Shadow was the first to wake up, scrunching her snout as she took in the room around her. She recognised Sky’s bedroom immediately, felt the pony’s wing and forelegs around her, and sighed.
She’s gone and had that nightmare again… Shadow thought to herself, snuggling up to her big sister. She could be disgusted by the implications of hugging another pony later, when Sky was awake to see it.
Shadow would never admit it, not in a million years, but she loved cuddling. Giving Sky a little kiss on the cheek, the filly shut her eyes and tried to catch just a little more shuteye.

Sky’s eyes flickered open, and the first thing she saw was a little pony all tucked up in her wings, all curled up in a fluffy little ball, holding onto her hoof as tightly as she possibly could. There was certainly no getting her off when she was all tucked in like that, not that Sky really wanted her to go. Smiling fondly, she raised her head and planted a kiss on her little sister’s cheek.
Shadow made a little noise that was almost a soft purr, disturbed by the kiss. She took only a few moments to look around and pretend to process where she was, before giving a little yelp. “Eww! Eww! Eeeewwww!” She squeaked, kicking out with her hind legs before hopping out of Sky’s grip and trying to clean herself off, removing the dreaded “sister germs.”
“You’re only fooling yourself, sweetie.” Sky chuckled, watching Shadow roll on the floor desperately.
“Eugh...you couldn’t have woken me up so I could’ve told you to fuck off?” Shadow retorted, shuddering.
When she’d finally stopped being a drama queen, she glared up at Sky as reproachfully as she could manage.
Sky said nothing, reaching out and booping her on the nose. “Come on you, we’ve got a big job tonight.”
“You mean we’re gonna start investigating right away?” Shadow cocked her head. “Who’s up first, then?”
“Well, we’ve got a stallion named Money Bags kicking around here. He’s a banker.” Sky frowned, looking over the list of ponies she’d written down in the library the day before.
“So even if he doesn’t have any information, we get a consolation prize? I like it.” Shadow giggled, trotting over and reading his details. “He’s got good security, mind.”
“We’ve seen worse.” Sky shrugged. “Through the back door, avoid the pressure plates, don’t set off any alarms or get caught by the guards and we’re golden.”
“So I’m coming along on this one?” Shadow cocked her head, smiling hopefully.
“Course you are.” Sky replied, nuzzle-bumping her little sister. “There’s no way I’d be able to pull this off without my favourite little wingpony.”
Shadow blushed for just a moment, grinning up at her big sister. “You’re the sappiest bitch in the world, you know that?”
“You love it.” Sky beamed back, tussling Shadow’s mane and pulling out a map of Canterlot, spreading it across the floor. “Now, we’ll want to go in through the back door when we hit his place.”
“What is it with you and going in through the back door?” Shadow asked, raising a concerned eyebrow..
“What? It’s a pretty sound tactic. I’m not gonna walk straight into every damn security crystal that guy’s got floating about in the lobby.” Sky shrugged. “Trust me, going in the back is the safest way.”
“Yeah, but stallions don’t tend to call you back after you do it.” Grinned Shadow, nudging her big sister cheekily.
Sky took a moment to process what her little sister had just said, before her jaw silently dropped.
Holy shit, was that an innuendo?
“Not my fault for wanting to help them push their boundaries a little.”
“Well, you pushed something, but I don’t reckon it was their boundaries.” Shadow got up, stretching and looking over the map.
Sky giggled, settling down next to her to plan their operation.
I’ve taught that kid too damn well…

