A window in the building broke. A magenta pony loaded a harpoon and shot it across. Another pink pony with a mask waited at the curb. A carriage pulled up, the pink pony put on the mask and stepped inside. The already masked ponies, magenta and green, wearing bandages across their flanks, put a bag onto the wire and slid it down to the roof. The two ponies then zip-lined after the bag, traveling over the unsuspecting citizens. They landed on the roof and began to run.

"Three guys in the carriage, two guys on the roof, every guy gets a share, five shares is twenty." The gray earth pony in the carriage said.

"Six shares. Don't forget the mare whose playin' the job." The blue unicorn retorted.

"Pff. She's crazy, thinkin' she can sit it out and still take a share. I see why they call her the Joker."

"So why do they call her the Joker?" The magenta one asked.

"Dunno. Some ponies say she wears make-up." The green unicorn said.

"Make-up?"

Yeah, like war paint Tah scare ponies…"

The magenta pony smashed the lock to the cable box and began to rewire it.

The gray earth pony, the blue unicorn and the pink earth pony burst into the bank. The gray earth pony fired a gun and the ponies in the bank shouted in surprise.

"This is a robbery!"

"On the ground! Get on the ground! An' stay there! I'm makin' a withdrawal here."

They pulled the banker ponies off the desks and onto the ground. They placed grenades from a bag into their shaking hooves.

"Obviously we don't want you to do anything with your hooves, 'cept to hold on to your life."

Meanwhile, back on the roof, the magenta earth pony finished wiring the cables.

"Here comes the silent alarm. And there it goes." Magenta looked at the screen for a moment. "That's funny. It didn't dial out to 911. It was tryin' tah reach a private number."

"Is it a problem?" Green asked, slowly raising his gun.

"Naw, I'm done here."

BANG.

Magenta fell, revealing a grape and strawberry cutie mark. "Huh." Green picked up the bag. He (or she) took the stairs from the roof into the bank's second floor, where the vault was.

During all the chaos, one stallion remained calm. An earth pony with a slick black mane, a brown coat, and three moneybags as his cutie mark.

"Obviously we don't want you don't want yah doin' anything with yer hooves, 'cept holdin' on teh yer live.

The blue pony punched an officer pony in the back, and he fell.

"On the floor! Stay on the floor!"

BANG. The glass behind the blue pony broke and the pony crawled quickly away. Filthy Rich reloaded the rifle.

The green unicorn opened the door and took out a machine from the bag. He put it on the door of the vault and it began to drill, until it sparked and the green pony was flung back from the electrical shock.

The blue unicorn galloped off, leaving the pink and gray pony. Filthy Rich shot at the gray one again and it scurried under a desk.

"You guys have any idea who yer stealin' from? You an' yer friends are dead!"

"He's out, right?" The pink pony hesitated, and then nodded. The gray one got up, but Filthy Rich fired again. "Where did you learn to count?" He hissed. Gray got up and shot Filthy Rich, he shot back. They both jerked for a moment, then fell.

Blue galloped down to the vault and met Green, with socks on his hooves.

"It went out after a few thousand volts. What kinda bank does that?"

"A mob bank. Hey, what happened to the wire guy?"

"Boss told me when the guy was done, should take 'em out." Green turned the locks and the vault opened.

"Funny. He told me the same."

Wha-? No no no n-" BANG. Blue stepped over the body and headed into the vault. He shoved all the money into the bags and headed back up to the main floor. Blue aimed a gun at Pink's back.

"Lemme guess. The boss told you to kill me once I was done." Pink turned around.

"No, no, no, no. I killed the carriage driver."

"Carriage driver? What carriage driver?" BANG. The back of a carriage broke the wall, sending Blue flying backwards. Another gray pony, this time, a pegasis, stepped out.

"School's out, time tah go." He looked at the blue unicorn. "That guy's not gettin' back up, is he?" Pink tossed the bags and Gray 2 caught them and threw them in the back of the carriage. The gray pony looked up for a moment. "Hey, what happened to the rest of the guys?" BANG. Pink shot Gray 2 without even looking. He jumped into the carriage and got ready to leave.

"C-criminals in this town used tah, tah believe in things" Filthy coughed. Pink turned. "...honor, respect. Look at you. Whadda you believe in, huh? WHADDA YAH BELI-" Pink stuck a cylinder in Filthy's mouth.

"I believe, what doesn't kill you simply makes you..." Pink took of her mask, revealing a white face, a green mane, and red scars around the mouth. "Stranger." Filthy's eyes widened. She walked back to the carriage and slammed the door. As the carriage drove away, a clip fell from the cylinder and a tan colored smoke slowly came out.