Fudge Packer

>Today is the first day on the force, and you’re ready to get down into action. Outside the Pony-station in Canterlot, you wait at the solid granite steps for your chief to show up.
>Checking the watch, you see they’re running a few minutes late. Looking back up, you see 3 silhouetted bodies coming up towards you.
>You salute recognizing the one in the middle to be the chief in all his chubby, gritty form.
“Sir!”
>”Take it down a notch.” He dismisses, “I know you were Royal Guard, but we’re not so formal.”
“I could tell sir, the strawberry jelly on your jacket was a clear indicator of the lax nature of this work environment.”
>”…So, you DO have a sense of humor. Ok, allow me to introduce you to your partners, Power Bottom, and…where the BUCK is Fudge Packer!?”
>”Here boss!~” A rather effeminate voice yells as a dark blue unicorn stallion comes running up with a pink box in his magical hold, “Just got a quick little snack!” He smiles opening it and feeding himself some chocolate treats.
>Some white cream dribbles a bit off his cheek as Power Bottom smiles and gently reaches over, “Uhh, you got a little something.” Using his hoof, he cleans his partner and playfully licks his hoof clean.
“That’s unhygienic.” You reply flatly as the Chief raises an eyebrow.
>”Well, this is Fudge Packer, I’ll leave them to show you the ropes rookie.” He states as he walks away, stopping, he turns back “Oh, and welcome to the Force.”
>You stand at ease and look between the two of them, Packer, with cheeks full of chocolate, chews loudly as Power looks you over and smiles.
“…So…they call you Fudge Packer cause you really like chocolate or something?”
>He stops chewing a moment and swallows before smiling coyly, “Or something.” He replies “Oh we’re gonna have fun with you all right.”
>Today was a first day on the force kinda day

>On the gritty streets of Canterlot, thunder roars in the background as rain pelts the windows.
>In a dimly lit room sits you by the window with a pair of binoculars looking out at a room.
"Just show yourself you god damn loitering bastard."
>On the rainy street, a pony in a raincoat comes out and looks around.
"There he is.."
>The pony looks at his hoof as though checking the time as you lean in.
"Just a few more minutes.."
>Suddenly a lite blue glow emanates from the side as you gasp and look back to see Fudge on the couch and Power messing with the VCR.
>"Movie night!~" Fudge teases as he waves at you. "Come sit that cute butt over here Anon, we ordered Whinnyse food!~"
>Power strains as he pushes the tape in but it wont fully go, annoyed he bellows "I keep shoving it but it wont go in!"
>"Never send a Bottom to do a Packers job." His friend teases as Power looks back with a good humored smile.
>"Well Mr. Expert, come here and try sliding it in then."
>"My pleasure." He replies with a smirk as he gets off and goes over. Gently pushing it in, the tape slides in and clicks, "See? Firm, but not forceful, enjoyable for both involved. Wanna try?"
>"Nah, I like you being the one to put it in, you're good at your things, I'm good at mine."
"Are you guys serious!? Turn that fucking TV off! You'll blow our cover!"
>Fudge bats a hoof at you with a smile "Oh Anon, you're naivety is cute. We blow UNDER cover."
>"Good one." Power says extending a hoof as the two high hoof one another.
>You look back to see the perp is gone as you roar annoyed.
"Damn it! He got away!"
>Fudge walks over and puts a reassuring hoof on you "Hey, we'll get him next time champ. In the mean time, we rented The Trotbook."
>The doorbell rings as Power claps his hooves happily, "That must be the food! Anon, tip the stallion."
>Fudge smiles "Oh no, let ME tip him."
>"Dohoho~"
"God damn these fucking horses."
>Today was a you laid back and watched movies while getting paid kinda day.