The Adventures of the Illustrious Epiphany Q. : Who Framed Pinkie?

After interviewing around three ponies, all who confirmed they hadn't seen Pinkie by the punch bowl, I made up my mind to consult the sheriff about my lead.

"Sheriff!" I called to her. She turned her head.

"Oh, Ms. Q, I was about to go find you,"she said, very upset.

"About the case--" I began.

"I know. You are such a great detective to have found out without forensics' help,"the sheriff cut in.

"What? No,I--" The sheriff smiled softly.

"Now, don't be modest. The forensic scientist found a few stray pink hairs and hoofprints belonging to a certain party pony. Congrats, Epiphany. We did it. Case closed." I froze, my brain taking in the information.Pinkie was the killer...

"So, you're going to arrest her?" The sheriff nodded.

"We'll take it from here. Thanks for all the help."

"Y-yeah. No problem," I said, still dumbstruck. There was no way Pinkie could murder someone for competition....right?

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"Soooo.... Pinkie's DNA was found at the crime scene?"my friend, Gentle Storm said as he watched me use my unicorn horn to pack a bag.

"Uh-huh," I nodded, not looking up.

" And everything basically points to her being the murderer?"

"Yup."

"The poison was even found in her house?"

"Yessir."

" And yet, you're still going to Manhattan to follow this 'lead' that has already been proven incorrect?"

"Affirmative." Storm chuckled.

" I will never understand you." I zipped closed my suitcase and smiled at him.

" I'm not yours to understand," I said before preparing to leave my room. Gentle Storm followed me out.

"Promise me you'll be careful if this....idea turns out to be true, " he said seriously.

" Trust me, I will."