Cozy and Cheshire exchanged a long look to the effect of "how much gold dust has this guy been huffing?" The Gold King though clearly noticed. "Ah, non-believers! I assume you had no idea what you were unleashing?" Cheshire shook her head. "Nope! Whatever you are though, King Midas, we're gonna put you back." Cozy huffed. "Whatever." The Gold King tapped his muzzle with a distinctive clinking. "Midas... I like that! Thank you, ape. For that, you've earn a special privilege." Cozy scoffed. "Thanks but no thanks. I ain't getting NO-PONY get their hooves on MY rightful Kingdom!" The newly dubbed Midas turned to her with a glare. "No honours for you then. Now to-"
"What in the name of Celestia is goi-" The Guard did a double take as he saw the solid gold Pony before him. "I... Who are you?!" In perhaps the dumbest decision of all time, the Guard swung open the door and glared at Midas. "Ah, one of Celestia's mooks. As slow as ever to react." The Guard, having completely missed Cozy and Cheshire's presence in his panic, drew a sword. "Toothpicks won't hurt me." The Guard snarled and charged but Midas stayed put, smiling and it soon became clear why. THe moment the Guard stepped on gold, he stopped and couldn't budge. "What?!" He looked down and dropped his sword. "WHAT?!" Solid gold was travelling up along his legs, hardening and consuming them and quickly engulfing his armour. "HELP ME! HELP ME, PLEASE! HELP ME, SOME-PO-" The gold consumed his head, leaving a blank and smooth surface for a face whilst the mane became like spikes. "Excellent." The Guard bowerd to Midas. "Excellent..."
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