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Sunny Flare placed the cardboard box on her bed and smiled triumphantly.

It was here. It was finally here.

The Seekdrone-3Xel. It was a lot bigger than she had expected, but today was the day their surveillance on the Wings’ Estate was going to take an upgrade.

Eagerly cutting the box open, Sunny fished out the goggles from the box first, followed by the black drone, which was light enough to be held with three fingers. It was a sleek black thing, with two rotors on top and four fins below. A camera sat beneath it, able to rotate three-hundred and sixty degrees. It looked amazing. More amazing in person.

“Oh boy, this is going to be good!” Sunny clapped and pulled out the controls and manual. “Spying just got better.”

Still in her pajamas, Sunny went over to her cupboard to get out an appropriate attire for today. In the end, she decided on her purple sleeveless top and red skirt again.

While she got to changing, Sunny imagined the drone flying into the estate unnoticed and spying on a sunbathing Silver Rose. She had nothing on but sunglasses and her body looked amazing.

“Oohhhh, Silvy… What a body…” Sunny began to drool.

Her girlfriend’s body really wasn’t that of a simple highschooler. She had a body any girl would want to have. Her breasts were quite well sized, only slightly smaller than Sunny’s but still great. Her butt was absolutely fantastic, round enough to keep Sunny’s eyes locked on them when she could see it. And then there was her beautiful face and her soft lips. Sunny pictured her lips slightly parted as she sunbathed, as though she was expecting a kiss.

“Come kiss me, Sunny…” she whispered seductively. “My body’s all yours. Kiss wherever you like…”

“Oh, I want to, Silvy, believe me…” Sunny, who was in the process of changing before her mind took over, was standing there in her underwear, now one hand slipping under her white bra and squeezing at the flesh beneath. “Mmm… Silvy… Silvy…”

She pictured her lips on Silver’s kissing her so passionately that steam began to form around them. Silver slipped one of her mauve hands under Sunny’s bra and pinched at her right nipple, earning a squeak from the mulberry haired girl.

“Yes… harder…” Sunny moaned and snapped her eyes shut.

Sunny had only just felt one of Silver’s hands slip into her panties when her phone rang, snapping her out of her imagination.

“O-Oh… uh…” Sunny patted her hair down and ran to her phone and flicked it open. “Hello?”

“So what’s plan today?” Lemon Zest asked on the other end. “Did the drone arrive?”

“Oh, yep! Sunny eyed the machine on her bed. “It’s all set and ready.”

“I take it you can’t wait to use it,” Lemon giggled. “I didn’t interrupt another steamy pleasure session, did I? You sound a little bit breathless.”

“No, no you didn’t!” Sunny took her hand out of her panties and blushed. “Just bring the van over. I’ll call the others.”

She quickly hung up and got to getting clothes on herself. After washing up, a quick breakfast, and a sneer at her younger brother, Sunny was out the door, waiting for Lemon Zest with her new drone.

With only ten minutes of waiting outside, Lemon Zest’s green van pulled into view, rumbling down the street towards Sunny’s house. She gave the horn a short honk before winding down the window to wave a hand.

“All aboard the spy express, Sunny!”

“Sshhh! Not so loud!” Sunny looked around before quickly slipping into the seat beside her. “You want everyone to know we’re spying on Ebony Wings?”

“Nobody’s listening,” Lemon shrugged. “I brought my laptop; we can connect the drone to that so we can all see what’s going on.”

“Oh... Uh… Good thinking.”

Sugarcoat leaned her head out. “Remember. No funny business. We’re here on a serious mission, Sunny.”

Sunny nodded meekly as Sugarcoat brandished the fire extinguisher. Today was not as hot as it had been when they had first attempted to spy on the Wings Estate, and the air conditioning in the van was humming merrily away.

They picked Sour Sweet up on the way and in less than half an hour, they arrived at the Wings’ Estate for another round of spying on Sunny’s girlfriend, or at least, Sunny hoped to see her.

