Creating A Hive

Dynamite Don't

Well except her wings. It hid those pretty well.

"Uh...A...K-K...Yearling..." Rainbow Dash stuttered. She gawked at her favorite author in awe.

"We didn't do this! We swear!" Twilight yelled.

"Neither did I!" Killjoy threw in. "If I did you would be-" Her mouth was covered in yellow magic. She glared at my glowing horn. Dynamite snickered.

"What have you done to my house?" AK Yearling demanded.

"We didn't do this, Ms. Yearling- whoa!" Applejack was cut off, by AK Yearling panickedly yanking the rug from under her hooves.

Yearling rushed about her destroyed home, searching for the object. Rolling my eyes I grabbed the book from under the starstruck Rainbow Dash's hooves. Killjoy's mouth was still muzzled.

"We're awfully glad to see you're alright." Twilight told Yearling, who wasn't having it.

Yearling rushed over to her desk. Lilac leaned on my head, watching her rush about the home. "She's not being friendly."

"I noticed." Was my reply.

Rainbow Dash grinned at the author, who wasn't even sparing her a glance. "Okay, clearly this isn't the best time, but I've just gotta say how much we all really love your books..." She nervously laughed.

Yearling let out a panicked noise. The book floated over to her, still held in my grasp. She yanked it just as I canceled the magic.

"You're lucky." I pointed out to her. She began unlocking the book, dialing the code along the book rings and turning the lock. "Most ponies don't know the treasure that a book can hide."

Killjoy groaned. The magic on her mouth fell off. "Sis."

"I know."

"Even for you that was bad."

"I know but it had to be said."

Yearling pulled out a giant golden ring. She relaxed at the sight. "It's safe." Yearling began tidying up.

Rainbow Dash stood up, pushing a typewriter in Yearling's way. "Great! Maybe now would be a good time for me to ask her how we can help move the new book along a little faster. Chop chop!"

Yearling glared.

"Rainbow Dash, a minute please!" Twilight dragged Rainbow Dash out with her magic. As she went out, the rest of the Mane Six followed. Killjoy, Lilac, Dynamite, and myself stayed inside.

Yearling was still cleaning up, doing a rather okay job of it. "Did you know what was inside it?"

"Would it make you more, or less suspicious if I said 'no'?" I asked. Yearling glanced my way. "So that's a 'more suspicious'. Gotcha."

"She says she's the Princess of 'Taking Down Underground Crime'-" Dynamite began.

"Criminal Underworld." Lilac corrected. "Underground Crime sounds like she fights Diamond Dogs all day."

"I mean I kinda do, when I get you something to eat-"

"-she says that's what she is. Maybe she can help find whoever did this!" Dynamite told AK Yearling, aka Daring Do, the pony who knew exactly who did this. "Or Aunt Killjoy. She says she's Princess of the Criminal Underworld."

Killjoy grinned at Yearling. "She doubts me."

At that exact moment, Killjoy flung out her wing. A knife was flung out. It struck right beside the head of a pony sneaking down the stairs. He yelped, bumping back into his two associates.