The Heistlings

"EVERYONE ON THE GROUND, NOW!"
>A wave of panic sweeps over the Canterlot City Bank as two figures barge their way into the building
>Armed with guns and hiding behind very colorful masks, the two point their guns at almost everyone in sight
>The one with the large, orange hair barks the order and everyone obeys, including the security officers
>After making sure everyone is prone, the two set their plan into motion
"Good. Number 2, make sure that the teller doesn't set off her alarm."
>They motion their gun over to the woman with her arms raised at the counter
>The voice can be made out as feminine, along with her partner's
>"Whatever."
>With her gun raised to the teller, the one with the purple-streaked hair sauntered over to the counter
"Now as for the rest of you..."
>The woman seemingly in charge waves her gun through the air, pointing the barrel at each group in the building
>"Stay as you are, and maybe I won't use this. Maybe."
>A sinister laugh can be heard from behind the mask
>As she stands watch over the petrified hostages, "#2" begins shouting orders to the bank teller
>"You wanna give us everything in that safe back there, or do you want me to paint the wall behind you red?"
>The woman behind the counter nods shakily, turning around very slowly towards the bank vault
>#2 follows her back there with the gun pointed at the teller's head
>As they arrive at the vault, the teller brings her trembling hands down to the combination lock
>She begins pressing the buttons slowly, yet incredibly spasmodically and ends up inputting the wrong code
>ERRRRR
>The teller begins whimpering from her failed attempt
>"What's the fucking problem? Open the goddamn vault. NOW."
>"I-I'm sorry!"
>She tries again with the same speed, though this time, she is successful
>The vault door slowly opens
>#2 grunts in approvment, the corners of her mouth almost tearing through the mask

>She pushes the gun into the teller's head, urging her to move into the safe
>"Go."
>The teller surrenders to her will and moves into the vault first
>As this is happening, the orange-haired keeps her gun over the small crowd of bystanders
>A small, static noise can be heard from the bag over her shoulder
>With her free arm, she fishes into the bag and pulls out a walkie-talkie and brings it to her mouth
"Say that again?"
>"It's open, you ready Number 3?"
>"Ready as Freddy, Ari-oh, I mean, Number 2!"
>The shrill voice on the other side of the two-way radio that almost gave them away was the getaway driver
>It was heavily debated between the three of them as to whether #3 would be the one to drive, but it seemed like the best option
>This way, they wouldn't have to kill for no reason, since she probably would've killed someone for flinching
>"Loading up the bag now, I'll be there to get your bag soon, Number 1."
"Copy. Hostages are normal."
>A wicked smile lie behind the mask of Number 1
>She hadn't felt like this since the time she almost had an entire high school to do her bidding
>"Bag loaded, on my way to you now."
>"Hey guys, what's that one song that goes 'Wee-ooh wee-ooh wee-ooh?"
>The smile of #1 vanished as quickly as it had appeared
"Say again, Number 3?"
>Her voice was noticably startled
>"Well, someone's playing that song really loud. It's getting closer too. Oooh, do you think they'll know?"
>Change of plan
"Number 2, lose the teller and take what you have!"
>The gun in #1's hand began to shake as worry filled her entire being
"Stay down, all of you! I WILL fucking shoot you!"
>A few disregarded her warning and slowly got to their knees
"I mean it!"
>A couple more now
>To keep everyone down, she fired a warning shot down onto the floor next to one of the security guards
>At this, the ones on their knees quickly went back to a prone position and a few screams of terror rang through the bank