The two sisters waited until nightfall before they donned their cloaks. Shadow’s hoof crossbow and padded armour was identical to Sky’s, albeit smaller and more accommodating for her larger-than-average wings. With her burglar’s mask and face wrap on, she was difficult to see, having as she did a very dark coat colour. All you could clearly see of her was a pair of bright green eyes, giving the impression that the little filly was wearing the most adorable night vision goggles ever invented. Across her back was slung a yew bow, upon which had been carved her name.
“So...that’s big.” She commented.
The two of them stood before an onion-topped tower, only a few blocks away from the castle. The sound of marching hooves was far more prominent now. The two little ponies retreated further into the alley as another guard patrol passed.
“Well, we’ve managed bigger.” Sky whispered back, gazing up at it and giggling quietly. The First Canterlot National Bank. It was a stupid place to break into, no matter how good you were at burglary. You had to be stark raving mad to break into a place like this. Fortunately, as it happened, both Sky and Shadow were completely off their rockers.
“Have you got the new darts?” Shadow muttered, looking up at the elder pony.
“Sure do.” Sky nodded, patting her bandolier. In addition to her normal green sleep darts, she had several blue, pink and amber darts tucked away as well. Sky loved the pink ones in particular. They were guaranteed to make any job ridiculously more fun.
The two of them exchanged a glance before dashing across the street, spending only a moment illuminated by the street lamps before they vanished into the darkness again.
“Well, that was easy.” Sky whispered, pulling her cloak down over her tail and creeping around behind the tower. The alleys around the building were dimly lit, making it easier for the two sisters to travel unseen. Sky glanced around, looking for the faint glow of floating security crystals.

It seemed that Money Bags, like every stallion who’d mistakenly asked Sky for anal and then never called her back afterwards, hadn’t expected her to go in through the back door either.