She was so excited that she had already put the drone goggles on, syncing it up with the drone’s camera for a first person view. As the Seekdrone booted up, green lines and circles began to fill her vision, followed by a string of numbers and a loading bar.

“Woah…” Sunny breathed.

“Got the drone and goggles synced up to my computer,” Lemon Zest reported. “We can see everything you can see.”

“Time to see if Silver really is a witch. Do we get to burn her if she is?” Sour Sweet looked apologetical. “Sorry! That just came out from nowhere. I don’t want to burn her.”

Sunny rolled down the window and held the drone outside and pushed the start button on the controller. The drone’s rotors buzzed to life, lifting off into the air. It barely made any noise as it began to gain altitude, Sunny’s goggles seeing everything disappear below her. Pushing forward on the stick, the drone soared away from the van and over the fence of the Wings’ Estate, easily making its way inside.

“Sweet.” Lemon eyed the camera from her laptop. “Drone is transmitting loud and clear. Operation Spyglass is a go.”

“Operation Spyglass?” Sugarcoat said drolly as she peered at the screen. “Is that what we’re calling it now?”

“Why not.” The lime haired girl shrugged. “All operations need a name. Unless you want something like Operation Witch Hunt or maybe Operation Anti-Masturbation.”

“Hey!” Sunny’s cheeks flared red. “Not that one, okay?”

“Spyglass works.” Sour Sweet grinned, but quickly changed it to a frown. “I don’t want to have to remember Sunny’s got a problem now.”

“Girls, seriously, can we focus? Stop talking about my problem!” Sunny complained as she flew the drone up the small forest towards the estate.

Sunny tried to ignore them as she inspected the house through the drone’s goggles. Like its name, Seekdrone 3Xel, it really excelled in its surveillance ability. Zooming in, Sunny could see, very clearly, a living room of sorts on the first floor through one of the windows. There was a slight glare from the shining sun above, but otherwise, it was as though she was standing just outside the window. There were expensive couches and rugs in there, all formed into a slight U shape, along with a few racks of weapons on the walls.

“Why on earth would Ebony Wings need so many weapons?” Lemon Zest stuck a lollipop in her mouth. “It’s not like a zombie apocalypse is going to happen anytime soon.”

“It’s just for decoration.” Sugarcoat lifted her glasses up her nose. “Sunny, go around the house and see if you see anyone inside.”

“Right…” Sunny eyed the structure as she made the drone move sideways, going along the perimeter of the mansion.

She passed by a dining room, a kitchen, and a second living room. She didn’t know why anyone would need a second living room, but she figured maybe really rich people just did weird things because they had money.

She spotted a few maids inside, dusting the furniture or preparing food, but besides them, there was still no sight of anyone else or even Silver Rose.

Sunny remembered the pool and swung the drone around the other side of the estate, looking for it. They were here around the same time as their last spying mission, so perhaps the three CHS girls would be there and if they were lucky, maybe Silver Rose in a swimsuit too. Just thinking about that made Sunny’s lower regions warmer.

Mmm… Silver… I want to touch you. I want your touch…

True enough, behind the house, the three girls from Canterlot High were spread around the ornate pool, in various states of relaxation. The orange-skinned one was lying atop an inflatable raft while the purple and blue ones were engaged in some kind of splashing fight. None of them seemed to notice the Shadowbolts’ eye in the sky.

“No Silver Rose here,” Sour Sweet commented.

“Unfortunately…” Sunny mumbled.

“Hey, zoom in on the orange one, will ya?” Lemon Zest said and nudged her.

“Why?” Sunny lifted the goggles slightly to glare at her. “We’re here for Silve- I mean, intel. Not the orange girl.”

“No no, I think Lemon Zest is on to something...” Sugarcoat interrupted. “Why do these three girls live here with Ebony Wings?”

“Yeah, I’m totally on to something. Zoom in on orange girl!”

“Why is that important?” Sunny raised her finger.

“Because,” Sugarcoat explained slowly, as if speaking to someone who was slow-witted. “These three girls were trending on MyStable not too long ago. There were reports about magic.”