>The frantic footsteps of the second robber followed shortly thereafter
>"Let's go let's go!"
>#2 burst open the door to the outside
>#1 followed close behind, her gun still raised towards her soon-to-be former hostages
>She began stepping backwards and continued to do so until she had made a few steps from the door
>She ran as fast as her legs could carry her
>"STOP!"
>The voices of the guards blasted her back, despite being several meters away
>The police sirens were getting closer
>The two crooks began conversing through pants
>"How the fuck did they get onto us?!"
"The teller probably hit the alarm... as soon as we came in."
>A grunt of dissatisfaction leaves the purple-haired woman
>After about twenty seconds of running, both #1 and #2 managed to make it to the rendezvous point for pickup
>A small alley not too far from the bank
>The doors to the back of the getaway van were already open
>The face of a blue-haired woman peeked from behind the driver's seat, a smile plastered on her face
>"Hi guys!"
>#2 climbed into the back first, throwing the sack of money in with her
>After a fit of panting, she removed her mask and spoke to her partner in crime
>"Shut the fuck up Sonata."
>Her words were laced with venom, though it didn't seem to faze the blue-haired driver
>#1 jumped into the back with #2, the latter closing the door behing the former
>She tore the mask off of her face, casting it aside
"Gun it, Sonata!"
>"Gun it?"
"Yes, GUN IT!"
>"If you say so, Dagi!"
>Sonata then points her gun at the windshield and fires
>Glass scatters all over the dashboard and the hood of the van
"You have got to be fucking- JUST DRIVE!"
>"You got it!"
>The sound of tires screeching drowns out the sirens temporarily
>The sirens crept closer
>"Hee-hee, this is so exciting!"
"Sharp left!"
>Sonata violently tugged the wheel to the side, throwing anything not strapped down to the right side of the van, the other girls included
>Aria began rubbing her head after the impact

>"Agh, fuck Sonata, maybe a little LESS sharp next time?"
>The deep purple eyes of the driver looked to the girls in the back
>"Oops, sorry Ari."
"Just...get us out of here, Sonata."
>The van picks up speed, yet the sirens were as close as they were before
>"We're not losing them, Adagio..."
>Hums could be heard coming from Sonata
>"But I am about to lose my fucking mind if Sonata doesn't SHUT UP."
>Sonata's face sulks as Aria says this
>"Awww, Aria. I'm sorry. Don't worry, I'll get us somewhere safe."
>Sonata then began doing multiple turns practically everywhere she went in an attempt to lose the police
>It actually seemed to work as the sirens were becoming more and more distant
>Sonata then drove into the lot of an abandoned building near the town's docks
>After scanning the area for anyone and anything, she pulled into the building itself
>From inside, the sirens were not even audible
>The van's engine came to a halt
>"Alrighty, here we are~!"
>Aria opened the van's door and climbed out, Adagio following shortly after
>They looked around the building
>Run-down and dingy
>"THIS is 'somewhere safe?'
>Sonata exited the driver's seat and greeted the other two at the back of the van
>"Mmm-hmm!"
>Adagio sighs deeply, but a soft smile emerges onto her lips
"Well, it's not too bad. It'll certainly do... for now."
>Sonata's face lit up from her companion's approval
"Really?! I'm so happy to hear you say that! I just really really REALLY wanted us to have a home again."
>Her eyes moved to Aria
>With a flip of her hair and a roll of her eyes, she managed a smile
>"Well, I guess it's better than sleeping in the van."

>Sonata's expression turned to one that looked like she had forgotten something
>She looked back to the van
>"Oh yeah, I wonder if that guy we borrowed it from is doing alright. You think he'll be mad about the windshield?"
>The two other girls laugh at the question
"I'm sure he won't mind. Now then..."
>Adagio looks to the bag
>The two others follow her gaze to it
>"I grabbed as much as I could. It should be enough to do us for a while... and to maybe get the windshield fixed."
>Adagio nodded in acknowledgement
"You did well, Aria. It doesn't matter how much you grabbed."
>A warm smile comes across both of their faces
>Adagio turns her head to Sonata
"You too, Sonata... even if you DID break the windshield."
>A small giggle escapes her blue-haired ally
>She shifts her eyes back to the bag, placing her hand on the zipper
>With a gentle, smooth tug, the bag opens, revealing the contents
>The group's eyes widen as they behold their ill-gotten gains
>Several stacks of bills filled the bag to almost full capacity
>"Shit, I didn't think I grabbed THAT much."
>Adagio's hand reached into the bag, pulling out a single stack
>She measured its weight and examined it thoroughly in her hand
>A sinister grin formed on her lips
"Girls, it may be crude, but I think this life will suit us just fine."
>She tosses the stack to Sonata, who flips through all of the bills individually
>The same smile that was on Adagio's face proved contagious, as Sonata's face began to bear the same expression
>Aria sifts through the bag, counting the stacks
>Before she even finishes, she matches her aspect with her comrades'
>An evil laugh began to emanate from Adagio
>It proved to be just as infectious as her grin, as they began their choir of devilish laughter that continued throughout the night