During his room 'imprisonment', Chief was devising his evil plan to ruin Arby and Applejack's three month anniversary. He knew the dinner would be the main celebration, and the perfect scenario for payback.

Chief may have been stupid, but he remembered that Arby didn't say anything about pranking or performing any other antics of hijinks and causing humiliation. This is where the laxatives he brought came in. Chief planned to tweak Arby and Applejack's food with crushed Exlax pills, and a lot of them which consisted of the whole box.

Chief opened up the container, and layed out all the pills out in front of him on a cleared desk. He then used his two front hoofs to smash the pills into a fine powder he needed in order to collect it in a small plastic bag that he brought with him as well.

Once he completed his task of crushing and collecting, he looked for any source of escape. He knew the doors were locked and heavily guarded, and the windows had some sort of magical barrier protecting them. His only last resort; and as a stroke of sheer luck, was the air ducts above him. Not one of the newest methods for doing the perfect crime, but it always came in handy. I guess nopony counted him on using the air ducts as a mean of escape, boy were they in for a big surprise; not to mention they forgot Chief was a pegasus so he could easily fly up to the entrance and unlatch it.

Once he was in, he carefully and quietly crawled through the narrow shaft. It's a good thing Chief was able to fit in the narrow corridors, and that he wasn't claustrophobic. The big question was which way he needed to go?

His main objective was to get to the storage area to where they are currently holding the platters and beverages before presenting them to the dining hall. It may take him hours before he finds the right room.

Before he decided to start venturing far into the unknown areas of the palace, he followed the shaft that he somehow knew would lead to the restricted area that they saw earlier. He was just that curious.

When Cheif successfully slid himself quietly above the heads of the guards, he picked at the latch that was directly over the interior of the restricted room and gently flapped himself down.

There really wasn't much to see at all in this room. It looked more like a storage closet then a prohibited area. One thing that really did stick out through was a big horseshoe-shaped full body mirror.

The mirror stood on a couple of light blue stairs that led up to it. Along the outer sides were beautiful welted metal patterns that curled from the main frame. The purplish frame holding the glass in place was bedazzled by eleven pink gems. Five smaller ones on either side with a slightly bigger one accompanying the top.

Chief was tempted to take on of the mirrors gems for himself, but decided to do that another time. He had other things on his sick and twisted mind right now.

He trotted up to the mirror to get a better look at it, and to possibly check out how sexy he looked as well.

He stared at his reflection and began flexing his hoofs ad wings.

"y h3110 thar g00d l00king" Chief said to his reflection who was copying every move he made. Chief was practically in love with himself which seemed more like a Summer thing.

When he was done enjoying himself; as if by instinct, he reached out to touch the glass. To his surprise, the glass rippled and glowed to where a small portion of his hoof made contact.

"wtf?" Chief asked himself.

He then proceeded to push his hoof farther in. He was shocked that his hoof easily passed right through the glass as if it was water. What was even more surprising is that in the mirror where his 'hoof' should've been, was a human hand that belonged to his former form. He worked his inner hand nerves to wiggle the fingers he was seeing; they moved with ease.

"omg!"

He then quickly pulled his human hand out of the mirror in hopes of seeing it, sadly it reverted back to a hoof as soon as he brought it out.

"fuck"

Chief tried to piece the puzzle together of why a part of him became human only when it was inserted in the mirror, but not when it was taken out; but decided that he didn't have time for this and focused his attention back on his mischievous task. He picked up the plastic bag containing the laxative powder and went back into the air duct trying his best to cover up evidence of his intrusion.

After a while of crawling through random shafts and maneuvering up and down drops and climbs, Chief finally found the room to where the food was being held for save keeping after it was prepared in the kitchen.

Once again he carefully undid the latch and slowly floated down into the room using his wings. Thanks too Lady Luck again, there wasn't a soul insight that would be there to catch him, but he knew it wouldn't last forever.

To make things even more easier, each platter had a name assigned to it for identification by loose name tents that sat in front of the servings.

Chief looked for the platter that belonged to Arby and Applejack. It wasn't hard considering that the supper would only consist of ten guests.

He carefully lifted up the metal containers that kept their food warm, and quickly sprinkled the powder into what looked like soup. He gave half to Arby's soup, and the rest to Applejack's soup so they would both have the same equal amount. Chief covered his hoof from his mouth so he wouldn't end up laughing out loud as he put the temperature controlling lids back on the platters.

Before he left, he spotted Arby's cake that he made back at their house. He wiped a small bit from it using his hoof in hopes of not being noticed, to his lips. Chief had to admit Arby's baking wasn't bad at all, but still thought that Arby was gay for performing such a feminine deed.

He flew right back up to the latch and quietly secured it He then began his close-quarters trek right back to his room. Hopefully he could find it before anypony discovered that he escaped. Then they would know that Chief would have something to do with Arby and Applejack's sudden bowel movements. He didn't like that thought at all and went as fast as he could through the tight shafts.

By unfortunate luck, a window was wide open in the food storage area where Chief just was. As if by some weird cosmic coincidence, a strong gust of wind blew through the window and scattered the name tents all over the kitchen floor. As the wind receded back through the window, it shut the window closed behind it.

Moments later, a cook came in to inspect the food condition. He was surprised to find out that the name tents were scattered all over the kitchen.

He first thought that somepony broke in, but quickly dismissed it at the fact that this area was guarded so no thief or vandal could break in. His second thought that a breeze must have knocked them over, but the window was closed and there seemed to be no signs of wind or gentle breezes. His final thought was that it was a prank by his co-workers. He was indeed a rookie, and thought this hijinks was a form of hazing. He just left it at that.

Since the food rations were all the same, he just placed the name tents in a random sequence carelessly. He thought it wouldn't matter who got what.

Little did he know he screwed up a deluded pony's intentions that could not possibly end well.