“Well, that’s no surprise. Canterlot High seems to be full of magic.” Sour Sweet leaned back on the van floor and stretched her arms out.

“So we have evidence that magical, or previously magical beings are staying with Silver Rose. Isn’t that enough to raise some suspicions?” Sugarcoat said.

“After what happened with the Friendship Games, not really.” Sunny shook her head. She just really wanted to get a glimpse of Silver in a swimsuit.

“Speaking of the Friendship Games, Silver left early,” Lemon remembered. “I wonder if that means anything.”

“It probably doesn’t.” Sunny floated above the pool, seeing if the girls would do anything interesting. The other two were still splashing water at each other, while poofy hair was still lounging on her floaty. “I’m sure she just wasn’t feeling well.”

“She wasn’t the only one,” Sour Sweet leaned against the metal van interior, trying to catch a blast of the AC. “I saw a boy from CHS throwing up in the bushes. Magic really isn’t for everyone, is it?”

“Yeah, especially not for Sunny. Have you been masturbating since our last spy session?

“H-Hey! We don’t even know if there’s magic involved with me,” Sunny frowned. “And are we going to stay here looking at these girls or are we here to investigate?”

The drone lifted up away from the pool, whizzing around to look at the back door.

“We are not flying the drone indoors,” Sunny said. “It’s too risky.”

Sugarcoat nodded. “Agreed.”

Just then, the door opened and the butler man from the previous day came out with a watering can. Sunny flew the drone higher into the air and went over to the second floor windows to look inside. Up here, there was yet another living room, one with a pretty huge TV. It looked like it could hold at least twenty people at a time, which was ridiculous, by Sunny’s standards. There was also a library of sorts, with shelves stacked high with books, almost all of them filled to the brim.

And then there was a rather pink room at the next window, this one looking more like a bedroom than anything else. It sported a well-sized bed, holding two stuffed animals, or at least, Sunny thought they were animals. One was a unicorn, but the other one was some kind of weird insectoid creature with stumpy legs; it looked like it was staring right back at the drone, but Sunny knew it was nothing more than a bag of fluff. Two crossed swords hung on the far wall.

“Check this room out. You think this is Silver Rose’s room?” Lemon asked, still watching the camera from the laptop screen. “She’s in the fencing team. It would make sense to have swords here.”

“There’s swords all over the house,” Sugarcoat pointed out. “Even in the bathroom, if I recall that window from earlier.”

“Gee, they really are gearing up for a zombie apocalypse.” Sour Sweet folded a piece of paper into a plane. “What a bunch of loonies.”

“Yeah, if anything is to cause an apocalypse, it would be aliens.” Lemon Zest smirked.

“Didn’t we already have an alien apocalypse?” Sugarcoat said. “We lived through that.”

“Oh. Yeah. I forgot about that.”

“That’s because there wasn’t any news coverage about it at all. It was as though everyone forgot about it.”

A small noise, like a faint pop was heard from the back of the grounds. Sunny turned the drone around and flew towards it.

“Hey,” Lemon said slowly as the camera focused. “Isn’t that Silver Rose’s sister and her aunt?”

The two of them were standing in front of a covered breezeway of sorts, and Ivory Wings was aiming a pistol at something at the far end of the covered section. There was a louder pop and the sound of splintering glass. Then she gestured and Silver’s sister stepped forward, also holding an automatic pistol. She fired three times, and then stepped away.

“Is… is that legal?” Sour Sweet asked slowly.

“Why would they even need to do this?” Sugarcoat leaned closer to the screen. “This isn’t something a movie star’s family would be doing.”

The girls watched as Moonglade, Silver Rose’s twin, slid the magazine from her pistol and ejected the round that was still inside. Passing the pieces to her aunt and removing her earplugs, Moonglade gave her a hug and skipped back into the house.

“A family picture,” Sour Sweet narrated sarcastically.

“I wonder where she’s going now.” Sugarcoat raised an eyebrow at the screen. “See if you can follow her, Sunny.”