Shadow watched Sky’s back as the elder pony pulled a bit out of her saddlebag, sticking it in her mouth while she took out one of her lockpicks. Carefully, with all of the smooth ease of a pony who’s done this a thousand times before, she pushed down the tumblers while she jammed the bit into the lock, twisting it and popping it open.
Too easy…
With a little nudge, she pushed the back door open, beckoning for Shadow to follow her. The little filly took off, hovering silently above the ground so as not to trigger any pressure plates or tripwires. There was certainly no shortage of them in a place like this.
The look of the building’s interior was sleek and modern, looking more like something out of the Maretrix than anything else. Sky flicked her hoof, and her crossbow snapped out with a quiet clicking sound. She wasn’t going to take any chances.
The two of them crept through the back room, finding themselves in a blue-grey corridor illuminated by dim security lights set into the ceiling. A little beam of red light emanated from a floating sphere on the far end of the corridor, moving from side to side to get full coverage of the corridor’s length and breadth.
“Security crystal.” Sky whispered, holding out a hoof to stop Shadow in her tracks.
“What’s the plan?” Shadow muttered back, poking her head out just a little to get a better look at it.
“I don’t wanna shoot it. If it goes down, it’ll set off the alarms.” Sky frowned. “We’re gonna have to be fast. I’ll run to the end of the corridor, then you follow after it’s made another pass, got it?”
Shadow nodded, gritting her teeth under her face wrap. “Right. Wait till it makes another sweep, then book it.”
Sky bit her lip, watching the beam of red light as it moved from left to right, studying it. It appeared that there was a moment, brief as it was, when it wasn’t watching the corridor properly, a moment that a fast enough pony would be able to exploit. Fortunately for her, Sky was a very fast pony indeed.
In the few seconds where the crystal was not able to spot her, she made a break for it, charging down the hallway as fast as her legs could carry her. Sky’s hooves made next to no noise as they pounded into the polished tiles of the floor, and as the beam of red light tracked back towards her, the little white pony sank low to the ground, skidding under it and bumping into the double doors at the far end, right beneath the crystal. She was out of sight.
Well that wasn’t too hard…
Shadow poked her head out into the corridor as well, watching the beam of red light like a hawk. This was the tricky part. That filly wasn’t a particularly fast runner, but she was an incredible flier...of course, that meant spreading her wings, which might be big enough to give her away.
Shadow gulped, and as the crystal completed another pass, she spread her wings and tore down the hallway. She swore quietly as one of her wings clipped a doorway, sending her tumbling down to the floor. Sky held her breath as the security crystal tracked back over her little sister, who kept stock still until it had passed over her, hoping that it wouldn’t register a pony as small as her, even if she did have a formidable wingspan. To both sisters’ eternal relief, the crystal ignored her, clearly mistaking her for part of the background.
“Hey, look at that!” Sky grinned, as Shadow got to her hooves and sped the rest of the way to the alcove at the end of the hall. “That security crystal’s just like all of those ponies you’ve been crushing on!”
“Eat shit.” Shadow huffed, still a little shaken up by the experience of nearly getting caught. No alarms or legions of stormtroopers in sight. They’d gotten lucky. Really lucky.
Sky giggled, pushing the door open.
Her smile quickly faded as she found herself face-to-face with one of the building security stallions.
“Oops.” She squeaked.
The two ponies kept their eyes locked for a while, each taking a moment to come to terms with the other. Sky was painfully conscious of how very guilty she looked right now. The pony from the wanted posters, wrapped in a cloak with a damn burglar’s mask on. It was unlikely that she could get away with pretending to be a friendly janitor.
“You’ve got two seconds to tell me why I shouldn’t call for backup.” The stallion narrowed his eyes, horn flaring bright green as he glared down at her.
“Um...because you’ve secretly always wanted to walk on the wild side, and you’ve been waiting your life for a mare to come into your life who’ll help you do that?” Sky gave him her biggest cheesy grin, though he couldn’t see it beneath her face wrap.
