Miss Jackson

"Hey um, Twilight?"

Twilight turned away from the window to the sound of Trixie's voice. "Yeah, what is it?"

"I found that mare we were looking for."

Twilight straightened her back, surprise in her eyes. "Show me."

The two unicorns were treading down the street to a fancy looking house. It was probably the nicest house in the town. When they approached the door, Twilight noticed it was called Carousel Boutique. The sign in the window read: CLOSED.

The door opened with the ring of a bell. Hoofsteps could be heard coming towards them.

"Did you read the sign? We're closed." The voice sounded as if it belonged to a pony who belonged in Canterlot, not Ponyville.

A white unicorn with purple mane turned the corner. To Twilight, she was beautiful. But in a slight slut way. No matter, she was still beautiful.

"Oh, it's just you," the unicorn said to Trixie. She glanced at Twilight. "I see you've brought a friend."

"This is Miss Rarity, Twilight," Trixie introduced. "Miss, this is Investigator Twilight Sparkle."

Rarity looked Twilight over before sighing. "I suppose this will take long." She floated a drink to her muzzle. "Follow me darling."

The three unicorns settled down in what Twilight assumed the living room. Trixie and Twilight took the couch while Rarity sat across from them in a chair.

Rarity took a sip of her drink. "Okay, what is that you want."

"I've heard you've interacted with the Law Breaker," Twilight began.

"Indeed I have."

Trixie began her writing.

"When and how many times, exactly?"

"Three times now. All happened five days ago. You're a little late, darling," Rarity chuckled.

Twilight frowned. "And who is this pony?"

"Ha! I thought you would've came up with a better way to get it out of me. Don't you wish you did know," Rarity said.

Twilight smirked. "As soon as I saw your face I knew you would never give me a direct answer. It was no use to beat around the bush."

Twilight saw Rarity's eyes glimmer with surprise.

"Can you describe them then?" Twilight continued.

"I can. But not in too much detail. Otherwise your little game would not be much fun then, now would it?" Rarity batted her eyelashes.

"Her mane glowed in the sunlight, along with her eyes. Her eyes are wide and bright." Rarity pondered for a moment. "And seductive."

Trixie's pen scratched against the paper. Twilight never took her eyes off Rarity. "Her?"

Rarity hesitated for the slightest moment. "Yes, her."

Trixie wrote that down as well, Rarity continued. "Her fur is silky soft, and practically made of muscle. Quite fun if you know what I mean." she winked.

"Can you give me a name?" Twilight pressed.

Rarity hesitated before leaning in. She smelled of cigarettes and vanilla. "Miss Jackson."

Back in the hotel, Twilight lit up a cigarette as Trixie searched for the pony Rarity named.

"There's no pony with the first name Jackson, Twilight," Trixie reported.

Of course Rarity would not give her an easy name. She promised to be indirect.

But they did know one thing, it was a mare. In all honesty, Twilight did not expect a mare.

"Damnit. What's the closet to Jackson then?" Twilight asked from the balcony.

"Um...Applejack. She's right here in this town too"

Twilight took a drag. "Then we'll find her tomorrow."

The next day, Twilight and Trixie trotted down the dirt path to the farm Sweet Apple Acres.

There was a big red barn and a house next to it. Twilight took the latter on which to knock on.

When the door opened, Twilight expected to see a pony around her height standing there; but that wasn't the case. Looking down, Twilight saw a small fully with red mane staring up at her.

"Hello there, could you please bring Applejack to us?" Normally, Twilight would've showed her badge, but she wasn't sure if the filly was old enough to understand. She never had a younger sibling.

"Sure," the filly responded in a country accent. Seconds later, she returned with an orange earth pony with blond mane and a brown cowboy hat to top it off. She was quite pretty.

When the filly left with a slam of a door, the mare's green eyes looked from Trixie to Twilight.

"What do y'all want?"

Twilight and Trixie showed their badges in unison. "Investigators of the royal Guard. May we ask a few questions?" Twilight asked.

The pony sighed. "Sure. But not here. Follow me," she said in an accent as well. She lead them to the big red barn.

"So what did y'all want to ask me? Oh, and ah'm Applejack."

"Head Investigator Twilight Sparkle. And this is Deputy Trixie Lunamoon," Twilight gestured to her partner. Trixie nodded stiffly.

"So ah'm guessing y'all are from Canterlot?" Applejack guessed.

"Indeed we are. We're here to investigate the Law Breaker crime," Trixie said.

"So ah figured," Applejack huffed.

Twilight blinked in surprise. "How would you know? Not many ponies know of it."

"It's because ah've met her."

"So you aren't her?" Trixie said.

"Nope. Ah'm not. Who told you ah was?" Applejack asked.

"Miss Rarity."

Applejack's ears flattened with annoyance. "'Course she would."

"But...is she still Miss Jackson?" Trixie asked.

"Yup. But that's her last name," Applejack said.

"Well then we're done here." Twilight got up to return to the hotel for more research.

"Wait! Aren't ah gonna get like a punishment or somethin'?"

Trixie and Twilight exchanged a glance.

"Did you have a sexual encounter?"

"Perhaps."

Twilight only shrugged. "The system is messed up."

With that, the unicorns left.