The End pt 5 "If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see"

Twilight, Rarity, and Buckshot slowly stepped down into the basement. The smell of bleach was overwhelming. But not as overwhelming as the site. Even with Derpy's warnings, nothing could have prepared the Princess and her friend for this. The site of pony bodies taxidermied in the corner, skulls aligned on shelves, Innards strewn around the room like horrific party decorations. A blood drawn message on the wall reading "Life is a Party"

Most horrific of all was Pinkie, slumped in the corner on a broken table, wearing a suit that looked made of pony fur, no pony cutie marks, it also had several pegasus wings sewn on and a necklace of Unicorn horns.

Rarity felt like she was going to hurl, She distinctly remembered teaching Pinkie how to sew materials together at her request a month ago. Is this why she'd asked?

"Don't touch anything, This is a crime scene," The cop said redundantly as neither Rarity nor twilight had any plans to touch anything in this room.

"We aren't sure how many, Princess," The cop explained, "However if we assume every victim is in that dress, about 25 victims."

"Thank you," said twilight quietly. She looked like she was fighting to not cry.

There was a long silence as the three just took the horrors in. A silence broken by the cop.

"Princess, I don't blame you, and I doubt anyone who knew Pinkie and how she was will too," Buckshot began apprehensively, "However when this reaches press outside of Ponyville, Ponies that didn't know her, the fact that one of yours did all this, It's gonna be bad, ma'am"

"I know, I'll be ready," Twilight said resolutely.

'Are they really discussing her public image... now?' Rarity thought, a little annoyed, She looked back at pinkie's body and thought 'What happened to you, I'm so sorry I didn't notice, I should have seen something was wrong and gotten you help, something must have done this to you'.

Rarity noticed that Twilight and Buckshot were leaving the room, deep in conversation, and so she swiftly followed, not wanting to be left alone down in that place. And once again the Body of Pinkimina Diane Pie was left alone, in the dark and silence.

Once at the top Rarity saw the Chief walking over to Twilight, where they both sat down at one of the bakery's many vacant tables.

"Alright let's get this over with," The chief said gruffly, "Princess as a close friend of the suspect," The word suspect was clearly just a formality as it was clear guilt, "I need to ask you some questions,"

Twilight nodded and prepared herself.

"Now I understand if you need some time before we do this, this can't be easy to..."

"No!" twilight cut off sharply, "I am fine to do this now"

Rarity assumed her turn would be next as she watched, sitting down at the next table over.

"Now just understand these questions are not trying to trap you and you are not required to answer them if you choose not to, And please don't be offended, I'm not trying to trap you, I just need to cover all my basis." The Sheriff prefaced.

"I understand how this works sir," Twilight replied, Rarity did not know how she was staying so calm.

The sheriff nodded to Buckshot who got out a notepad to transcribe the questioning.

"Okay Princess, Were you aware of the killing performed by miss Pinkimina Diane Pie?" He asked.

"I had no idea this was happening," twilight answered.

"Did you notice anything odd with Pinkimina over the past few months? Anything out of the ordinary?"

"I mean Pinkies always been eccentric, So she has always done odd things, But nothing out of her ordinary, she seemed the same as ever," Twilight Answered again.

"So there was absolutely no signs of her becoming this monster?"

Rarity felt a rise of anger, "She wasn't a monster, obviously, something was done to her you must know that. She would never of her own accord do this. Some villain..." Rarity trailed off at the glare both the Sheriff and Twilight were giving her at her interruption.

Twilight spoke up sternly, "I'm sorry Rarity what was this that you know? Please show me the proof you gathered."

Rarity was taken aback, but she fired back, "We know that she was our friend and a good pony, We know that she was worthy of wielding the elements."

Twilight countered, "WE KNOW THAT 25 PONIES ARE DEAD, INCLUDING A LITTLE FILLY, why don't you go and find her parents and tell them about how innocent you think her killer is."

The Sherriff signaled to Buckshot to stop writing, this didn't need to be in the public record.

"Do you actually believe Pinkie would have done that? That she could have?" Rarity questioned.

"Well, we both just saw the bodies so I'm gonna go with a yes."

The two mares were inches apart, "What are you princess of again, Friendship right? way to live up to it." Rarity scolded.

"Alright say your right, say she was controlled or corrupted or anything else, What difference does it make?" Twilight said

"It makes a world of difference to her"

"SHE'S DEAD RARITY," Twilight screamed.

"I KNOW" rarity responded matching tone, then quieter, "But I don't want her remembered for this, she was a good pony, this shouldn't have to be her legacy."

"I'm sorry Rarity, Your probably right but... Mind control magic, it's cast on the soul, when a pony dies the soul is gone, there is no way to prove she was influenced, or disprove it." Twilight said honestly, "And which conclusion do you think the angry public is gonna take?"

Rarity just looked down, unable to provide the answer.

"This is going to shake Equestria's trust in the government, especially us, the elements, We who protected the nation from most threats. that one of us could do this... we just need to play this safe Rarity, I need to mitigate the damage, and I can't do that if I appear week, and if they think I'm delusional... that I'd refuse to accept the hard truth before me... I'm sorry Rarity but... She's dead ok, I need to protect the living"

Rarity still didn't like it but she couldn't think of anything to rebut in it. "I think I'll head back to the hospital, Officers sorry but I think I'm gonna need some time before questioning,"

"That's fine." The Sheriff said. Rarity left as Twilight sat back down, "now where were we."

Author's Note

The fifth chapter... yeah it sucks as much as the last 4 sorry.

I would really really still love an explanation on how to indent on this site, tho if I don't get one I guess this will just become a running joke with each chapter... which I guess is also fine.

God all this flowed so much better in my head. I hope at least one person enjoys this in the ether. please feel free to comment and like or dislike or whatever you want. Why can't it just jump out from my head into words exactly how I saw it?

I will be going back to change all references to "chief of police" in the last few chapters to "sheriff"