Sunny wished she was following Silver Rose instead, but did so anyway. Moonglade was her twin sister after all, and they sort of did look alike. Moonglade had the same pretty face as Silver and her body shape was roughly the same she did look really attractive in that attire. She had on an orange shirt and a black skirt, which revealed her slender legs.

“Well, we now know something about this family that the tabloids don’t,” Lemon frowned. “Apparently they train at least one of their children to be marksmen. But for what reason? You reckon Silver’s the same?”

Sunny looked troubled. This was clearly her first time seeing something like this, and Sunny didn’t know what to think. She had seen Silver’s aunt several times, and although they had never spoken, Silver’s dependance on her aunt must have meant that she was a good person. So why did the house have a shooting range, and why was Silver’s aunt teaching her Silver’s twin sister how to shoot? Was Silver the same way? Where was Silver Rose anyway?

The mulberry haired girl piloted the drone along the house, trying to keep track of Moonglade as she skipped along the inside. She was skipping happily along the halls until she disappeared at a turning. Sunny found her again upstairs, where she went along into the pink room and shut the door behind her.

“Oh, so that’s Moonglade’s room.” Lemon Zest licked on the lollipop she had. “I wonder where Silver sleeps. Has to be nearby right?”

“Yeah, it should be…” Sunny watched Moonglade until she entered another door on the left of her entryway, closing it behind her.

Moving the Seekdrone along, Sunny looked through all the second floor windows, finding another bedroom with three beds inside. Other than that, there were no other bedrooms on the second floor, or at least, ones they could see.

“Nothing. There aren’t anymore bedrooms.” Sunny scratched at her head and adjusted her drone goggles. “Why wouldn’t Silver and Moonglade have rooms close by?”

“So do you believe me now, Sunny?” Sugarcoat folded her arms and looked at her. “Surely you can see, something isn’t right here. Things just aren’t adding up like they should.”

All four girls sat there and thought.

“No, Silver Rose only moved here from Manehattan this year,” Sunny reasoned as she moved to the third floor. “Maybe her room’s somewhere else, maybe like a spare room or something. Yeah.”

The third floor was mostly the same as the second floor, just that there were fewer rooms. There was yet another living room, and then two more bedrooms, one of which was quite dark. With nothing much to see here, she moved to the next floor.

There was only one window on the fourth floor, facing the front. It had a large awning that prevented the sunlight from getting in. Sunny assumed it was an attic, until she noticed that a faint trail of smoke was coming out between the panes. Curious, she flew the drone closer. It was all dark on the inside and Sunny zoomed in to take a closer look.

Then she caught a blur of movement on the inside.

“Did you see that?” Lemon whispered, her eyes glued to the screen.

The camera was fixed on the window, but Sunny did not dare fly the drone closer. The Shadowbolts watched in hushed tension. For the longest time, nothing moved.

Then, in the darkness, two small green lights made themselves known, positioned about an inch or two apart. They bounced slowly toward the window, fixated on the drone.

“What the hay is that?” Sour Sweet breathed.

Looming from the gloom, a pair of coal black hands tipped with claws stretched out and grabbed the curtains to the window, pulling them shut. They immediately withdrew and the window was still once more.

“Y-You girls saw that, right?” Sunny said, pulling the goggles up onto her forehead.

“I don’t know if I saw that…” Sour Sweet blinked a few times.

Even Sugarcoat seemed at a loss for words. She removed her glasses and slowly gave them a wipe.

“That was… strange.” Lemon said weakly. “Do you think it saw us?

“What is ‘it’, anyway?” Sour demanded. “What the hay did we just see?!”

“I don’t want to know…” Sunny scrambled back until her back was to the wall. She quickly flew the drone away from the window, returning to the second floor.

“So do you believe me now, Sunny?” Sugarcoat looked back to her from the front seat. “I told you. Something wrong is happening here.”

