Next day, 17:39, 3 hours before train's departure

The box was big indeed, enough space for them to sleep next to each other and some extra space for the supplies and other extras, and on top of a delivery cart. Next to It, was the long box containing Pinkamena's sniper.
Sigil, Copper, Quill, Mane and Pinkamena gathered by the entrance accompanied by three cultists disguised as mail ponies.

"There has been a change of plans." Said Sigil. "It's better if you go at night in one of the last trains departing to Ponyville, and for the effect, our members will take you in the box for the train station in the mail room with fake identities and papers, saying It's an express delivery that must be carried on right away."

"Our undercover scouts said It's better because of the intense security by daytime. They literally want you two caught." Copper added.

"It's okay, I guess." Said Mane. "Sounds good to you, 'mena?"

"I have no complains." Pinkamena answered. "Can I keep your cult's uniform? It's really good for summer time."

"Of course!" Said Sigil with a smile and gave her a light package tied shut with a thin rope. "Here, It's your clothes from before. It's a nice dress. Pink and black. Haha, seems black always goes nice with any color, am I right?"

"Seems so." Pinkamena giggled while receiving the package.

"So... how much time we have?" Mane asked.

"Two hours and fifty minutes." Said Copper checking his pocket watch. "It's enough time but still, the train station i still far away from here. Get on the box, better sooner than later."

"I guess It's goodbye then..." Mane sighed sadly. "It was good while It lasted. Visiting my hometown, make new friends, fight a criminal mastermind."

"I enjoyed It." Said Pinka with an empty expression.

"You're both always welcome to drop by." Sigil extended her hand. "Just be sure to warn us somehow you are coming."

"We'll find a way." Mane shook hands with Sigil, with Pinkamena doing the same.

"Thanks again for what you did for our city." Said Copper shaking their hands.

"Remember Mane. Keep practicing your magic and don't overdo the use through your body." Said Quill shaking their hands as well. "The last thing your friend here wants is to take care of a disabled stallion, because he was too stubborn to follow my advice."

"I'll keep that in mind." Mane sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him." Pinkamena pinched Mane's arm.

"HEY! That hurts!" Mane squealed taking her hand away.

"Mane, you said you had small request for this moment, didn't you?" Said Sigil.

"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me." Mane pulled out a piece of paper from his vest's pockets. "I want you to deliver this to Shining Armor, the Royal Guard captain. Just pretend to be a mail staff."

"Can do." Sigil accepted the letter.

"Come on!" Said Copper checking his clock again. "Two hours and half! You're gonna miss the train if you don't hurry up."

Mane and Pinka climbed into the cart and got inside the box, while the cultists grabbed the lid, along with some nails and hammers.

"Goodbye to you all!" Said Mane waving. "I'll never forget you!"

"Goodbye!" Waved Pinkamena.

"Bye bye!" Said the leading trio like a choir.

"Heads down, friends." Said one of the cultists while putting the wooden lid in the box, followed by the hammers striking the nails.

The cart started moving accompanied with the sound of the secret door to the hideout opening. In Jade District, the trip was rough due to the road's bad conditions. Half hour later, the road was smooth, meaning they were getting close to the center.

*tock tock*

One of the disguised cultists knocked on the box.

"We are in the center. We're almost there. Just more half hour and we are by the station, keep the silence." Said the same one who knocked.

"On It." Pinkamena answered.

"Halt!" Said a crystal soldier. "Present yourself."

"We are staff from the post office. We have this delivery to Ponyville."

"Can I see your papers?" Asked a royal soldier. "We are on a mission."

"Of course. Pals, show your papers." The disguised trio showed their fake identifications. "It's an express delivery, and they told us to dispatch It right now."

"Hmm... they seem in order." The crystal guard walked towards the box. "What is inside? Can I see the order?"

"Oh yes. Here's the paper." One of the cultists gave the note. "It's an order from a family here in the city for a close friend."

"Hmm..." The crystal soldier checked the counterfeit documents. "It's a big box... too big for such thing."

"It's not our duty to put our noses in others business. We are just doing our job, just like you."

"Well then, It's a very generous family then." The guard made signal to open the gate. "Go in, the mail zone is on the right. One hour before the train goes."

"Thank you." The cultists pushed the cart inside the train station. "Have a good night!"

"You too!" The guard answered back.

After some minutes, the cart stopped and they putted the box down in the ground with a loud noise. They couldn't be blamed, It was big, with food and two ponies inside.

*tock tock*

"Okay, you're in the station now. In half hour they should put you in the train." Said one of the cultists through the holes in the box. "We will be going. Have a nice trip back home."

"Thank you, you too." Mane answered.

Mane lay down in the thin mattress under them and opened a can of soda. Pinkamena kept sitting and opened a bag of chips and they started their snack. All they had to do was wait until the train started to move so they could came out to take a breath and stretch their bodies.

The Crystal Empire was once again safe from a danger that was about to burst in the streets, where nopony would be safe from those new weapons in the hands of criminals, but not without a conflict. One hour later, the train started to move, taking the fugitive duo back to their home for a good deserved rest.