One Month Later

Silver sat at his desk and sighed to himself as he started to read the next case file. Being the lead of the small Ponyville police department had its perks, but paperwork had always been the bane of his existence. He still found his eyes lingering to a small stool on the side that he still hadn’t bothered to throw out, and in his peripherals thought he saw an orange man sitting there with a clipboard in hand. Snails wasn’t there though, and never would be, not unless a princess annulled him or something. Maybe I should talk to–

Knock, knock.

He glanced up and said, “Come in, but make it quick.” He almost choked on his words when the long white coat of a Princess Twilight Sparkle came into view. The mare had been pretty before, and the change from sweaters to lab coats had somehow increased her appeal to him. That, or I just like the mystery of what might be underneath. Wow, can I really not remember accurately from only five years ago? He stood and performed a stiff bow that she waved away.

“I am merely here to ask about a forced reformation notice I was sent a month ago. A warning that my services might be necessary? I only remember it now because Babbling wanted a second opinion on some facts a suspect had told her, and my mind had wandered.”

Silver nodded solemnly. “The charges were dropped. In fact, I was hoping you might look into the young man and his current relationship and see about wiping his record clean so he may come back to the force.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “A dirty cop that deserves possible forced reformation, a process that requires the stunting of one’s mental faculties and change of personality, and all of a sudden the police chief wants the record wiped? I mean no offense, but this sounds a little fishy.”

He bit into his cheek and leaned back into his chair. “I suppose it does. I suppose it does.” He paused and glanced into the princesses eyes and felt a chill go down his spine. “I suppose you now want the details of the case.”

“Yes.”

Silver ran his hands through his hair before letting out a deep breath. “For one month’s time, the perpetrator Snails had kidnapped, raped, and proceeded to mentally break the victim Trixie Lulamoon. However, when put into custody, Trixie passed mental evaluation and was given the option to press charges. She did not and they now live on the edge of town in Snails’ home. Most consider this proof of his crimes. However, neither one seems to be sad or harmed by the events in anyway.”

Twilight turned on her heel. “I refuse to believe that, and as the princess of friendship and sister-in-law to the princess of love, I cannot allow this to be the end of the case. Good day Sergeant Silver, and next time, contact me sooner.”

Silver opened his mouth, but could form no protest before Twilight slammed the door violently. He slipped back into his chair as he muttered the question, “What have I done?”

Author's Note

Originally a sequel was planned. Unfortunately, the author couldn't find the drive or want to write it and has thus cancelled t. I'm sorry.