One day later

Word of advice to you, if Twilight asks you to do something you should probably do it. Not for the reward or the job, not even for her. But if you do it, it will save you the bitching that follows if you end up turning her down. Seriously, after everything was cleaned up in Ponyville she marched right up to The Den, threw open my office door and started bitching about this and that, complaining that if I had accepted the job things would have been easier.

I stopped listening like three seconds into it, but the background noise of her voice while I was trying to relax and clear my head was just so damn annoying. I was tempted to just toss her out, but I knew that would just result in even more bitching. This was not what I wanted to come home to after my vacation...

Needless to say I did my best to ignore her by thinking of random things. 'Still got a lot of bits left, the vault is almost full and we've got more jobs coming up that should keep us steady for another month or two. Maybe we could buy a bigger place? Nah too much paperwork and we have enough room as it is. What about a yacht? Do ponies even have yachts? If so what are they like? Are they like the ones on earth? Unlikely. Eh I'm sure there's a magazine somewhere that can tell me this stuff. Is she still bitching about not taking care of Nightmare Moon? Dear God how long can a woman complain for? ...yeah I already know where that thought is going, that came out why more sexist than I intended it to be.'

"Are you even listening to me!?" Twilight slammed her hooves onto my desk to get my attention.

"Twilight just get out of my office. I just don't care, so either make a request or get out, I'm busy." I responded in a bored tone, making it clear that I was not in the mood to deal with this kinda shit.

"No way buster. You brought this on yourself!"

"And you brought this on yourself." She tilted her head in confusion before I opened my window with my magic and tossed her out before closing it. "Oh thank God..." I slumped back in my chair and sighed in relief. "I am so getting a restraining order on her..."

A few days later

I stood outside the prison cell of the inmate that I was hired to watch over. Simple job for 400 bits, just had to make sure he didn't get out for the day before the guy could be transferred to a high security prison. So I stood there, my back against the wall while I tossed a knife in my hand. Now, this job would have been nice and quiet, if not for the fact that the guy in the cell was singing in a deep, rough not to bad singing voice at the top of his lungs.

"HIGH-WAY TOOO THE, DANGER ZONE!!! HIGH-WAY TOOO THE, DANGER ZONE!!!"

I swear to god I have no fucking clue how he knows about that song but he's ruining it for me. So I slammed my fist into the cell door and yelled. "Shut up in there! How the hell do you even know that song?!"

"Don't know don't care!" He took in a breath before singing again. "KNOCK ME DOWN LIKE A DOMINO!!!"

"It's take me down!"

"If you insist!" I heard a loud bang from the reinforced metal door. "Ow! Damnit!"

"Dumbass..."

"Hey! I want my phone call!"

"You can't have a phone call!"

"Why not!?"

"You killed one of Celestia's Knights!"

"Allegedly."

"You also robbed various stores while killing the store clerks!"

"A...llegedly."

"And! You ate the worlds entire supply, of twinkies!" Yes, they have those here. Well they DID until this clown ate 'em all.

"...yeah ok that was me."

I groaned as I sat down and took out a flask.

"You really think you you should be drinking on the job?" I heard the criminal ask while peeking his head through the bars.

"It's ok, it's just cola." I took a swing and sighed happily. "Been too long since I had one of these."

"Can I have some?"

"Nope."

"Damn..."

"Could you just shut up? My job is almost done, so just be quiet before I change that life sentence to the death penalty." I pointed my knives up to his face with a glare.

"Alright alright jeez..." He pulled his head back into the cell and walked to the end of the room.

I nodded while taking another swing of the flask, enjoying the peace.

"Although there is one thing." I jumped as he was suddenly back at the door of the cell.

"What?!" I demanded while glaring at him, the sudden scare almost caused me to spill my drink.

"It's important don't you worry, it's a message from someone that really doesn't like you. At all."

I quickly pieced together what he was saying and growled. "Go on..."

"She says...'watch who you hold close, you never know who I can replace' after that she just left." He answered with a smirk. Before I could question him, two large, heavily armoured stallions walked by me and unlocked the cell, ready to transfer the criminal. "Think on that Gray! You'll never know until it's too late!" He yelled as he was dragged around a corner.

One of the stallions had placed a bag of bits in my hand. I just shook my head and made my way out of the prison, ready to call it a day. I was in no mood to deal with any of Chrysalis' shit at that moment, so I just headed for home. All of that stuff he said could wait until the day after. I needed a drink.

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