"What's new P?" Con asked. P then told Con about three old stallions driving around Equestria killing agents from nearly every spy organization. "We've tried contacting Sunny, but she won't reply." "That can't be good." Con said, "I'll go see if she's allright." So Con drove to where Sunny lived, and then the he saw the hearse, a '79 Coltillac. They stayed behind Con for a while, but on a sharp turn things got worse. The carro funebre got successivo to Con's car, and rammed into it. Con rammed the hearse, and almost got it to go off the road. A little while later they got towards a road work crew. Con got to the right side of the road, pushing the carro funebre down a cliff. Halfway down the carro funebre caught on fire. Con watched as the car hit the ground. "Good thing they got to there funeral on time." Con said. He then got back in his car to drive off to where Sunny lived. da the time he got there he saw a yellow alicorn dead. Bullet holes were in her hind leg, one of the bullets nearly hit her cutie mark, a sun with a smiley face. Con reported that Sunny was dead, and they took her body away. They tried bringing her back to life, but it was too late for that.
Later that giorno Con was sleeping at his house. It was 10:43 PM when he woke up to see a tarantola crawling on him. Luckily Con was a unicorn so he used his magic to get the thing off him, and kill it. Half an ora later a brown pony with a yellow business suit walked in Con's house. He went to Con's bed, and shot it six times where Con was asleep. Then the lights turned on. Sitting successivo to the light switch was someone that was supposed to be killed. "Drop that gun!" Con said. The yellow suited stallion dropped his gun, and stood at Con, pointing his puledro, colt 1911 at the pony that tried to kill him. "I didn't think you'd know about this." The brown stallion said. "I knew once I saw that spider." Con said. "Tarantula?" "Tarantula." The stallion replied. "I knew those ponies in the carro funebre would try to kill me," Con added, "So I sent them to their own funeral." The brown stallion was now angry, "Very clever Mr. Mane, but your up against più then what te know. te shoot me, and te end up like Sunny." It was now time for Con to interrogate, "And te killed her?" "Well," the brown stallion replied, "I killed others, but not Sunny." "Who are te working for?" asked Con. Now the only chance for this pony to survive was to kill Con. "I might as well talk since te won't live to use the information. I'm working for-" And before Con knew it the brown stallion reached for his gun, and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Con explained why, "That's a Smith & Wesson. And you've had your six." After that he shot, and killed the brown stallion.
Later that giorno Con was sleeping at his house. It was 10:43 PM when he woke up to see a tarantola crawling on him. Luckily Con was a unicorn so he used his magic to get the thing off him, and kill it. Half an ora later a brown pony with a yellow business suit walked in Con's house. He went to Con's bed, and shot it six times where Con was asleep. Then the lights turned on. Sitting successivo to the light switch was someone that was supposed to be killed. "Drop that gun!" Con said. The yellow suited stallion dropped his gun, and stood at Con, pointing his puledro, colt 1911 at the pony that tried to kill him. "I didn't think you'd know about this." The brown stallion said. "I knew once I saw that spider." Con said. "Tarantula?" "Tarantula." The stallion replied. "I knew those ponies in the carro funebre would try to kill me," Con added, "So I sent them to their own funeral." The brown stallion was now angry, "Very clever Mr. Mane, but your up against più then what te know. te shoot me, and te end up like Sunny." It was now time for Con to interrogate, "And te killed her?" "Well," the brown stallion replied, "I killed others, but not Sunny." "Who are te working for?" asked Con. Now the only chance for this pony to survive was to kill Con. "I might as well talk since te won't live to use the information. I'm working for-" And before Con knew it the brown stallion reached for his gun, and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. Con explained why, "That's a Smith & Wesson. And you've had your six." After that he shot, and killed the brown stallion.