The next day, Silver Bit and Tiber took the police to the shop in town. When they got there, there was nothing to be seen. Just a screwdriver covered in something that looked like green blood. They took it in and took pictures of the place. Since nothing was stolen, it wasn't that important. Autumn Spark and Fixette came just as the police ponies were leaving.

"What's going on Boss?" Autumn asked after hugging the mare.

"There was just a break in last night while I was locking up."

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" Fixette asked still as quiet as ever.

"Did they take anything?" Everypony looked right at Autumn and a glare except for Silver. "I mean, are you okay."

"I'm fine, nothing was stolen. Tyler was coming back to get something and helped."

"Wait, he saved you?"

"Helped. She was doing fine on her own when I got there."

"That's a relief."

"Yeah. We'd be out of a job otherwise."

"Autumn." Silver said glaring at Autumn Spark.

"Um, I'll go check and see if the lathe is still working."

"Yeah, best thing you've said today."

Everypony chucked lightly and started going about their day normally. Well, as normally as they could while avoiding the area the burglar had been. About seven hours into the day, Silver was still picking away at the gauntlet gear box. She hated this more and more. Silver groaned and spit out the socket driver she had been trying to use. Her jaw hurt and she was half certain that she needed braces again. Silver leaned over her personal hell and put her hoof to her cheek.

"What am I going to do with you you son of a bitch?" Silver said to herself.

You know you'd tell me if you could talk. Silver thought to herself. What'd you got against me? All I did was poke and pry at you for hours a day trying to fix you. Why is this making me so hot headed?

The thought suddenly dawned on her. Tiber had said something about what his dad had done with an old hitch. The idea was somewhat sound. Metal expands with heat, but Silver didn't know the melting point of this metal was. In fact, she didn't even know what metal this was. It looked to be stainless steel. But looks are always deceiving. For all she knew, it was a combination of metals. After all, it was a weapon. She knew Nexus wasn't just an inventor, he was a weapons designer. And this was no letter opener.

Silver looked over to her furnace where Nexus' mechanical arms sat. She moved over and shoveled two full scoops of coal and half a log into the blazing furnace. She took the time for it to heat up, to put on her usual gear and Nexus' arms. With everything set, Silver Bit grabbed Nexus' gauntlet with the arms and gently placed it into the fire. The heat was far more intense then she was use to. She could feel it against her skin under the protective cloths. She could feel the heat curling her eyelashes and the sweat dripping down her face.

Once it was in the center of the blaze, Silver quickly backed away and blinked a few times trying to get the sweat out of her eyes. It stung. She hated this kind of thing. True, this wasn't the first time this happened, but that doesn't mean she was use to it. Silver Bit sighed and looked back at the blazing fire. It was practically blinding. She pulled down her welders goggles and peered through the glare and fire.

The gauntlet didn't reflect light well. It looked like a black smudge in an ocean of orange before and now its shape was defined sharply against the light of the flames. Silver sat back on her haunches and watched the gear bolts on the gear box carefully. She was sure the structural pieces of the gauntlet wasn't going to get hot easily, but the gear box was made of a lighter metal. It felt like aluminum when she was working with it so this blaze should be enough to get that red hot in no time at all.

An orange form slowly spread over the gear box. Silver wasn't keeping track of time, it didn't matter. It was all an experiment. That was enough time. Silver moved to the flames and pulled Nexus' gauntlet out of the blazing furnace. She backed away with the metal steaming in the cooler air. She prayed that this didn't break anything inside of the gearbox. She used the claw to pick up the bolt driver that fit the best and held her breath. With one claw holding the gauntlet, and the other on the bolt driver, she began prying at the mechanical nightmare. The claw shook as her shoulder muscles strained to turn the bolt.

She started sweating much more than when she had her face practically in the fire. Just before she gave up on the fight, a quiet high-pitched squeal caught her attention. The bolt driver was starting to move to the left, it was working! A new found second wind took her over and she started unscrewing the bolts as fast as she could before the metal cooled. Gradually, it started getting easier. The squeal was getting louder, but it was getting easier.

Then there was a light click as the bolt slipped. Silver was relieved to hear that sound. She hoped it meant that whatever was holding the bolt let it go. The bolt started coming undone like it should have. Smooth and easy. After the bolt fell away from the gear box, Silver Bit felt ecstatic. But she wasn't done yet.

The last four bolts were much easier. They started hard but the first one was the evil one. Instead of squealing in resistance, they clicked and came undone with little resistance. When the last one hit the work bench, the box fell away revealing a complicated system of gears, cogs, springs and diodes.

Silver had little to no experience with electronics, but the mechanical aspect was right up her ally. Silver reached over to her right where a line of screwdrivers sat ready for work. She used her teeth this time out of habit. Still using the claws to hold the still hot gauntlet, she put the head of the small flat head against the top of a gear and tried to turn it. It clicked but didn't move. Silver set the screwdriver down and pushed her welder's goggles up. It wasn't going to be un-jammed by force and she really didn't want to take it apart if it was something electrical. Silver let go of the gauntlet and moved to the door of her office that she just realized was open.

"Fixette!" She shouted across the shop.

"Yes?" She said poking her head out from behind her work bench next to the fuse box.

"I need your opinion."

"Why me?"

"Your talent has to do with this electrical mumbo-jumbo right?"

"Well, yes but-"

"Then get in here."

"Okay."

Guess we know who wears the st-NO don't go there Silver! Silver groaned as the thought passed through her mind. She never liked going there. There was a clear difference between joking and being a bitch in Silver's mind, and she never wanted to let it get past that.

Silver Bit moved out of the way and let Fixette enter her office. Silver left the door open as she led Fixette to her work bench.

