tell her. He then pinched her cheek in entertainment. "What's wrong? Did Auntie Celestia not tell you about that too?"

"Discord." I silenced him before he could cause anymore confusion between us all. "On the contrary, we had just finished discussing that show." I told him with a sly smirk. Knowing that I had him beat in that regard. Something I wanted to take in for a few seconds in personal victory.

"You did?" He asked with a curious look. "Well it's about time. Because I wasn't sure just how much longer I could holster my own Bronyness. Now, who's your favorite characters of the show hmm?" He asked Cadence and Shining with an amused look. And with a snap of his fingers, a frazzled pink mane wig appeared on his head. "Because if you ask me, Pinkie Pie is best pony."

"We haven't seen the show for ourselves." Shining cut in, giving a small frown towards him. "We're not even sure if we'd really want to see the show anyway. It's awkward enough knowing that it's there."

"Oh come now, who wouldn't want to see the show?!" Discord mused, snapping his fingers again. This time, teleporting himself and Shining Armor over to a couch he had created out of thin-air. One that was facing towards a flat-screen TV. "It's really not that far from the real thing. Besides...Perhaps you would like to see your little sister ascending into an Alicorn..." He said, putting a soda-drinking hat on Shining Armor's head while he pulled out some popcorn for himself.

Shining Armor, looking more than ready to see this for himself now."W-what? Twily becomes...Princess Celestia, has that actually happened in-"

"Remain calm Prince Shining Armor." I told him, shaking my head. "That hasn't happened. It's only happened on the show. I was a little off-put on that choice myself, but I can assure you that hasn't happened. Now Discord," I told him with a stern look. "You had something you'd like to address?"

"Hm? Oh, right!" He said, turning the TV so the remaining three of us could see, as well as moving the couch he and Shining were on so they would get a good look too. He then pulled out a remote and pressed the button. Making a flying ferret with bat wings appear out of nowhere and press the power button on the TV before disappearing again.

The screen turned on to show Joe. Speaking with three officers. The whole thing playing as if it was shot in an action movie. All of us watched as Jéan was talking to Joe about us. Joe explaining just what exactly happened when he met Discord and Luna. They don't believe him, so he annoyed them and purposefully got under their skin. He then starts to leave when the bell rings for class to begin.

As he was stopped by one of the cops, it started to surprise Princess Cadence and Princess Luna. Cadence didn't expect that kind of self-defense from Joe, while Princess Luna was just a tad bit relieved that she didn't have to fend off Joe when she met them.

Discord and Shining on the other hoof, kept watching. Discord eating his popcorn while Shining Armor took a sip of the soda while staying fixated on the screen. He understood just what the taser gun and actual gun were, having looked them up with human means of attacking an weaponry. He wanted to understand those two things since he wanted to protect as best he could in both the human, and Equestrian world.

After Joe managed to take down the first two and reach a mutual understanding with Jéan, they kept talking. Both of them coming clean as Joe called a bluff against Jéan with our real position. He was right about one thing though. This was all going to happen soon. Perhaps even sooner, now that all this has happened.

"Shining Armor?" Princess Cadence asked after it all ended. Even more concerned. "Are you sure that the human we just saw, Joe was it, would be a good idea to let protect Twilight? Even if he is a Protector of Harmony, and more specifically the Protector of Twilight, would it be safe?"

"To be honest Cadence," Shining started, a completely calm tone in his voice as he said so. He levitated the soda hat off and went over to her to face her with a thinking expression. It was obvious that was the first thing on his mind. "I think he could quite possibly be the most qualified for a job like that. If he's the weakest of them all, and can do that much to an unarmed guard and two other armed guards, I trust him enough to protect her." He said with a nod, giving her a reassuring smile.

Discord snapped his fingers after putting the soda hat on himself. Making the couch and TV disappear. Of course, he kept the popcorn and hat and continued to have his snack.

I gave a calm nod towards them, that being more than enough to get all four of their attentions. "I guess it's agreed then. We'll start preparing for all of this, and when we are ready..."

"Well summon Twilight and her friends here."

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Well, I think I'm going to say it. We need a Rainbow Dash quote. *Ahem* DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUN! *caw*

Honestly, I think that this is my favorite action chapter. Not sure how any pony else will like it, but still my opinion remains. It's my favorite action chapter!

We're nearing the end of this season readers! Just two episodes left and the story of humans will begin! It'll probably begin Late-January/Early-February. Until then, I guess Boat Racing and Lyra will have to hold you over...Oops!

Bye every pony!

QotC: What do you think Twilight and the others will have to do?