Underwear Bandits


                                            PROMPT:


                                            Why is Luna so excited about checking the mail? Is she secretly hoping Celestia will take mail from the wrong box so they can see what prison is like?

                                            >"Prithee, sister mine, We have not yet experienced committing a federal offense!"

                                            >Equestria fell apart because they kept committing more and more heinous acts while Twilight kept pardoning them


                                            >Twilight rubs her temples with her hooves as she scans through multiple reports of "underwear theft"

                                            >All of them, noble and peasant stallions alike, are angry and afraid of a bunch of mares going around breaking into their home doing who knows what

                                            >Usually you'd assign Rainbow Dash and the Wonderbolts to handle this swiftly but something came up that made you change on how you'll approach these dastardly criminals

                                            >There has been rumors going around that they'll strike a certain colt you're housing in your old town

                                            >How can you call yourself a princess if you can't even protect the stallion of your dre- protection

                                            >You adjust your oversized crown and gather your royal guards to visit Ponyville


                                            >"So what do you think Sister?"

                                            >Both of you look on to the large house recently built in Ponyville

                                            >You were curious on what type of colt would build such a home of such size.

                                            >But nonetheless you and Luna put on your ski masks and ready to sneak into the home to steal some ball bras

                                            >You were greeted with a large couch, large fireplace, large working desk, large everything

                                            >Cross your hooves the colt's has a large sumthin' sumthing youknowwhatamsaying perverted_grin.scroll

                                            >No, such thoughts come later. Right now it's bra stealing time


                                            >The two of you head upstairs to the owner's bedroom

                                            >Opening the door reveals a modest room with a dresser, bed (about the same size as theirs), and a work table

                                            >Luna heads for the dresser while you go to the bed

                                            >Lying on to the bed, you were surprised how softer it was compared to yours back then

                                            >Still, the large bed brought some memories before you and Luna retired

                                            >You bury your snout into the pillow and take in the masculine scent

                                            >"Sister! Come quick. I think I just found the fatherload!"

                                            >Quickly sitting up, you look to Luna to find her pulling a drawer full socks

                                            >All of different sizes and colors

                                            >awshityeah.scroll

                                            >You take a pair and wear it on your ears while Luna tucks one to her hair

                                            >"Perhaps this be a whorehouse Sister?"

                                            >"I don't think Scribble Scrolls would risk an angry stallion mob if she's willing put an establishment on Ponyville."

                                            >You use your magic to pull a pair of extra long black socks

                                            >These type of socks are usually reserved for more risque stallions

                                            >The more you venture into this place the more you're intrigue of who owns it

                                            >You hear the door behind you open and find yourself getting hit at the side of your head

                                            >"Sister!"

                                            >Luna prepares her magic only to find the assailant tackle her to the ground

                                            >You try to gather your bearings

                                            >What hit you to knock you off like that?

                                            >You turn to the assailant, getting the sight a bipedal creature getting up from your sister who was on the floor

                                            >Your rage and magic turned up to eleven

                                            >Binding the creature with your magic, but it only slowed him down

                                            >It pins you to the ground snarling at you like a beast-

                                            >*boing*

                                            >wohisthatcock

                                            >*BAM*

                                            >Your vision turns black as you hear a male voice reach your ears

                                            >"Goddamn tax mares trying to steal my clothes."