The Fragrance Of Dark Ponies

"A guard, you say..." Godot murmured. The prosecutor had handled defendants that ranged from waitresses to masked criminals, but a guard? He could tell Luna was taking it hard on herself. She kept staring at the window with her aqua blue eyes, hoping tears wouldn't come out.

"Yes," Luna replied bluntly, with her voice starting to crack. "But that is not even the worst part. The worst part is..." Godot leaned in.

"Come on, tell ol' Godot."

"He was currently...dating one of our princesses." Godot spitted out his coffee laughing, spilling it all over the sofa.

"Mr. Godot! This is no laughing matter!" Luna scolded. But all Godot did was lower the volume of his laughter. "The defendant is..."

"The defense attorney's girlfriend!  Predictable, Miss Mare! Heh...looks like you got yourself a scandal!"

"How did you know?"

"I've seen people who have some crazy reasons to become lawyers. Revenge, fame, hell even love."

"Why did you become an attorney?" Luna asked, sitting down next to Godot.

"At first, you know, it was for the money. Meet some pretty señoritas, maybe. But then, on my first case, my boss, Grossberg, he taught me what it really meant to be a lawyer. Our duties, they're to find the truth. Nothing more, nothing less. That day he taught me two things: the former and once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains must be the truth. But I digress. It's about time we investigate the crime scene."

"Agreed." Luna lifted herself, and Godot, quite literally, off the couch. "You know, perhaps it would be better if you learned to walk."

"Whatever you say, Miss Mare." Luna let go of Godot and she gently descended him towards the floor. "Hold on, I can do this myself."

"Take my hoof." Luna extended her hoof to the masked prosecutor. Godot reluctantly took it. Her hoof surprisingly was very smooth, almost like it had been cleaned a second ago. Godot stood up and slowly but surely let go of Luna. "That is a good start. Here is the difficult part. You must move your upper left leg in sync with your lower left leg. Do the same with your right ones."

"You must think you're teaching a baby to walk, eh?" Godot grunted as he struggled to keep his balance.

"Not at all. This is like...teaching someone your native language!" Godot was starting to get the hang of it. His legs were like gears in a clock, continuously moving in order. Suddenly he tripped and started to fall. "Mr. Godot!"

Godot felt the same smoothness he felt earlier. He looked up, and saw that Luna caught him with her own front legs. The two looked at each other for a few seconds before Godot broke the silence. "Well...I guess I messed up pretty badly."

"Nonsense!" Luna said as she abruptly separated herself from Godot. "You were adequate, especially for a beginner. Besides, it was only a few minutes of practice. We'll practice more later, for now we had better head to the investigation scene." She walked to the carriage, trying to hide her blushing.

"Heh...still got it, Diego." Godot followed her.

A green and purple dragon ran through the castle, checking every nook and cranny for some evidence. The room was filled with wooden fences and yellow tape. He stopped for a few seconds to pant and breathe. Then, he spotted his best friend, Twilight Sparkle, Princess Of Friendship.

"Spike! Did you find anything?" Twilight said hopefully.

"Sorry, Twi. There wasn't that much that could help us. We could try tomorrow!" Spike replied.

"Spike, there is no tomorrow because the trial is t-"

"Excuse me, Twilight, am I interrupting something?" Luna walked onto the crime scene.

"Oh! Princess Luna, we weren't expecting your arrival. Are you the prosecutor for this case?" Twilight asked.

"No. He is." Godot, in a new light brown vest, walked next to Luna and drank a whole mug of coffee in one gulp. Twilight was confused. She had never seen someone with a visor before. Maybe it was just a weird fashion choice.

"Is he a robot!?" Spike blurted.

"Be polite, Spike," Twilight scolded. "I'm Twilight Sparkle. Pleased to meet you, Mr......"

"Godot. You'll do well to remember it, Sprinkles," Godot remarked.

"'Sprinkles'?" Twilight murmured.

"Me and Miss Mare'll take over from here." Luna nodded.

"B-but w-"

"You had your chance, now you'd best be prepared for tomorrow's trial." Twilight and Spike did as they were told and left the scene.

"Twi, can I get a mask like that?" Spike asked Twilight on their way out. Their voices drowned out as they left Godot's sight. The white haired man turned pony looked carefully at the area.

"It looks like they searched everything, Mr. Godot," Luna said.

"Wait..." Godot spotted a glimmer, hidden in some dust. "I think I found something." Luna immediately ran over to his position. Godot wiped the dust and found a knife. "If we can find some...hoofprints or something...add it together with the autopsy report...we can blow this case right open."

"I was provided with the autopsy report beforehand. We've done all we can here, I'm afraid. We should head to my quarters and aquaint you with this world's laws. The last time we had a stranger come here without learning how this place works...well...it was a tad...humorous."

"Wright, you must have left one hell of an impression..." Godot thought.