Chapter 3
Goldmoon dodged between ponies, trying to get through the bustling city. She grumbled to herself, "And I thought New York was bad..." She got the court house, finding Magnolia standing there. "Sorry I'm late, cities can suck like that."
Magnolia frowned. "So I've heard, now let's go already. I'm only going to stand being around you for this alone."
Gold nodded, following Mag into the courthouse, as they were trying to get Silver out of jail.
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Silver looked up at the sky through the sky light. His week had just gotten better and better. First the glass in his hoof, then he got beat up by an inmate, and now, HE had to mop the floors because the inmate who had beaten him up had gotten him in trouble with the warden! How much worse could things get? Silver's hoof slipped and went right into the bucket of water. His eyes widened and he pulled it right out, cussing loud enough for every pony in hearing range to yell at him. He winced, holding the cut hoof close until the pain left it, then went back to mopping the floor.
Rogue watched him from the cell, not having yelled when Silver had waken him up. He hadn't even been asleep. He'd been watching Silver suffer his un-fair punishment for what he didn't do. He'd been blamed for the food fight that was started in the cafateria. He looked down the way as the guards came down the block. Two were carrying a bed for a cell and the chains for it, the other two were dragging a unicorn along. A grey unicorn. For a moment, Rogue thought it was Scimitar, then he saw that the hair was black, not green, and the unicorn had yellow eyes. Evil yellow eyes. The same eyes as Silver. He sat up and watched. Silver had stopped mopping and was watching as well. The guards stopped right in front of his and Silver's cell. A fifth guard opened the door, and the two with the bed entered, hanging the bed on the oposite wall as the ones Rogue and Silver ocupied. They left the cell, and the unicorn was shoved in, then they locked the door. Rogue growled at the pony from his bunk. "Hello, Spectre. Long time no see."
Spectre looked up, then meeped. "Um, h-h-hello Rogue...." He backed up, then crawled onto the bed that had been put in the cell, curling up, looking scared.
Rogue growled again, then went back to watching Silver. The boy had finished his mopping, and was begging the guards to let him go to bed now. One of the guards went off to the warden. Silver leaned against the mop, waiting patiently. The guard came back a few minutes later with the warden, who was surveying the job Silver had done. Then he nodded, and Silver gave the guards the mop and bucket, going over to the cell. One of the guards opened the cell door, letting Silver in. Silver went right to his bunk and colapsed onto it, falling asleep instantly. Rogue chuckled a bit, then rolled over and went to sleep. Spectre just watched them, then tried going to sleep himself.
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Tex threw a dart at the target on the wall, frowning as it didn't hit the center. "Damn.." There was a knock at the door. "Come in!" The door opened, and one of the guards came in. Tex frowned. "This better be good."
The guard nodded. "We put Spectre in the cell you told us to. He's afraid of Rogue, it seems."
Tex chuckled. "No shit, he's afraid. Every prisoner here fears him." He threw another dart, missing the guard's head by inches. The guard flinched visibly. "And the boy, Silver, what about him? Is he doing well with being in a cell with the Rogue?"
The guard nodded. "Yes, he's actually still alive, considering Rogue's reputation. It's like the guy is protecting the boy."
Tex smiled a bit. "That's the idea. Make Rogue out to be a nice guy, get him out of my hair." He threw another dar, this time just grazing the guard's ear. The guard jumped, moving away from the target on the wall, then noticed a picture of Rogue on it, full of holes. Tex chuckled a bit. "In the morning, bring me Rogue. Call those ponies like him, those 'guardian' things. Have them send their leader, I have an idea of how to get rid of both the hoodlum boy and the Rogue."
The guard gulped, nodding. "Y-yes sir." The pony hesitated a moment.
Tex growled. "Well, why are you still here? Get back to work!"
Jumping, the guard left, mumbling another stutered 'yes sir'.
