Author's Notes:

According to Gdocs, I wrote this on Nov 6th, 2013.

Speed fic
Prompts: Gummy, King Sombra's horn, Canterlot Theater

Blink

The tiny green reptile looked around. The massive stage, the thousand or so seats, and the near sky high ceiling were overwhelming for a creature as small as he.

“You're sure you want to hide it... here?” A familiar voice asked.

Gummy looked up, spying his master conversing with another pony. One of her friends, so he assumed. They spent a lot of time together, so they had to be.

“Of course Twilight! This is the best place to hide it. No pony would ever think to look here.”

The purple mare looked around, still unsure. She set down a levitated box as she marched towards the stage.

“Okay Pinkie, lets find a good place to hide it then. It has to be somewhere nopony would ever think to look.”

“Okie dokie lokie!” The pink pony then looked down to her pet. “Gummy, guard the box!” She gave the small reptile a salute.

Blink

Pinkie Pie nodded in approval and bounced after her friend.

When his master had told him he would be entrusted to “guard” something, he took it seriously. Sure, he's guarded a few treats and snacks from many customers, but nothing so important as this. Granted, he didn't even know what was in the box, only that his master told him to guard it. So that's what he did.

Gummy promptly jumped on top of the box, laying flat on his belly to guard it. He didn't move; to move would blow his cover. If he remained still, he'd be invisible. No one would suspect an invisible alligator guarding the box.

“Well now, what is this?”

An unknown voice spoke up. The janitor pony picked up the box, Gummy still attached, and place it on his cleaning cart.

“Somepony must have lost their jewelry box and a toy alligator.”

Should he react? Attack the pony taking the box? Then again, he didn't seem to be noticed. Gummy thought about the many stories his master had told him before bed. Was this pony... a spy? He had to be. He was too unusually normal. No one suspects a janitor. He should have disguised himself as that.

With a cheerful whistle, the pony pushed the car down the hall, ignoring the occasional blink of the tiny alligator.

Gummy knew that if this pony were stealing this box, then he made the mistake of not checking for traps. The fact was, he was the trap. Instead of acting, however, Gummy chose to stay still. He wanted to see where this spy was taking the box. Maybe he'd be able to take down the entire spy network after it. From down the hall, he could have sworn he heard the scream of a familiar voice.

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“Got another lost and found for ya.” The janitor pony placed the alligator toting box into a pile of other misfit objects. “Some lass forgot her jewelry box and their foal's toy.”

“Oh, how wonderful.” The bemused voice behind the counter sounded like he wanted any other job than this one.

This must be his partner in crime.

Gummy wasn't any dummy, no matter how much those rhymed. They were after the box. He knew it. So he sat and waited.

And waited.

Aaand waited.

The ticking of a watch from the bowels of his stomach told him he had been waiting a long time, and that he was hungry. But moving could blow his cover. He needed a distraction. Looking around the other objects (other stolen goods from these spies, he assumed) he tried to find something, anything that could distract this guard pony in front of him.

His tail poked something, giving a gentle squeak in the process.

Jackpot.

Using his time gingerly, he turned and grabbed the small squeaky ball. Careful not to bite down too hard, he positioned it so it would roll out of the room. With a quick smack of his tail, it took off. The guard took immediate notice. In no hurry whatsoever, he got out of his chair and began to walk after the ball.

Success!

This was his chance, he needed to take it. Carefully Gummy did his best to pick up the box with his two front feet. However, it was too wide. Furthermore, too heavy. He tried to heft it on his back. Still no luck. He was running out of time. Only one option came to mind, and as much as he liked it, he also didn't like it.

With a hack and a cough, he choked up a small silver key. The very key for this box. His master had entrusted him with it. No one suspects an alligator.

He unlocked the box, careful not to let anything spill out if it was full. Luckily, it was not. Instead, inside sat a small sharp object. A claw? He wasn't sure. And it didn't matter. Quickly he grabbed it and stuck it in between his lips. This would be easier if he had teeth to grip it.

“What the-”

Gummy turned around, standing there was the guard pony in shock.

Drats! I've been spotted, my cover has been blown.

As quickly as one could waddle, he dashed between the pony's legs.

“Is that... a crocodile?”

Okay, sorta blown. It was still intact, for now...

