MisterRe

"Trust me... I can make them claustrophobic. Plus I'm not sure they can get me out of this box with a few corners to their shins and ribs. I'm sorry I missed the fight earlier. Kinda fell alseep." Corners perked up a bit. She liked the idea of a fight.

"Plan B could just capture the leader or one of them and interrogate them. I have a claustrophobic box to put them in until they are ready to talk." Corners was ready to knock some heads in and get her hooves on that gem and her amnesty.

Corners was still straight ahead but not too far from hearing the conversation behind her. The forest seemed to deeper and deeper, more stark and steep. She braced through the ever thickening brambles and grass blades. In the corner of her eye she spotted a ominus blue glow. Was it? Is it? A deceptive blue patch of flowers were off in the distance. "Think I found some of that blue crud you guys want." A hoof poked out the way to the Poison joke.

"Blegh...." She shook off every branch and bramble."Don't need this anymore. Say you two love birds wanna just get move it while we talk. I like forests and all but the idea of being longer is peeving me." Corners ran ahead again but this time checking her footing as she ran.

" I feel like I was unheard. Like always..." She muttered the last part. Corners shrunk a bit inside her box. She knew she was destined to be alone and that orb could be the final reason why. "We should move. Any clue where to next?"

"I usually don't get fresh coffee. I used to always grab the stale left overs from diners. Even though celestia gave these coffee beans to you. But thank you anyway, Mike." A hoof grabbed the cup from one of the eye holes and poured down the remaining free eyehole. You don't see if she got burned or not drinking this way. You might not want to find out either. Corners wondered if she could harness the power for herself. If there was a killing curse then, the box pony would be 'fine' theoretically. She should be able to invoke her schrodinstic cutie mark to not die. "If thats the case Ursa, you should let me handle it when we do get it back. If it does kill me, which it could. I always have a 50/50 chance of not dying and likewise if were the state in which this gem would kill me. Just don't open my box, I can probably stay in the simetanous state of death and life untill I expire."

"I usually don't get fresh coffee. I used to always grab the stale left overs from diners. Even though celestia gave these coffee beans to you. But thank you anyway, Mike." A hoof grabbed the cup from one of the eye holes and poured down the remaining free eyehole. You don't see if she got burned or not drinking this way. You might not want to find out either.

"Its more sight based in all honesty. Plus, timber wolves won't be able to smell past this heavily sapling'ed cover." Corners was thirsty for some of that coffee. "Oh... coffee. Can I have some?"

Corners had been busy. She seemed even less intrested in the job more than ever but was ready to move out in the morning. The box bad been covered in leaves and branches, giving it extra camo in the forest. Corners didn't like to stay at one place for long so she gathered some of these materials while she watched the group sleep. "Blegh. What you guys think?" The camo box pony said to the group

"Awake. I'll take the rest of the shifts." Corners yawned. "Sorry guys, the dream I had was amazing. Real top tier dream things.I was back and not convicted of multiple petty theivery and... I should just stop talking. Thr rest of you go back to bed"

Box pony is still sleeping, missing most of the action that unfurled. Inside she was indeed a deep sleeper. The metalic shell had muffled most sounds and she couldnt help the ponies that needed her. (My bad was budy)

"Wake me when you need me." Corners stopped dead in her tracks and began. "I'll take a double shift if you don't mind. I had plenty of sleep beforehoof, being a vagrant and all has its perks." Corners pushed her box downward to make a foundation with in the dirt. You can hear an audible crunch as the ground crumpled beneath the earth pony's force. A testamite to how strong she is. "Sigh... can these ponies really become my friends..." Corners whispered with her box.

Corners shrugged, giving a comical elevation to the box. She didn't care much for puns or apologies. While they were figuring for landmarks, The box pony had an idea. With no use of conventional weaponry, aside from a side mount she'll refuse to use, she stuck a sword into the nearby tree. "The handle points the way back. The point the way forward. And how are we going to find our way when the skies aren't clear? This is the answer."

Corner's was dazed and peeved at her failure. She felt the sky stare down at her as her agoraphobia kicked in only slightly. Corners safe as long as she was inside. Still upside down, she had wondered if any would help her up soon. Maybe not. With equal finese as her movements(not counting her fall), Corners flipped her box over in a single motion. Up and adam, she asked Dynamo. "You know you could've helped me anytime, but thats fine and dandy." Her passive aggressiveness echoed within the box.