Nonetheless, her words gave the security guard pause, as just for a moment he considered what would happen if he turned in his helmet and spent the rest of his life seeking adventure and fortune. Maybe, just maybe, this mysterious mare would be the one to do it.
Well, perhaps she would be, if she hadn’t taken the opportunity to shoot him with a sleep dart at point-blank range.
“Gee, thanks for shooting him while he was focussed on me, Shadow!” Sky said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she made her way to the express elevator.
“Your big fat flank was in the way! I never had a clear shot!” Shadow replied evenly, clonking her big sister upside the head.
Sky chuckled quietly. “That doesn’t sound like a filly who wants dinner toni...shit.”
“What is it now? Saw your reflection?” Shadow grinned, looking up at the express elevator door.
It appeared as if it wasn’t sealed by any mundane lock, or anything that Sky had a hope of picking. Instead, there was a single hole set in between the elevator doors. It was a magical lock, one that could only be fired by specific unicorns.
“Well that’s kind of shit.” Shadow commented, gazing up at it. “What’s the plan now? Take the stairs?”
“No way. There’ll be tons of crystals in the staircases, and in the employee elevators too.” Sky shook her head. “We wouldn’t get halfway up the building before we’d be up to our ears in guards.”
“Yeah, like the idea of being tackled by about thirty stallions isn’t appealing to you.” Shadow bumped her flank against her sister’s.
“You’re impossible.” Sky chuckled, not even trying to deny it. “But that does give me an idea…”
And with that, she trotted back to the doorway, dragging the unicorn in by the scruff of the neck.
“Well yeah, that’s a conehead.” Shadow nodded. “But he’s gotta cast a spell into that lock to open it, and something tells me he’s not going to just go ahead and yell open sesame for you.”
“There’s more than one way to make a unicorn cast a spell, sweetie.” Sky grunted, pulling the stallion’s head up and placing the tip of his horn to the hole. “Look away.”
“But…oh come on sis, this isn’t the time for that shit!”
“Seriously. There’s method in my madness, but you’re not old enough to understand it yet.”
“I’m fourteen!”
“You don’t act fourteen.” Sky grinned. “Come on, give me a few minutes and I’ll have this lock open. You, however, had better not watch. We wouldn’t want to scar your innocent young mind, would we?”
Shadow rolled her eyes, turning her back on her big sister. “I guess I could keep an eye out for any other potential fuck-victims that come looking for their friend…” She muttered grudgingly.
When Sky was satisfied that Shadow wasn’t going to watch, she lowered her head down, starting to drag her tongue up and down the unicorn’s horn. The stallion was out for the count for the time being, but Sky was positive that he wouldn’t necessarily say no to an experience like this. Stallions seldom did.
With a tiny little moan, Sky wrapped her lips around the tip of his horn, starting to gently suckle on him, running her tongue in little circles around it. A few sparks shot into her mouth, causing a tingly sensation to rocket across her whole body. She liked the taste of magic.
“For fuck’s sake, sis! Keep it down!” Shadow pulled her hood further over her head, putting her forehooves over her ears and singing to try and drown her sister out.
Sky chuckled, putting her hoof around the back of his head and pulling him close, forcing more of his horn into her mouth. She kept her movements slow, tracing around it with her tongue, making sure to stimulate every inch of it as she took it in her mouth. Sky could feel the stallion shift, but far from waking up, he was merely moving his hind legs in his sleep as he got hard. Now Sky had that to work with as well, reaching down with her free hoof and starting to massage his shaft.
Shadow kept her back firmly to her sister, wrapping her bushy brown tail around herself and trying her best to stuff her hooves in her ears.
I can’t believe she’s doing this. This is payback for me taking the piss, isn’t it? Luna, if you make her stop, I promise that I’ll never ever make fun of Sky again. Please!
Sky felt him start to tense up, and pulled her head back off of his horn. With only moments to spare, she took his head in both of her hooves and jammed his horn into the lock. The stallion was too far gone to stop, and he gave a low, sleepy growl as he came, magic shooting out of his horn into the lock even as he jizzed all over his own hooves and the floor beneath him.
Sky watched the door for a moment, licking her lips as she waited to see if it had worked.