"Careful. It's still hot." Silver warned.

"Oh, sorry."

"It's fine, you have your kit on your belt?"

"Yeah. I always do."

"Well… do what you do and see if it's working. 'Cause I don't know if there's something holding it back or if it's electrical."

"Oh, then I'm happy to help."

Fixette reached down into her smock and pulled a small roll of cloth. She set it down on the table and unrolled it, revealing a neat assortment of tools in little pockets. Silver had no idea what any of them did; she just let Fixette go to work. She pulled two of the tools from the pockets and started fiddling with the gauntlet. She held one of the tools to the diodes to the gear box and another to a point inside the gauntlet. There was a sudden spark under the gauntlet then silence. Fixette came back up from the bench with a smile.

“Good news for you, the signal isn’t getting to the gear box.”

“How is that good for me?”

“It means you can take a break.” Autumn Spark said walking in.

“I can’t take a-”

“You’ve worked on this nonstop for two months straight. You need a break. Go get a milkshake or something. We can handle it from here.”

“But-”

“No buts. You go do something other than this.” Autumn told her as she started shoving her through the shop.

“But the safe. I lock it in the safe every night.”

“We’ll take care of it. I know where you keep the combination in case you forget it. Go on! Take your boy toy with you."

"I'm sorry what?" Tiber said as Autumn pushed Silver into the lobby.

"Nothing Tyler." Silver said quickly.

"You're taking the day off."

"No he's not. You stay here and keep working. I would rather spend some time on my own anyways."

"Come on. You two might live together but you don't go out enough."

"Exactly why I wouldn't mind a few hours alone. If it'll keep you off my flank, I'll go. But Tiber has work to do."

"So does Fixette."

"Well she should be done in a few minutes. So I'll be back in an hour."

"Whole day or bust." Autumn said with a grin.

"Fine. Whole day. Can I go now?" Silver said rolling her eyes.

"Yes. Have a nice day boss." Autumn said walking back into the work shop.

Silver leaned over the counter to Tiber. "You remember where I keep the real combination?"

"Yeah. Go on. Have fun." Tiber replied kissing Silver Bit on the cheek.

"Alright. Keep them from burning the place down." Silver said with a smile.

Silver Bit trotted out into the cold midday and started towards the movie theater; the only way to kill time in winter. Patient-Z was still playing but there was no way she was going to see that monstrosity again. She had a while to make-up her mind though.

Strangely enough, the comedy she chose wasn't any better. It had something about shenanigans after a high night in Las-Pegasus. Stupid as she would thought; not as funny though. She hailed a passing cab and headed home after the movie ended. She had to sit around for two hours waiting for the first showing to let out before she could see it for herself. She was never one for movies. She'd grown up around high society; they went to the theater instead of cinema.

She sat back and enjoyed the ride home. It was an uncharacteristically warm day for winter. It didn't warrant heavy clothing or even a scarf. It was how she liked it. The cab pulled into her driveway just before sun set. She paid the driver and went inside. She was greeted by the smell of… meat? Looking towards the kitchen, she saw Tiber preparing a stake. Where'd he even get a stake in Baltimare? Tiber turned at the sound of the door closing and smiled at Silver.

"Hey Silver! Hungry?" He said with an upbeat smile.

"Uh, no. What are you-"

"What? Haven't you ever seen a stake before?"

"I have, but I haven't had one. And I don't plan on having on anytime soon."

"Eh, more for me!"

Tiber didn't hesitate to take the stake from the pan with his horn and take a massive bite out of it. Hold it…horn? When did that appear from his head? Sure, his mane was thick and stuck up higher on his head than most, but Silver had seen him fresh from the shower. She would've seen if he had a horn or not then. The green glow was as alluring as he was. It's possible she would've missed his horn…

Tiber walked over after leaving the stake in the pan and pecked Silver on the lips.

"So how was your day?"

"It was… fine. You okay Tyler?"

"I'm fine why?"

"You just seem, different is all."

"Nah. I'm fine. So how was your day?"

"You know how it went dude. Stop acting like you don't."

"Yeah. You were busy as always."

"Yeah… You didn't need to say it but whatever. I'm going to bed."

"What about dinner?"

"I get you're one of the only ponies in Equestria that eat meat, but I won't be one of them."

"Oh, okay."

Silver sighed and started to her bedroom. As she passed the threshold she heard somepony behind her. She turned and nearly fell back when she saw Tiber standing right behind her.

"Um, where do you think you're going?" Silver asked.

"To bed? Isn't that-"

"You have your own room. You sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine." Tiber's horn flashed a green aura for a moment before he continued. "I just thought that we could have a little fun before we went to bed."

Silver was stunned by his forwardness. This wasn't like him at all. Or was it? She couldn't quite remember. Unfortunately, her thoughts took up a lot more time than she thought and she was already lying on the bed with him before she could utter a single word of protest. And, oddly enough, she didn't feeling like protesting. She sat back and went with it as a warm feeling over took her and held on all night.

Author's Notes:

Nexus: So, he's a-
Me: STOP! You remember the contract?
Nexus: ....
Me: I don't make you bi so long as you don't spoil anything.
Nexus: But they already know what happened. What makes you think they don't know?
Me: It's for those that don't. It will come. So shut the only part of your body that isn't metal.
Nexus: You know what is and isn't metal, so does Dust. *snickers*
Me: *snicker* Okay, not as clever as I would've hoped, but none the less funny. Moving on! Next time on Dragon Ball Z!
Nexus: What are you doing?
Me: I'm working on a roll as a crazy narrator that says what he wants without a care and such.
Nexus: Isn't that what these are anyways?
Me: No, this is like talking to myself you numb nut.