User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150802214453

(Mayor Blossom swallows the lump in her throat. After the recent robot attack, she wasn't sure if she could stomach any more bad news.)

Blossom: The council is currently in deliberations over a... separate matter. Is it urgent?

Orbit: I'm afraid it is.

Blossom: And I was afraid you'd say that. ...Mr. Secretary, hold my calls please.

Secretary: Yes, Mayor. [beep] Mayor Blossom's office. Please hold.

Blossom: Follow me.

(Blossom leads Orbit and Glaive down a narrow corridor toward the council hall.)

Blossom: what's happening now?

Orbit: I take it you're aware of the recent pirate attack on the Maretropolis PD headquarters? The culprits made off with the entire department armory of weapons.

Blossom: Pirates... What next?

Orbit: The pirates' leader -- Captain Death-Stalker -- issued an ultimatum to the city via holographic projector. Glaive?

(Cobbletrot's car pulls up to the front entrance of the Iceberg Lounge, and Cobbletrot wastes no time in entering.)

Cobbletrot: Cranberry apple martini in my office in five minutes.

Henchpony #1: Yes, sir, Mr. Cobbletrot.

Chaser: Welcome back, boss. Some weird... shark-looking fella came in earlier. Says he left a message for you on your desk.

(Cobbletrot freezes.)

Cobbletrot: ...Is that so...?

Chaser: Uh... yeah--

(A bullet from Cobbletrot's umbrella shatters the glass that Chaser was cleaning.)

Chaser: *gasp*

Cobbletrot: Imbecile! You let somepony unfamiliar into my office during my absence?!

Chaser: I-I didn't think that--

Cobbletrot: No, I suppose you didn't think, did you?

(He stamps a hoof on the ground.)

Cobbletrot: Retrieve this "message" for me. And be quick about it.

Henchpony #2: Y-Yes, sir, Mr. Cobbletrot!

Cobbletrot: *sigh* That old saying about "good help" holds exasperatingly true...