“What, just because we saw something green-”

“I’m pretty sure those were eyes. Eyes don’t glow, at least not human ones,” Sugarcoat snapped. “I think we have something of a mystery on our hands, at the very least.”

Glowing eyes. Sunny’s memory jogged, and she thought back to when she had foolishly decided to steal Silver’s clothes all those months ago. Although she had rationalized it away as an effect of panic, Silver’s eyes had indeed been glowing, though purple.

The possibility that Sugarcoat was right chilled her, even more now that there was the tiniest chance that it might be true.

No, she didn’t want to believe it. Her girlfriend was not some… something that could make her eyes glow. She didn’t want to accept that.

“I… I… I need to take my mind off this…” Sunny breathed, placing a hand on her forehead. “This is all so much to take in.”

Lemon Zest pulled off her headphones and nodded. “Yeah. When I said I would believe if she was an alien, I take that back. I still can’t believe it.”

Sour Sweet was a little less shaken. “Well, did we manage to get that on disc or something? You know, for proof?”

“Come on, who’s going to believe us?” Sunny responded. “In this day and age, anyone can say it was photoshopped.”

“Then we’ll just need to find out more. Whatever it was up there on the fourth floor… we need to know what it is.”

Sunny gulped. “I’m not going back up there. Can’t we stay on the second floor? At least there are people here.”

Sunny watched as the three girls made their way up into the living room, lounging on the couches in thick blue towels, their hair still mostly wet from swimming.

“Ooh, they’re back.” Lemon Zest went back to looking at the screen. “Gee, they’re soaking the couches.”

“Makes me wonder if they are the ones responsible,” Sour Sweet grumbled. “I mean, they did some magical hocus pocus in CHS? During that band battle event they hosted.”

“Go back to the pink room,” Lemon suggested. “Maybe we can find something there.”

Sunny did as she was told, keeping an eye on the windows in case more of those things appeared. As she got back to Moonglade’s room, she found that the girl was already out of what was probably the bathroom. She was standing by her bed and using her phone, clad in nothing but a towel. Her hair was still damp and clung to her tan skin.

Sunny’s heartbeat was up in an instant. She knew Moonglade looked like Silver, but the more she thought about it, the more she began to picture Silver standing there instead, nearly naked. The only real difference to them were their colors and their hairstyles, otherwise, they were almost identical.

Sunny eyed the girl’s sleek legs, following them up from the ankles till the point where they disappeared under the towel. She secretly wished for Moonglade to bend down, even just a bit, so that she might get a glance of her butt.

Instead, when the girl was done, she turned to her right and tossed her towel aside, before sitting on her bed.

Lemon Zest spat her lollipop out of her mouth and Sour Sweet choked on something.

“Woah…” was all Sunny could manage as her cheeks went red.

“This feels… wrong,” Lemon said, her face turning the same color as her hair. “Shouldn’t we fly away now?”

Sunny wanted to take her eyes off Moonglade, but for some reason, she didn’t. She eyed the girl’s naked body, stopping many times at the girl’s crotch. Reaching a hand down, Sunny began to massage her pussy through her panties, trying to imagine she was touching Silver’s. Being twins, Moonglade’s was as amazing as Silver’s.

“Why would she leave the window open anyway?” Sour Sweet glanced at the screen, then glared at her shoes. “It makes no sense.”

“I suppose no one ever expected we could see above the fence and the forest,” Sugarcoat surmised. “I mean, her window does look out onto the grounds. There doesn’t seem to be anybody there. Usually.”

Sunny had already begun to tune out her friends’ voices, her attention taken by Silver Rose’s sister. With the drone goggles on, Sunny felt as though she was actually right there at the window, looking in at the naked girl. She wished Moonglade would invite her in, maybe even let her feel her up a little.

Sunny peeled her panties aside and pinched at her clit, moaning as quietly as she could as she enjoyed the sight. Ooohhhh, yeeeesssss...

Then the pink room’s door burst open, uncovering an irked looking Ebony Wings. She was wearing a stately black dress and a small green and black crown atop her head. Moonglade jumped and fell off the bed, her hands shooting across her private parts in embarrassment.

