Creating A Hive

Dynamite Don't

"I think I spotted the house!" Dash announced. "We're super close! This way!"

"I call smashing a window!" Killjoy yelled.

The two of them sped ahead. The rest of us had to run to keep up.

We did arrive at Yearling's home all the same. The house was practically trashed. Yet it was still standing, so good job!

"Wait! Oh no. What happened?" Twilight asked me.

"Why do they keep asking you this stuff?" Dynamite asked.

"Because they understand I'm smarter than them." I replied.

No. We hadn't decided to tell her that I was a Reality Traveling human. Baby steps.

"Apparently somepony has intruded on her privacy pretty hard already." Dash remarked.

She knocked on the door. The door crashed down on the floor. I winced at the impact.

We all walked inside. The inside of her house was trashed.

"Hoo-wee, somepony really trashed this place." Applejack commented.

"Hmm... Maybe... or maybe A.K. Yearling's just a terrible, horrible, unbelievable slob!" Pinkie suggested. She bounced around in the garbage, fashioning a saucepan on her head and a rug as a cape.

"Or she was kidnapped and murdered!" Killjoy guessed.

I face-hoofed.

Rarity gasped. "I hope A.K. Yearling's alright!"

"Is she really dead?" Lilac whispered to me.

I opened my mouth to talk when Twilight rushed to my side. She shook my shoulders. "Did something terrible happen to A.K. Yearling?!"

So now I stared flatly at Twilight.

The alicorn figured out what the glare was about. She cleared her throat, pulling away from me. She laughed awkwardly.

Dynamite walked to my side. "Okay but really? They asked you again."

"I told you-"

"Yeah but how would you know about somepony's house being trashed?" Dynamite asked.

I looked over to the others, glaring at them in annoyance.

They all had the sudden desire to stare at literally anything else.

"I'm the Princess of the Criminal Underworld-"

"Nu-uh! We said that was mine!" Killjoy complained. "We agreed!"

"Fine." With a huff, I turned back to Dynamite. "I'm the Princess of Taking Down the Criminal Underworld. They assume I can stop everypony."

Dynamite glanced at Killjoy before going back to me. "Can you?"

"Often." I replied with a grin.

"We have bigger issues than that, Morgan!" Rainbow Dash ranted. "Tell us! Did something happen to AK Yearling?! There might be no more books!"

Everypony was giving Rainbow Dash a deadpan stare.

The pegasus laughed, awkwardly. "Uh... But, of course, I'd be worried about her, too. Heh."

Dynamite looked at me. "Okay. But why did she call you Morgan?"

Now I was glaring daggers at Rainbow Dash, who turned away from me.

"What are you all doing here?"

I was completely grateful for the interruption. Turning to the door, AK Yearling stood. Anypony who had seen her book covers would know that this pony had done a poor job disguising the fact that she was Daring Do. The same khaki tan coat, same black mane, same eyes. Her heavy maroon coat, giant hat, and red rimmed glasses didn't hide anything.