"Buck up or shush up. We should move out asap. There is a time and place for that but nows not the time." Corners dashed ahead of everypony else. She was quite nimble despite the immense weight of metal upon her head. The box pony had little interest in making friends, especially the guard pony. The forest clearing was a few minutes of walking but Corners closed that distance with few seconds of full sprint. She had meant to stop at the edge of the forest entrance but her momentum had put her off balance, causing her to miststep onto her tail and fling her and the box. A few flips later Corner's was hooves up box down. Dirt dents and patched grasses had lead up to this crash scene.

Corners had no use for weapons, but its likely for her to use such materials as repair and improvements of her box. The box pony followed the group, her weapons neeatly hidden as well as her appearance. Though the guards were adament in not messing with the pony in heavier armor than them. One tap with their hooves told them this box pony meant business.

Corners couldn't sleep. She meant to but the racket of the boxcar had sullied her nap. Instead her closed eyes concentrated on the conversations held, moving her iris where the sounds were sourced. They were interesting. Corners hid her facial expressions that showed her sympathy, although her faced scrunched about in small lapses.

"Tisk." Corners ceased her plan in favor of his. "How prideful some guards can be." She walked into the train with a calm attitude. Since she was inside of the train it was safe enough to take off her box for the coming journey. Corners relieved the box from her head and body and with the same motion climbed ontop of it to sleep. You see this before she falls alseep.

"This is talking too long. I'm taking all the weapons and giving them back to Celestia " She smirked within her box and whispered to each and every pony holding weapons. "You'll get these on the train. I promise." Corners took her time collecting the weapons from the party after she was done she walked away to a secluded location. With all the weapons at hoof, she wrapped them in paper and taped them to the inside of her box. Thus concealing them. She walked back with no trace of a dangerous good in sight. "No weapons. No problem." (You can refuse giving corners your weapons if you want.)

"Dodging anything is out of the question." Her eyes darted about the party. "To who ever said that. Feel free to hit me with everything you've got." Corners looked to the canterlot guard. "I some informal combat training as well from dealing with authories on a semi daily basis. Even so... losing my box is harder than you think." She lifted her box above its normal hovering. Corners then sat down and dropped her box. A large metallic clunk sounded out. "Its... really heavy."

"Its not just cardboard. There is a metallic shell in here that protects me from everything. And what ever game your talking about I ain't playing. This is a box home to surpass your 'Metal gear' whatever. And as you can tell, my field of view is very limited but I make up for in stealth and or front lining. Though it doesn't seem so, I can knock a few heads and break a few kneecaps. Only problem is if they remove my home from my head... won't be in much fighting untill i get the box back."

Corners took what she could get. Everything in her saddlebags was now hers. She had nothing to begin with anyway. The boxed pony followed the group and listened carefully in aforementioned conversation about mystery novellas. Though corners held no interest in such matters, she was more focused at the task at hoof. "Look, That small talk aside. We should really be focusing on the mission. Crown jewels are missing and that could very well be the end of equestria." She feigned concern for equestria's well being, her voice being muffled and echoed simetaneously within her container.

"So that's it then? No instructions... just a vague Be careful? No wonder why you need us. You all have no clue..." Corners looked at the haphazard group with swift judgement. She sighed and settled herself down. "Your highness... can you lead me to where they stole it? I might be able to track where they might of went "

"Thank you boys. I know where the castle is from here." Corners proceeded to trot away, attempting to escape. Unfortunately for her, they knew her tricks. With a quick step on her tail, the back support of her box collasped, leaving the box in place but the pony moving foward. "Ow." The voice echoed after a metallic bang. "We were instructed to escort you *all* the way there." The guards said with scorn as they were part of the capture effort of this convict. "Ok. Ok. Fine...." The three exited the train station to the castle gates.

Corner's resided in the fresh facets of Phillydelphia park, her hooves shaking at the summons. She was already on parole for her crimes. *What else did they want?* She thought *My box? Not my box...* The box pony sighed. There was no other choice. At the local guard station, she walked in with all eyes on her. Most know her from the great hide and seek pursuit a few weeks ago. Took them about 3 hours to find her in the box factory she was squatting in. "What, are turning yourself in Ms. Corners?" The reception in guard armor smirked. "As to not violate the terms of parole, I have to give you this." She pushed out a scroll with a royal seal. "Don' tell me you-The royal seal?" She gasped. " Summons? Right away Princess Celestia!" She bowed to the paper as if the royal highness were there. Corners chuckled at the guard. "Corners... These Two guards will escort you there. Don't cause trouble. This is a serious matter." And the Three were off. Two nondescript guardsponies and box pony head to the train to canterlot.