The pony took many seconds to react, shell shocked at what he was witnessing. A small green reptile stealing something out of a box in the lost and found.

“Hey, get back here you thief!”

Gummy ignored the pony, instead finding a floor vent to scurry into.

“Blast it! He's in the ventilation! Security, this is the front desk. We have a wild crocodile in the ventilation. No, I'm not joking, I'm being serious. When have I ever-”

Gummy was out of range for the voice, trying to maneuver around the vents as best as he could. He needed to find his master. He needed to return this... whatever it was to her.

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He was trapped.

When he reached a fork in the road, he chose the left path. Bad choice apparently. Somehow or another he had gone from the floor ventilation to the ceiling ventilation. Worse yet, he had fallen through a already lose vent and fallen right in the path of several guard ponies, already on the hunt.

Now he was cornered. The ponies could already taste the blood on their lips. What would these spies do to him once they captured him. More so, what would they do with this claw thingie? In a panic, the tiny alligator had dropped it, it now sitting in front of him.

“Is that... a tip of a horn?”

The ponies began to back up, shock in their faces.

“Did that little crocodile just spit up a pony's horn? Oh Celestia, it's already ate a pony!”

I did?

They now feared him. He had to use this to his advantage. He snapped his jaws with fury, attempting to scare them further.

“No, wait, how could he have done that? He's got no teeth.”

Drats! Foiled again!

Quickly he grabbed the shard and waddled off, trying to outrun them.

“He's getting away, after him!”

The ponies would be on him in seconds, being much larger than he. A thought crossed his mind. They thought he was a crocodile...

“No one suspects a alligator” his master had told him.

With a toss of his head, and a flick of his tongue, he swallowed the shard. Whole.

“Gotcha!” The captor guard announced.

Or so he thought, as Gummy wiggled his way out of the pony's hooves.

“What the-”

He then clamped onto the pony's foreleg, using his tail as a pendulum he threw himself at the pony's mane and latched on. Momentum was on his side.

“IT'S IN MY MANE! GET IT OUT, GET IT OUT!” The stallion screamed like a little filly.

As the next pony drew near, aided by the thrashing pony he lunged at it, clamping onto its face.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHH! IT'S TRYING TO EAT ME!”

The pony began running in circles, causing Gummy to feel a little sick. If this continued, he's bring up the shard he was tasked with protecting.

When the chance arose, he let go and was flung away towards a set of double doors. He was once again in the auditorium where his adventure had began.

“Where did it go?” One pony shouted.

“I'm not sure, I was too busy TRYING TO NOT GET EATEN!”

More hoof stomps echoed in the room. Was this more spies after him? Well, he was ready.

“Oh, there you are Gummy! We've been looking everywhere for you.”

His master, at last.

“YOU FOUND HIM? OH GOOD, WHERE'S THE BOX? IS IT WITH HIM?”

Pinkie Pie looked around, shrugging. “Nopey lopey. Not here. Somepony must have taken it, and Gummy tried to chase after them.

She knew me too well.

“That's ridiculous. They probably just took him by accident-"

Hey now...

“- but right now, we need to find that box! King Sombra's horn needs to be hidden so that no one will find it.

Oh, it was a horn.

His master looked down to him, thinking. A smile then came across her lips.

“It's okay Twilight. It's already been hidden.”

Twilight looked to her friend in shock. “It's... been... WHAT?”

Pinkie nodded. “Yuppers! It's already been taken care of. So relax, lets go get lunch!”

Simultaneously, Pinkie's and Gummy's tummies rumbled.

Blink

“How can you be so sure? I mean, who would have done it.”

“Relax Twilight, I know these things. It was someone we know.”

Twilight looked pained, but asked further. “How do you know?”

Within a nano second, the lightbulb in her head clicked on. At the same time, though in different tones the two ponies answered-

“Pinkie Sense.”

Twilight let out a moan, but looked to her friend with a hopeful expression.

“If you're sure Pinkie.”

She nodded.

“Fine, alright, lets go get lunch.”

Twilight walked past the pink pony and alligator, walking through the set of double doors where many ponies were scurrying around in search of a small crocodile.

Pinkie looked down to her pet, her loyal companion. She grabbed him by the back of the neck and flopped him onto her head, his usual resting place of choice.

Pinkie Pie walked through the doors with a wide smile on her face.

No one suspects an alligator.