She let out a sigh of relief as the doors lit up and slid aside, revealing the elevator’s interior. It was incredibly ornate, clearly something for use by executives who needed to get to their offices at the top of the tower.
“Thanks sweetie. Call me, okay?” Sky grinned, before dropping the stallion to the floor, leaving him to lie in the wet patch he’d made in the carpet.
Shadow took her hooves off of her ears. “Is it over?”
“Sure is.” Sky nodded, giggling. “Come on you, we’ve still got a job to do here.”
The younger sister sighed with relief, hopping over the guard’s prostrate form to join her sister in the elevator.
Hehe, yeah, I’m never gonna stop making fun of Sky. Fooled you bitch! Shadow thought to herself.
As the doors closed before them, Sky started examining a little console on the wall. “Hey, this thing lets you pick the elevator music! Bloody hell, that’s what you get for living the high life, isn’t it?” She chuckled, pressing the button for the executive offices.
“Calling it now, all the music’s gonna be crap.” Shadow deadpanned. “Bet you twenty bits.”
“Oh come on!” Sky grinned, starting to fiddle with the music options. “There’s sure to be at least one good song here!”

Atop the tower was the Executive Office floor, featuring a boardroom for all of the big cheeses to congregate and talk about their latest evil schemes...or so the two sisters understood. They’d never really been in the same room as a Board of Directors before, so they didn’t exactly know what it was that directors did, but it sounded close enough to be plausible.
Ding!
The elevator doors slid open, and Sky wordlessly passed a bag of bits across to Shadow. “Shut up.” She said simply, before her little sister could even open her mouth.
The two of them crept into the foyer. Before them, another hallway, lined with doors to various directorial offices, with the entrance to the conference room at the far end.
“I think Money Bags’s office is on the far side of the boardroom.” Sky muttered, keeping an eye out for security crystals.
There was a dull thud from the end of the hallway, followed by another. The two sisters froze, staring down towards the conference room like deer caught in the headlights. If they didn’t know any better, they could have sworn that that sounded like...footsteps.
The double doors to the conference room swung open, revealing a massive bipedal entity that stood as tall as the doorway. It was made of solid rock and a little metal, two red eyes set into its head scanning the corridor for any sign of intruders.
“Guard golem.” Sky whispered.
“I fucking noticed.” Shadow rolled her eyes, pulling her bow off of her back.
The two sisters nocked arrows at the same time, each containing more of the amber formula that Sky used in some of her darts. The movement alerted the golem, which made a most unearthly whirring noise, settling into a ready position and setting itself up to charge them.
“Unidentified pony, vacate the area immediately.” Came a pre-recorded message from its unmoving mouth.
All things considered, it would be far more intimidating if it wasn’t the non-threatening female voice that the building’s owners probably used for every bloody pre-recorded message.
“No! Piss off!” Sky yelled back evenly, rearing herself up onto her hind legs and drawing back the arrow, spreading her wings for balance. She couldn’t quite aim as well as she’d have liked, considering that her legs were quivering underneath her with fright. That thing was big.
Shadow and Sky loosed their arrows as it charged. It started off slow, very gradually picking up speed, closing its stone hands into fists the size of Sky’s head.
The arrows jammed into the automaton’s chest, giving only a second’s delay before the highly explosive formula in the arrowheads went up, detonating with enough force to throw it onto its back.
“Sky...it’s not dead…” Shadow’s eyes widened as she nocked another arrow.
“Yep, I noticed!” Sky whimpered, drawing back again. “Come on, shoot it again!”
The two ponies loosed another two explosive arrows, this time aiming between the golem’s legs. It was really force of habit for the two of them by now.
Unfortunately, the golem refused to be blown apart by a pair of explosive arrows to the nadgers, getting to its feet with all of the slow inevitability of an ocean liner with no brakes. Its eyes fell upon Sky and it gave a low metallic growl.
“Oh bugger.” Sky’s ears splayed back as it started charging at them again.
She exchanged a glance with Shadow, and the two ponies slung their bows over their backs again, standing their ground. At the very last second, they each dove sideways, getting out of its way. The stone monster crashed straight into the elevator, its weight causing the cables to snap free. With a howl, the golem and the elevator went plummeting down the shaft, bound for the foot of the building.
Sky cringed with each crashing noise it made on the way down, before it finally shook the building with its final impact, an incredibly loud crescendo of crashing and tinkling glass.
“I think we made a bit of noise.” Shadow commented.
“You think?” Sky shook her head. “Come on, I guess we haven’t got much time.”
The two ponies galloped down the hallway, hoping against hope that they didn’t run into any more guard golems. As they burst into the conference room, the two of them hopped onto the polished wood table, sliding down it with only the tiniest of tiny giggles. Finally, they came to a set of marble-coated double doors.
“This must be his office.” Sky looked the doors up and down. “Lock’s a piece of shit. Give me a sec…” She leaned down and started to work it, flicking her tail from side to side with concentration.
Shadow covered her sister’s back, pulling her bow off of her back and nocking a sleep arrow. She stared down the hallway, ears flattening against her head as she heard a strange clanking noise coming from the busted elevator.
“Oh come on, that’s not even fucking fair. You fell down a fucking lift shaft. If that’s good enough for every soap opera actor who’s asked for a raise, it’s good enough for you too.” She whimpered.
Nonetheless, the golem’s fingers appeared in the empty doorway, and it began to pull itself back onto the executive office floor. It was heavily damaged, an orange glow emanating from cracks in its stonework. That said, it probably had a much better chance of surviving round two with the two little ponies than they did.
“Um, Sky?”
“Mmm?” The elder sister replied, still trying to work the lock. It seemed to have far more tumblers than she’d previously thought.
“It’s baaaaack.”
The golem glared at Shadow, looking down the hallway and across the conference room at her, before charging once more.
“This is horseshit.” Shadow growled, as Sky looked around and yelped.
Sky looked down at the lock, then at Shadow, then up at the charging golem. It had reached the conference room now, the table splintering under its tread.
Without a word, Sky shoved Shadow out of the way, sidestepping the monster.
Stone met stone as the golem hit the office doors, producing the most satisfying crunching noise in Equestrian history. Cracks ran up the doors and golem both, and the automaton staggered back, standing stock still as it desperately tried to hold itself together.
Shadow took flight, hovering right in front of its face. She floated there for a second before gently blowing on it.
The golem crumbled, the light disappearing from its eyes as it disappeared into a pile of unrecognisable rubble.
Sky, meanwhile, trotted up to the doors and bucked a pony-sized hole in the stonework. “After you, sis!” She giggled, adrenaline still rushing through her body.
Shadow dropped to the floor, wriggling through the hole in the door. “I didn’t think we’d be re-enacting the bloody Termineightor.” She huffed, making her way into the office.
“Me neither. I remember him being way hotter than that.” Sky rolled her eyes, smiling as she followed her sister.

