Two Brothers

Two stallions Midnight was a black coated pegasus red and black mane with a pink tail. red hair down his legs in stripes. His brother a White silver Unicorn and white/red mane purple vest on. remain present in front of a door to a Manehattin apartment.

Midnight the older of the two walked to the door and knocked on it. "Edward Is that you?" Midnight asked his voice deep trying to speak over the part down the hall. "It's me. Midnight. I caught your son in the middle of a gang hideout.”

"Seth?" Edward asked in utter confusion. "Is he alright?"

"Yes, he's fine but I have to break up the party down the hall so please take him quickly." He turned to Seth "It's your dad. Are you ready to talk to him?" Midnight asked

"Yes I am." Seth announced.

Midnight turned to the door "Edward, Seth is fine and he wants to talk to you."

"Well come in, the door is unlocked of course." Edward said.

Midnight couldn't believe it. In mere hours Ed had managed to make three pies and some turkey."Dad. Is that turkey?" Seth had asked as he sniffed the gravy.

That aroma had always stuck with him. His dad was a professional chef of course. But the smell was like nothing you ever could smell. Like thanksgiving dinner when the food just finishes and the golden turkey. The salad is so sweet that candy had no comparison and the pie was made of the finest ingredients you could find.

"Seth. By Elisabeth’s mane you're alive.––" Edward said and hugged his sundun frantic with joy. "––Did you get hurt? I mean no one had seen y-" Edward said.

"No dad i'm fine. This guy you sent to help me was really good to me." Seth said "I think he said he was a private detective.

"Oh yes" Edward said shyly. "Midnight. Um-" Ed could not bring up the truth. After a moment he ...

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...tch nailed him in the stomach.

“Get the boss and lets get out” With that they left and the bar members chased them out.

“Midnight!” Yelled Seth

“Luminescent get your knife.” Yells the bartender “Monstrawno get him on the counter. Whisky and Succinylcholine.”

“Why do you have those?”

“I’m a doctor by day. And a bartender by night. Now Midnight this will relax-”

“God damn it just put the stitches in already.” And they did. The counter was covered in blood and whiskey from the extensive cleaning. “So what do I owe you?”

“Stay alive and keep him safe.” Said the bartender. “and fifty three bits”

“Good man. You are a good man.” Midnight said handing over the money hopping off the counter and left with his brother.

“What the hell was that.” Seth asked as he gulped down three ounces of hard whiskey and martinis.

“You’ll regret drinking all that in the morning.”