Firstly, Lords and Ladies, I would like to disclose a simple disclaimer. This story here? Is not my own, oh I wrote it, but the characters and on-goings belong to the one and only Hoopy Mcgee. (Who graciously blessed off on this.) If you haven't read his works, then shame on you!! Not really, but they are highly recommended not only for their quality, but their intrigue... Now, please enjoy a little one shot I whipped up out of respect for the ol' Hoopy, with his permission of course.

The Original Story
School of Hardknocks

This isn't where I belong. I left all this behind years ago, moved on with my life. But a mare from my past brought me back, and now she won't let me go. So I'm stuck here, trying to make the best of it with ponies that don't understand me, don't even like me. But when something moves in the darkness, and when things go wrong in the cold, dead night, they'll turn to me to try to set things right.

Why? Because once a police pony, always a police pony.