Karl sighed and walked back inside Maxs shack. The gray pony had somehow crawled to his bad, and was snoring on his makeshift bed. Karl shook his head and walked over to the wall, where his axe had stopped to lean down and rest. He picked it up and rested it on his shoulder, clicking it in place. He walked back into the night and once again, disappeared into the shadows. The guards had arrived at the crime scene. It was a mess. Atleast the killer had left alot of tracks behind him. There was crumbs, DNA tracks, the whole thing. They had all the evidence infront of them, so why couldn't they use it? He was puzzled by the fact that the DNA tests showed nothing, not even a clue as to who it was. He shook his head and walked to the shattered window. "Who the heck was it?" He asked to himself. The night had been full of surprises, but it would only be a fraction of the day to come...
"Make that horrid ringing stop..." Heron Wing grumbled under her pillow. When nothing happened, she groaned and said "someone, stop it!" When the ringing again failed to cease, she realized she was laying in her own bed, and her morning alarm was going off. Throwing a hoof out from under the blanket, she smacked the clock across the room and into the wall, effectively silencing it. In a near zombielike state, Heron wandered into her kitchen and started her breakfast of coffee and oats. Munching the oats slowly, she downed the coffee with them and left everything just lying around on the counter. A bit more awake this time, she picked up her mailmare's hat and bags and took off outside to head to the post office. Let's just hope today won't be as hectic as yesterday's...shenanigans, she thought with a sigh.
Karl sleepily opened his eyes and looked around. He didn't know where he was or why the heck a random pony was laying beside him. Infact, one of the more puzzling facts was that the random ponys head was severed from the body and smashed against the wall. He slowly rolled to the left and fell of the bed he had layed on. But he didn't touch ground. He fell on Maxs body, which groaned from the heavy load it suddenly carried. Karl chuckled tiredly and slowly got back up. He walked away from Max, turned around and looked at the gray, dusty coat of his friend. "Max, wake up." He said, rubbing one eye with his crystallite hoof. "I am al'eady awoke, ya ****." The seemingly lifeless body groaned. "Ok. Well then, can you answer one simple question?" Karl asked his hungover friend. "What?" Max growled back. "You have any bloody idea what happened last night?" Karl looked at the body of the random pony once more. He couldn't remember a thing except looking at his homeplanet, Lithium. Max slowly raised himself up and looked around. As soon as he saw the body on the bed, his eyes shot up and he turned to Karl. "I haven't got a single bucking idea, but it seems we've done something bad." He looked out the window on his left. Judging from the happy mood outside accompanied by ponies casually walking around, some taking glances at the building, Max established the idea that they were still in Ponyville. "We better get out before the cops arrive and screw us over." He quickly spat out to Karl, still in a shocked state. Karl shook his head to wake up, but found out that it didn't change anything except make his current headache worse. "R-right, we just gotta get outta here..." he said, looking around the room a third time, noticing his axe wasn't with him. "Le'mme just get my senses, then we can get out." He closed his eyes and focused. The room was filled by a bright flash and suddenly Karl and Max was up on the roof of the building. Karl opened his eyes and wobbled a bit, as using magic while one's hungover isn't the best idea. Max looked at his friend and said "Right. Great. Let's get out of here before something happens that we'll regret." He turned on a dime and they both galloped in Maxs special way, easily jumping from roof to roof. I hope that i haven't seen that pony before... Karl thought to himself as he followed his dusty friend. (Holy long post, Batman! No but srs'ly, here's what you get as an excuse to not writing.)
Heron flew over a few houses and let the wind blow through her mane just as it had done the day previous. Another day, another delivery. She landed on the ground right next to a startled earth pony and retrieved his letter from her bags. "Mephege phor ya!" she said. He took the letter and thanked her quickly before she took off again. Okay, next says there's this house way up next to the Everfree forest, just gotta go there and- Heron took a look down and saw two ponies parkouring across rooftops. One looked distinctly like- No! It's just a trick! She forced herself to look back up, but her consciousness kept bringing her head back down. But... he looks so real! Okay, they're around here somewhere. Just play with it and you'll find whoever's doing it. Turning to the side, she went straight down until she was within earshot of Karl. "Hey! What's the big idea of leavin' me like that!" She shouted down at him.
Karl stopped on a dime, almost skidding over the edge. His body was completely paralyzed from the familiarity of the voice. Max was already on the other roof and was looking up at Heron. "Uuuhhh, d'ya fink i's the cops?" He asked Karl in a half calm, half scared voice. Karl shook his head, pupils it their smallest and turned around, gazing up at the orange pegasus. "Uuuhhh, hi! Nice weather, ain't it not?" He shouted to her, looking all around for a fast escape. Max shook his head and laughed. "Tha's tha gi'l ya me' befo'e? Ain' tha' a piece ya go' the'e." He turned around and galloped on. Karl knew why, Max had work to do. He suddenly centered his attention to a small, black line in the distance. Narrowing his eyes, he concluded that it was his axe. Bloody great, now we're gonna have a big party. He quickly thought to himself. "What to do, what to do..." He muttered under his breath. He then realized, he was at the roofs edge! He jumped forward and steadied himself, holding up his right hoof in the direction his axe was. Hopefully, he and Heron was only gonna have a chat. And hopefully, he'll find out what happened last night.
Heron raised an eyebrow at Karl's 'friend' as she landed next to him/ "And what exactly was that about?" She asked, confused. She didn't remember any others being with them last night. Karl raised a hoof up and pointed it in the distance. Now Heron was very confused. "Excuse me, I'm talking to you! What are you doing?"