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Gold sighed. They'ed lost, Silver was still stuck in jail. Looking at the stars that had apeared, she wondered what he was doing, if he was scared or anything. Sure, he could be a jerk at times, but she found him to be sweet deap down. She leaned against the court house, staring at the many stars. She looked at the moon. Just a cresent moon tonight. It reminded her of her symbol, and the symbol of her brothers and sisters. She smiled a bit, thinking of her younger brother. Redmoon the mage. Didn't ring a bell to her. Yet a mage was what he wanted to be, while she ended up with the powers of a healer. She looked around at the streats as the lights came on up and down the avenue. She turned and headed for the eluminated castle that lumed over the city. Dream Castle, her home and the home of her cousin who grew an ego bigger than the city when she gave up the crown to him. Something pulled on her tail. Turning around, she saw Ghost, one of Silver's family members. She smiled a bit, then bent down. "Hey, Ghost, what are ya doin' in the big bad city? Shouldn't you be at home with your mother?"
Ghost looked up at her. "Uncle Silver be okay?"
"Sure, he'll be fine. He's just in a bit of trouble, is all."
"Where Uncle Silver?"
"He's..." She choked a bit. "In time out, only for a long time. A few years, a few months... We don't know."
"Oh."
Gold noticed the weirdos were coming out. She was embarased to admit that two of those weirdos were her own sisters. "Come on, Ghost. Time to go home." She picked up the three year old. "Now, where did your grandmother go?" Gold looked around, then saw the perfume puff sitting on the curb. She walked over. "You know, it's not safe to sit there."
Magnolia looked up. "Oh, and how do YOU know?"
Gold frowned. "A month in the hospital from a car going over the curb is how I know."
Mag and Ghost both meaped. Mag got up and backed away. She noticed Ghost. "Now, how did he get out here?"
Gold shruged. "He didn't say. Here, he should go home, I'm sure Gardenia is wondering where he is."
Mag nodded, taking Ghost into her arms. "Yes, I'm sure she is. Goodbye, Gold. Maybe we'll have better luck in the morning."
Gold simply nodded, said goodbye to Ghost, then headed for home, while Mag headed for home herself with Ghost.
Goldmoon dodged between ponies, trying to get through the bustling city. She grumbled to herself, "And I thought New York was bad..." She got the court house, finding Magnolia standing there. "Sorry I'm late, cities can suck like that."
Magnolia frowned. "So I've heard, now let's go already. I'm only going to stand being around you for this alone."
Gold nodded, following Mag into the courthouse, as they were trying to get Silver out of jail.
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Silver looked up at the sky through the sky light. His week had just gotten better and better. First the glass in his hoof, then he got beat up by an inmate, and now, HE had to mop the floors because the inmate who had beaten him up had gotten him in trouble with the warden! How much worse could things get? Silver's hoof slipped and went right into the bucket of water. His eyes widened and he pulled it right out, cussing loud enough for every pony in hearing range to yell at him. He winced, holding the cut hoof close until the pain left it, then went back to mopping the floor.
Rogue watched him from the cell, not having yelled when Silver had waken him up. He hadn't even been asleep. He'd been watching Silver suffer his un-fair punishment for what he didn't do. He'd been blamed for the food fight that was started in the cafateria. He looked down the way as the guards came down the block. Two were carrying a bed for a cell and the chains for it, the other two were dragging a unicorn along. A grey unicorn. For a moment, Rogue thought it was Scimitar, then he saw that the hair was black, not green, and the unicorn had yellow eyes. Evil yellow eyes. The same eyes as Silver. He sat up and watched. Silver had stopped mopping and was watching as well. The guards stopped right in front of his and Silver's cell. A fifth guard opened the door, and the two with the bed entered, hanging the bed on the oposite wall as the ones Rogue and Silver ocupied. They left the cell, and the unicorn was shoved in, then they locked the door. Rogue growled at the pony from his bunk. "Hello, Spectre. Long time no see."
Spectre looked up, then meeped. "Um, h-h-hello Rogue...." He backed up, then crawled onto the bed that had been put in the cell, curling up, looking scared.
