Author's Note

That outfit looks positively stunning on you, Scyphi!

Rarity's disguise got her selected for the jury anyway, because having the views and opinions of a jury bench was somehow relevant to the trial?

"Miss Jury Bench, are you present?" the judge droned in a way that could only possibly be dreamt up by the delusions of a sleep-deprived author who knows next to nothing about jury duty. "You are a special case today in the selection of this jury, as this trial pertains to the crimes accused of a bench manufacturer. As a bench bearing the marks of manufacture from this factory, this case is especially relevant to you."

Rarity quivered in her wooden boots.

~~idk how to continue this~~

"Hearsay! It is all hearsay!" the ponified factory shouted. "Not a single beautiful bench was ever harmed by myself or my associates!"

The actual jury bench creaked loudly before abruptly collapsing due to poor construction, leaving in its wake a large crater that somehow tunneled through to the other side of the planet, through the moon, and two other planets that happened to be in the area.