The office was just as ornate as the two of them had expected, a polished oak desk adorning the centre of it, with various filing cabinets, PA systems and other high-class clutter decorating the room. There was even a chandelier!
“Right!” Sky beamed, rubbing her forehooves together. “Let’s see what we can dig up on this guy!”
With that, the two of them started pulling drawers open, searching through filing cabinets for anything incriminating. They worked quickly, all too aware that time was probably against them. Something about a golem plummeting about thirty storeys tended to get ponies’ attention.
Sky yanked open a drawer in his desk, pulling out a little black book. “Jackpot! Got his journal!” She grinned, starting to read through it.
Awwww, there’s nothing about Rolling Thunder here. Guess Money Bags wasn’t the middle stallion...but he sure goes on about his wife not putting out a lot… Sky whistled under her breath.
“Is he clean?” Shadow asked, trotting up and reading over her sister’s shoulder.
“Looks like.” Sky sighed, disappointed. “Unless he’s got something else hidden around here.”
The two of them froze, struck silent by the sound of approaching hoofsteps. It sounded like there were a lot of them, with enough clanking to suggest that the ponies in question were armoured.
“Bollocks.” Sky frowned, as a platoon of security guards burst into the office, surrounding her.

“Well well well, what have we here?” Came a voice. Sky’s ears perked. She couldn’t help but feel like she recognised it.
Money Bags stepped through the doorway, smiling triumphantly. “A little burglar who thought she could go through my things? I’m not so easily robbed, young pony.”
Sky froze as she stared across the room at him. There was no mistaking that voice, that ego, that rotund form. It was the stallion she’d robbed in the marketplace.
“Um...hey…” Sky said awkwardly, pulling her hood back off of her head and giving him her cheesiest grin. She was all too aware of the dozen ponies pointing spears at her. Perhaps it was time to talk her way out of this. Sky didn’t like stallions sticking their sharp pricks where they didn’t belong.
“I remember you.” Money Bags nodded, pacing around the desk to his liquor cabinet and pulling out a decanter. “You’re the mare who pickpocketed me a couple of days ago. How are you enjoying Round Two so far?”
“Well, it could be going better, all things considered.” Sky replied, looking around at the guards. At first glance, it appeared as if Shadow had vanished completely, but Sky could barely see her moving in a dark corner of the office. She locked eyes with her little sister.
“Look under the decanter!” Shadow mouthed. Sky’s eyes snapped back to the liquor cabinet, and she spotted a piece of paper, folded up where the decanter of whiskey once sat. Perhaps that was what they were looking for. Now she just needed to get to it.
“Then again…” Sky bit her lower lip, gazing at Money Bags through half-lidded eyes. “I can think of a few ways to make Round Two much better for both of us…”
“Oh yes? And what might that be?” Money Bags poured himself a glass, before closing up the liquor cabinet and grinning at her, clearly amused.
“You look like you’re a busy stallion.” Sky nodded, grinning back. “I guess you’ve got no time to take care of yourself. You must get so...pent-up…”
“You’d think so, but I do have a wife, you know.” Money Bags smiled. “Try again, little miss pegasus.”
“Does she take care of it for you, then?” Sky smirked. She already knew the answer.
Money Bags paused mid-sip, going a little pink. “Ho...how’s that any of your business?”
“My favourite party trick’s the one where I suck a grapefruit through a straw.” Sky said, not missing a beat. Her hoof crept up to her bandolier, pulling one of her pink darts free and concealing it up her sleeve. “I bet you that if I gave you one little kiss, you’d want to spend all night with me.”
“You think so, huh?” Money Bags raised an eyebrow, flustered. “Well...I’ll...tell you what. One kiss, and if I’m not convinced, then my guards will escort you back to prison where you belong.”
“Deal.” Sky nodded, smiling sweetly. The guards stepped aside as she prowled toward him, swaying her flanks just a little, spreading her wings halfway. Everything about her body was telling Money Bags that she wanted him, and it was clearly working. He put his glass aside, stumbling a little as he stepped forward. He leaned forward, pursing his lips.
Oh Luna, is that how he thinks you’re supposed to kiss a mare?
Sky rolled her eyes, grabbing him by the tie and pulling him right onto her own lips. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, giving a soft moan as she played with his own, fighting for control of his mouth as she closed her eyes.
He definitely wasn’t used to this, making soft happy whimpering noises as he kissed her back. Money Bags played with Sky’s tongue with all of the awkwardness and unfamiliarity of a teenager. He’d be adorable if he wasn’t such an egotistical twat.
Sky wrapped her forehooves around him, and in that moment she brought out her secret weapon. The pink dart slid out of her sleeve, and she pressed it into his body as she gripped him tightly. He’d never feel a thing...not until the formula within had already drained into his body, and by then it would be too late.