Rogue growled again, then went back to watching Silver. The boy had finished his mopping, and was begging the guards to let him go to bed now. One of the guards went off to the warden. Silver leaned against the mop, waiting patiently. The guard came back a few minutes later with the warden, who was surveying the job Silver had done. Then he nodded, and Silver gave the guards the mop and bucket, going over to the cell. One of the guards opened the cell door, letting Silver in. Silver went right to his bunk and colapsed onto it, falling asleep instantly. Rogue chuckled a bit, then rolled over and went to sleep. Spectre just watched them, then tried going to sleep himself.
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Tex threw a dart at the target on the wall, frowning as it didn't hit the center. "Damn.." There was a knock at the door. "Come in!" The door opened, and one of the guards came in. Tex frowned. "This better be good."
The guard nodded. "We put Spectre in the cell you told us to. He's afraid of Rogue, it seems."
Tex chuckled. "No shit, he's afraid. Every prisoner here fears him." He threw another dart, missing the guard's head by inches. The guard flinched visibly. "And the boy, Silver, what about him? Is he doing well with being in a cell with the Rogue?"
The guard nodded. "Yes, he's actually still alive, considering Rogue's reputation. It's like the guy is protecting the boy."
Tex smiled a bit. "That's the idea. Make Rogue out to be a nice guy, get him out of my hair." He threw another dar, this time just grazing the guard's ear. The guard jumped, moving away from the target on the wall, then noticed a picture of Rogue on it, full of holes. Tex chuckled a bit. "In the morning, bring me Rogue. Call those ponies like him, those 'guardian' things. Have them send their leader, I have an idea of how to get rid of both the hoodlum boy and the Rogue."
The guard gulped, nodding. "Y-yes sir." The pony hesitated a moment.
Tex growled. "Well, why are you still here? Get back to work!"
Jumping, the guard left, mumbling another stutered 'yes sir'.
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Gold sighed. They'ed lost, Silver was still stuck in jail. Looking at the stars that had apeared, she wondered what he was doing, if he was scared or anything. Sure, he could be a jerk at times, but she found him to be sweet deap down. She leaned against the court house, staring at the many stars. She looked at the moon. Just a cresent moon tonight. It reminded her of her symbol, and the symbol of her brothers and sisters. She smiled a bit, thinking of her younger brother. Redmoon the mage. Didn't ring a bell to her. Yet a mage was what he wanted to be, while she ended up with the powers of a healer. She looked around at the streats as the lights came on up and down the avenue. She turned and headed for the eluminated castle that lumed over the city. Dream Castle, her home and the home of her cousin who grew an ego bigger than the city when she gave up the crown to him. Something pulled on her tail. Turning around, she saw Ghost, one of Silver's family members. She smiled a bit, then bent down. "Hey, Ghost, what are ya doin' in the big bad city? Shouldn't you be at home with your mother?"
Ghost looked up at her. "Uncle Silver be okay?"
"Sure, he'll be fine. He's just in a bit of trouble, is all."
"Where Uncle Silver?"
"He's..." She choked a bit. "In time out, only for a long time. A few years, a few months... We don't know."
"Oh."
Gold noticed the weirdos were coming out. She was embarased to admit that two of those weirdos were her own sisters. "Come on, Ghost. Time to go home." She picked up the three year old. "Now, where did your grandmother go?" Gold looked around, then saw the perfume puff sitting on the curb. She walked over. "You know, it's not safe to sit there."
Magnolia looked up. "Oh, and how do YOU know?"
Gold frowned. "A month in the hospital from a car going over the curb is how I know."
Mag and Ghost both meaped. Mag got up and backed away. She noticed Ghost. "Now, how did he get out here?"
Gold shruged. "He didn't say. Here, he should go home, I'm sure Gardenia is wondering where he is."
Mag nodded, taking Ghost into her arms. "Yes, I'm sure she is. Goodbye, Gold. Maybe we'll have better luck in the morning."
Gold simply nodded, said goodbye to Ghost, then headed for home, while Mag headed for home herself with Ghost.