That’s so like Silvy… Ohhhh, Silvy… Sunny applied more pressure to her fingers. “Aahh, aaahh…”

Ebony Wings paid no attention to her daughter, striding across the room and looking out the window, seeing the drone almost immediately. She glared at the flying device, then pulled the curtains shut.

“Okay, I’m pretty sure we’re caught now. We should go.” Lemon Zest shut her laptop screen and turned back to Sunny. “Sunny, fly that drone ou- she’s doing it again, girls.”

“I got this,” Sugarcoat aimed the fire extinguisher at Sunny and pulled the trigger.

A jet of smoke engulfed the rear of the van and Sunny was quick on her feet, coughing.

“What the hay?! Who did that?!” She lifted the goggles from her face. “Sugarcoat was that you?!”

“Now’s not the time for your ridiculous vices. Recall the drone. Lemon, get ready to drive; I don’t think they’ll come out to investigate, but we need to clear off just in case.”

Sunny pulled her panties back into position and turned the drone around, bringing it back to the van as Sour Sweet opened the door to collect it. As soon as it was in her hands, Lemon Zest stepped on the pedal, sending the van down the road and away from the estate.

Sour Sweet closed the van doors and sat back down with a sigh of relief. “That was close… I thought they were going to find us.”

“Weird how she knew the drone was there,” Lemon said as she spun the steering wheel to turn a corner. “Like she knew exactly what she was looking for.”

“Like I said. There’s something going on here.” Sugarcoat turned back in her seat to face them. “That much we know now. We just need to figure out just who they are exactly and if they are indeed witches.”

“Yeah, did you see Sunny?” Lemon Zest imitated shoving her fingers up something. “She was about to jam her fingers up her snatch again. While we’re around. This really is some serious magic.”

“No! No I wasn’t! I wasn’t going to!” Sunny yelled and covered her ears in embarrassment. Sometimes she really wondered why she even bothered to see if Silver was a witch.

“Uh huh,” Sugarcoat responded, unimpressed. “You know, if it wasn’t for the fact that you were never like this before, I might have just chalked your behaviour up to being a nymphomaniac.”

“I’m not! I just… I don’t know, okay?!” Sunny pulled the goggles off her head. “Can we just get back on topic? What should we do next? Come back tomorrow at a less active hour?”

“Being as acclaimed as she is, I’m sure Ebony Wings can’t be at home all the time.” Sugarcoat rubbed at her chin. “Perhaps we’ll be lucky tomorrow and she won’t be home. The question now is… How did she know the drone was there?”

Lemon Zest raised a finger. “Well, that thing on the fourth floor seemed to know. You don’t think…?”

The girls all looked at each other in silence until Lemon Zest forgot she was driving and returned her attention to the road just in time to avoid mounting the curb.

“No, that… that’s a bit much, isn’t it?” Sour Sweet chuckled, though a little worriedly. “I mean we think she might be a witch and all, but come on. Whatever that thing was, it can’t even be human.”

Sugarcoat swiped a finger across her chin. “Regardless, that thing is in their house. They must know something about it. We need to come back tomorrow and try again. Maybe closer to dusk.”

“No way. We’re coming back so soon?” Sunny looked at them. “What if… what if it gets us?”

“We’ll be more careful. And as long as we don’t stay in one place too long, we should be fine. So that means no watching naked girls, Sunny. I’ll pilot the drone tomorrow.”

“I-I wasn’t… doing anything like that!” Sunny snapped. “I only… It was… I only did it for a few seconds!”

“Trust me, if I didn’t stop you, you’d be moaning your head off and squirting all over the van.”

“Yeah, and that wasn’t even Silver.” Lemon Zest turned the van down a road on the left. “You were feeling yourself up over her sister! Does that count as having an affair?”

“N-No!” Sunny insisted. “No it does not! They’re twins anyway, so they’re more or less the same…”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works, Sunny.”

“Just… Just… Shut up!”