“Fucking hell sis, I didn’t mean do that!” Shadow mouthed, before burying her head in her hooves. “The shit I put up with…”

After a time, Sky pulled away, slipping the empty dart into her sleeve again and smiling fondly. “How was that?”
Money Bags gaped at her stupidly, as if she was some curvaceous blonde who’d just dragged him into the bushes and told him to make sweet love to her all day long. Sky tried to suppress a giggle as she watched the lust formula overtake his body, casting away his inhibitions and making him hornier than he’d been in living memory. Money Bags squeezed his hind legs together to try and conceal his stallionhood. “Gu...guards...leave us…” he said shakily, waving his forehoof with a level of urgency that took his security stallions aback. They all exchanged a glance before silently filing out of the office.
“Oh Money Bags…” Sky whispered, running a hoof over his cheek gently. “I knew you’d come around.” She lowered her head, muzzle inches from his ear. “Now...are you going to stand there gawking, or are you going to fuck me?”
“Have...have you been a...a bad pony?” He asked shakily, drops of precum leaking from the head of his cock to the floor.
“I broke into your office, didn’t I?” Sky winked, pacing around him and flicking his nose with her tail. “I’m the naughtiest mare you’ve ever met in your life, and I need somepony to put me in my place.”
As his eyes followed her flank, Sky glanced up at Shadow, nodding to her. The filly threw a rude hoof gesture her way.
“You’re in so much trouble when we get home!” The filly mouthed, before creeping over to the window and pushing it open. She took a moment to wriggle out, but as soon as she was clear of the building, she spread her wings and shot off into the night.
Now, let’s get that note…
Money Bags ran a hoof over her flank, and she moaned softly, dutifully. “Why don’t you show me what you can do, sweetie?” Sky looked around at him, winking as she lifted her tail.
“I...I...I guess I cou...could…” He nodded, placing his forehooves on her shoulders as he mounted her, pressing the head of his cock to her marehood. Sky bit her lip. He wasn’t a bad size, but he was so awkward, all of his moves so deliberate and nervous. It really made her wonder whether he’d ever done this before.
Sky gave another soft moan, bracing her own forehooves against the liquor cabinet, flicking her tail aside and spreading her wings fully. “Come get me.”
Money Bags grunted, pushing his cock deep into her with all of the grace that that golem had exhibited when it fell down the elevator shaft. Sky tried to dispel that analogy from her head as she pressed her flanks against his hips, forcing him to hilt himself inside of her. She closed her eyes, starting to pant as he began to thrust into her.
“Ho...how’s that?” He whimpered. Sky smiled fondly as she realised that he really was looking for her approval. His performance was terrible, his pace irregular and just plain ghastly, but Sky smiled. This was too adorable.
“You’re doing fine, sweetie.” She whispered kindly, looking around at him and flicking her good wing across his muzzle to encourage him. His eyes were closed with pleasure. Perfect.
As he pounded her as best he could, Sky leaned closer to the liquor cabinet, holding out one shaking hoof and pulling it open. She nudged the decanter out of the way, fishing out the folded-up piece of paper hidden beneath it. She unfolded it, reading:

Money Bags,

I’m entrusting your bank with keeping the crystals safe until Tuesday. They’ll be in a sealed silver box, and you will keep it in your highest-security vault until a pony who identifies herself as “RH” comes asking for them. You’ll then surrender them and receive your compensation.

