Study Sessions (Part 5)

[sharpwit]

Golden and Harness were both dragged to see none other than Money Grubber himself- a fat, well-dressed stallion who nevertheless exuded an aura of greasiness. "Well, if it isn't my old friend, Golden Scales," the stallion wheezed, a grin across his face. "Tell me boy, how have you been keeping up lately?"
"Well, no thanks to you, Don Grubber," Golden spit out, eyeing the older unicorn with discuss. "I have to say, I knew you were a disgusting excuse for a stallion before, but teaming up with the changelings- that's treason under Equestrian law!
Money Grubber shrugged. "Eh, you call it treason, I call it business. But then again, it doesn't really matter what I call it, does it?" The sleazy smile melted off the Don's face as he turned to the large brown unicorn that had captured the pair earlier. Uccidete i bastardi. Ho la sensazione che troveremo le informazioni necessarie al più presto.
Golden grinned at his captors. "Non oggi, le borse di grasso!" he crowed before lighting up his horn. Before anyone could react, a flash of gold filled the room, momentarily blinding everyone in its range. By the time the Don and his lackies could open their eyes again, the detective and the Captain had escaped.
Money Grubber, realizing what had happened, slammed his hoof to the ground in rage. "Trovarli, idioti!" he bellowed to the stallions, who nodded quickly before galloping through the halls. The Don then turned to the changelings, who were still rubbing the light out of their eyes. "And you bugs keep searching for that book! That mistress of yours will have everyone's head if she doesn't get what she wants!" he ordered harshly. The changelings resentfully nodded before returning to search for the library. Don Grubber sighed before wiping his forehead with an embroidered handkerchief. "Così il ragazzo imparato l'italiano..." he muttered to himself. "Fantastico."

Sharp growled as he plucked yet another feather from his wings, spitting it out comically at the table. "If you ladies don't finish soon, I'll go bald," he quipped before going back to his pacing.
Suddenly, a golden flash filled the room, revealing Golden Scales and Captain Harness had teleported into the entrance. "Sharp, we've got trouble," the detective called. "Money Grubber's here, and he's made a pact with the changelings! They're looking for a book of some sort!"
Sharp groaned. "Just what we needed, that fat old stallion making deals with bugs." He turned to the Torchwhoof agents and Primeval. "Alrighty then, new plan. Agents, make sure nobody gets in the Starswirl wing until Agent White and Riptide are ready. Primeval, come with us."