“RIGHT?” Sam asked his companion. They wouldn’t forget about them right? Right? ……….right?

“Relax, eat some skittles man” Marshal said, handing his friend some skittles. Sam took the entire bag and shoved it in his mouth, denying all laws of logic.

“Okay?” Marshal said “I wanted some too” He frowned, Marshal didn’t like to admit it, but his companion over here was the king of the hipsters. He was a hipster before being a hipster was cool.

***

“You have failed us twice now, I don’t see why I should listen to you” The red hooded pony said to Sugar Blossom.

“Trust me, these two know more about our target than any other pony. We talked to that farmer and his daughter, we talked to the Flim-Flam brothers, we talked to the Gryphons, nothing. These guys on the other hand already have their trust, we need them”

“Well then you should get started” The pony said, already heading into the shadows to observe his companion. Sugar Blossom checked if anyone had noticed her friend, no one had done so much as turned their head Sugar Blossom gave a small smirk. She looked down, she had the feeling she’d be able to play the character. This was all her plan and she had it worked out to the very steps she took. She had the feeling she would buy her targets trust, she wore a prim and tidy black business suit the mare version of course (Which was clearly made for seduction and style then utility), and already had a limo chariot waiting for them outside. What lured the two in such a position still confused Sugar Blossom though, it was almost as if they wanted to make the meeting here in the torch of the Statue of Friendship, but then again she doubted they had any clue that she even had her hopes targeted on them. If the next attack failed, there information would be desperately needed.

The plan was simple, convince them to accept a job with them and then use their knowledge of the first 7 humans to hunt them down and kill them before they do any serious damage. How willing they would be to betray there friends were more or less of a grey spot, but everypony had their price.

“Hello Gentleponies” Sugar Blossom said “I know this sounds brash, but would you two be interested in a-“

“BITCH WE GOT A SITUATION OVER HERE! WE ARE OUT OF SKITTLES!” Sam said, putting both his hooves up to block her approach. Sugar Blossom had two options now, throw a knife through their brains, or walk back and try a different plan. She chose the latter and went back into the shadows.

Sugar Blossom tried a different approach, she bought a pack of skittles from a nearby vendor and attached it to a fishing pole. She threw the line out and the skittles landed right at their hooves. Interested the two followed, chasing after the skittles attached to the fishing hook. Eventually Sugar Blossom pulled the fishing pole in, there were no skittles on it! She looked around the corner she was hidden by and saw that they had got the skittles! But how?

“Thanks for the skittles” Marshal said, om nom noming on the skittles.

Sugar Blossom frowned; there was now only one way to get to these guys, by force.

She sent a hoof signal to her brother in the red cloak and he sent a message to another person in red cloak. Almost immediately 10 ponies in red cloaks swarmed the 2 and dragged them out.

Sugar Blossom gave a deviant smile, job accomplished

Her job though: FAIL

The train was going far faster than the Equestrian Express, it was either the magic furnace that Shining Armor boasted about or the fact it was a small and private train. There weren’t legions of other passengers on this train, just the crew and a small squadron of Royal Guards, all wearing golden armor and helmets with blue plumes.

“We should be arriving in Canterlot in a couple hours” Shining Armor said. Just then I heard a small pop, as if something had landed on the train. I knew I was just being paranoid we had clearly had a lot of bad experiences on trains. I hadn’t had a lot of sleep even though I was feeling back to normal.

The noise happened again, this time I just had to take a look. I put my head out the window and looked up we just had a moose on top of the cart.

“Hey Shining Armor there is a moose on the cart” I said

“Again?” Shining Armor asked, he took his sword and poked the moose, causing it to fall over.

***

The Red Cloaks bursted through the windows, shattering the ground with debris.

“Where is Vespi!” The leader ordered, then something hit him.

“Sir…I think this is the wrong train” One of his men replied

“How can we help you?” One of the 5000 Gryphon prisoners asked, all of whom were being brought to a special jail in the mountains.

The Red Cloaks looked around, none of them had any chains on. O they were going to have a bad time.

FAIL

***

“VISTA WHY DON’T YOU WORK!” The scientist said, slamming his fist against the table, it broke right through the table. It was the 15th table he had broken this week, the entire operation had been a massive storm of stress for him. He had worked hard for this dream to happen, but now he was being beaten down by countless error and the other mysterious being.

Boris had no doubt it was a pony from their world, but what kind of pony was that powerful? He had studied there world a bit but had a feeling it had to be some pony special. He just couldn’t put his finger on it.

The only thing he could send in so far was a moose, but since it glitches it randomly spawned nowhere special, which clearly was no help to the boys.

FAIL

***

Conor fell off his hospital bed

“Great” he sighed

FAIL

Next Chapter: Canterlot Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 48 Minutes