I want to kidnap SilverSpoon just for myself.
>Follow her home from a safe distance the first day
>check the path she's taking and patterns, analyze her behavior, repeat,
>check the dark alleys she's taking as shortcuts
>plan everything. plenty of dead angles
>prepare a syringe of romifidine, guessing her body mass and energy at the end of the day
>keep it capped. I insist on it. I don't want a pony to find me drooling on the floor stung by a needle
>wait for the time school's over
>she's out and chatting with her friends
>day was boring so she's making it short.
>she's waving bye at Diamond Tiara
>there's a stupid colt following her
>I will kill him.
>I want to kill him so much.
>looks like some drama happened in class, she's ignoring him.
>he looked pissed at her, she's trotting faster, but she's smiling.
>I check if no one is looking around
>begin following her to ensure a side approach, no following, not by front
>not this time.
>I know this street have windows.
>take out the syringe from my saddlebag using a levitation spell.
>she's taking this shortcut behind homes on that short street.
>I can see her, she can't see me.
>uncap the syringe.
>she's there, I'm levitating the syringe straight into her flank.
>she's shaking and yelling "KYAA! IT HURTS! WHAT WAS THAT?"
>solution is almost pure, 5CC is enought to knock a small pony in a matter of seconds.
>she's looking at it, a bit mad "Hey! Who threw this at me?" she's looking around.
>I'm coming to her, looking around too.
>Silver's pissed and looking at herself, a bit of blood is dripping
>"Have you seen this? There's a... sting... needle thing I just got it on my flank"
>she's hardly trying to look at me and I'm looking at her. "I'm not doing... well..."
>I'm unpacking a potato bag from my saddlebag, put it under her. not saying a word
>She just fell. I'm putting her inside the bag, still checking if no pony is crossing by.
>everything goes according to the plan.