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 The golden unicorn groaned theatrically in frustration, straining to keep a straight face. "Curses." he droned in monotone. "You have clev-er-ly snuck up on us, and we are now completely helpless." He grunted as the navy blue pegasus jabbed a feather in his side, frowning.

Golden Scales rolled his eyes. "Look, we surrender already. Now take us to your leader."

The lead changeling made to speak, but was interrupted.

"No, not your bug-boss, take me to the creep in the leisure suit." The unicorn drawled. "You tell Grubber that you've caught Golden Scales and I guarantee he's going to insist on seeing me, if only to gloat." He spat the words, eyeing the pegasus balefully.

The changeling stared at the ponies for a moment, feeling utterly confused. Eventually he decided this was above his station to decide and gestured for his underlings to tie up and carry the two stallions.

As they were dragged away, Golden Scales gave Jack Harness another hard look, "Are you absolutely sure this is a good idea?"

"Look, I know a guy who does this all the time, and it usually works for him."

"Usually?" Golden felt the first tremors of an ulcer coming on.