“Interesting…” Sky muttered, noting that the signature and monogram at the foot of the letter was the same as the one she’d found in Shady’s cloak. Folding it up, she popped it back under the decanter.
Tuesday was yesterday. Whoever this “RH” pony is, they’ve already made off with them. That’s not good.
“What’s...interesting…?” Money Bags paused, rubbing her shoulders gently.
“Oh...I’ve just...never been fucked so passionately before…” Sky whispered, playing it off. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”
Money Bags nodded, smiling down at her. “You’re...the best...I’ve had too…” Shakily, he started to thrust into her again, harder, slower, more deliberately. “I’m...going...to...I’m going to cum…”
“Please...go for it…” Sky nodded, looking around at him with pleading eyes.
Well, he didn’t make me climax, but I got what I came here for. Sky pouted, pounding her flanks back against his hips, taking all of him with each thrust and crying out with pleasure.
A moment later, Money Bags did the same, yelling and craning his neck back as he orgasmed, filling her up with his hot cum. Sky yelped with him, her hind legs shaking as she tried to keep herself braced. She loved this part. The feeling of warmth, the sound of a stallion’s hot breath in her ear, the hollow “I love you”s. She felt close to other ponies in times like this, but in the back of her mind, she knew the truth. The only reason that Money Bags and every stallion like him said those things was because she’d been a good little fucktoy.
Still, if nothing else, it was pretty fun.

The two of them lay down on the office floor, and Money Bags started gently stroking her mane.
“You know…” He ventured after a while. “You could give up this life of crime. Surely it doesn’t make you happy. I could give you a great future, keep you safe from the guards.”
Sky rolled her eyes. This again.
“Oh, but I do enjoy it, sweetie.” She whispered back, her voice honeyed. “I tried being a good pony once, but believe me, it’s way more fun being naughty.”
His ears splayed back, and he gazed at her mournfully. “I could hire you as a secretary. You could have all the sex you want, and you wouldn’t be breaking the law anymore. Hell, you could sit under my desk and suck me off while I work if you want!”
Wow, he really knows how to treat a mare… Sky thought to herself. She vaguely remembered a slightly dodgy clothes dryer that gave her a better time than Money Bags had tonight.
“You’re sweet.” She smiled, hugging him. “And you make a great sales pitch. I’ll...consider it, okay?”
As he hugged her back, Sky’s hoof drifted to her bandolier again, fishing out one of her green sleep darts. She jabbed him in the chest with it, coaxing a yelp out of him, but it was already too late. The formula drained into his body, and his movements became sluggish.
“I’ll...get you...for…” He managed to blurt out, before his head thudded against the carpet and he started to snore.
“No you won’t.” Sky grinned, placing the dart back in her bandolier and making her way over to the window. Her hind legs still weren’t quite responding, but she didn’t mind too much. It had been a successful heist and she’d even gotten laid!
Now there was just the matter of the thirty-storey drop to her death.
This’d be so much easier if I had working wings… Sky frowned, pushing the window further open and pulling her hood up again.
With one more cursory glance around the office, she dropped out of the window, kicking off from the side of the building and stretching her damaged wings.

As Sky glided down towards the park, she couldn’t help but ruminate on just how many things had happened over the past few days. She’d been arrested, caught up in a massive plot that had had her accused of terrorism, and now in her efforts to work out who was behind it, she’d managed to cause pretty ridiculous property damage to one of Canterlot’s most iconic buildings, and she’d probably gone and pissed off a multi-millionaire.
“Oh well,” Sky shrugged as she landed in the shadow of a large oak tree, “I’m sure nothing will come of it.”