Cupcakes For Pinkie Pie Part 1
When several ponies go missing and the only clues left at the site are a few strands of pink hair suspicions turn to Pinkie Pie, but just what is the party pony up to. Surely nothing sinister...so where did the missing ponies go?
Officer Truth'n Justice was a older unicorn Stallion, with a light blue coat, a deeper navy mane and a small police cap on his head. His cutie mark was a gold shield. There was a off white and yellow Pegasus mare as his partner with the scales of justice as her cutie mark. Much like most of Ponyville they represented the bulk of their field, police work. The last of their group, Chief Night Hooves was manning the station as the pair investigated the crime scene, a eerily silent house with no signs of pony life, though several chairs were upturned, clearly there had been a scuffle.
"Find anything Justice?" The mare asked as she held a a magnifying glass in her mouth inspecting the door. "No sign of forced entry here."
"Nothing yet Due Proce..." he stopped, bending low, his horn aglow as he levitated less then a hoof full of pink hairs from the ground, levitating out next a small plastic bag to slip them into. "Pinkie Pie?" he whispered.
Noteing her partner's hushed voice and sudden stop Due Process made her way over.
"Look familiar to you?" He questioned as he levitated the bag up to eye level of his partner.
"Pinkmina?"
He nodded, "Doesn't all add up, but there's the evidence. Pinkie must have grabbed these ponies but for what reason, it's been days? Surly any party must be long over."
"Her name wasn't Shirley!" Pinkie Pie's head and neck suddenly appear at the edge of their vision, the top edge, a small package in her mouth. "It was Colgate."
Both Police Ponies jumped back, "Ms. Pie! Don't do that." Due Process near shouted as her heart began to beat again.
The rest of Pinkie drop into view a moment later, again from the top edge of their vision. She set her package down and looked around a moment, "Where is Colgate anyway?"
"That is what we would like to know," Officer Justice said levitating up the baggie. "Ms. Pie your going to have to come with us. That is unless of course you'll just tell us what you did with Ms. Colgate and the 4 other missing ponies."
Pinkie Pie blinked several times, "I was just delivering her cupcakes. I haven't seen her since this morning."
Officer Justice waved the baggie in the air, "Then why is your hair at the crime scene?"
Pinkie blinks then narrowed her eyes at the baggie, her tongue suddenly shooting out to envelope the baggie and pulling it back into her muzzle. After chewing on it a moment she opened her muzzle her tough rolling out a impossible distance with the two hair sitting on it. "Well your right it is my hair."
"Tampering with police evidence is a serious offense," Due Process began, "Now our only lead has been..." she caught herself, "Wait you admit it was you?"
"It's my hair but It wasn't me!" Suddenly Pinking was behind and between them, the hairs floating back to the ground as she wrapped her hooves around the two police ponies, "Oooooooh Maybe it was clones! Or Vampires! Or Ninjas! Or Robots! Or Robot Clone Ninja Vampires!"
A pair of hoofcuffs telekinetic slapped over her forehooves. "I'm afraid Ms. Pie your going to have to wait at the station while we talk to Mr. and Mrs. Cake."
"You can't!" Pinkie shouted, "They're out of town!"
"Then we won't need a warrant to investigate Sugercube Corner." Officer Justice said calmly.
"Or you could just tell us where you took the missing ponies," Due Process insisted.
"I didn't take anypony!" Pinkie protested as they lead her away, "It was the the 3 legged pony! I've been framed!"
Behind the iron bars of the Ponyville detention cell Pinkie's exuberance and hair had deflated, her colors muted. She was the only pony in lock up and there wasn't even a guard to keep her company. So when she heard the heavy metal door of the cell block open and Rainbow Dash fly in she immediately perked up, both in demeanor and physical form.
"Rainbow Dash!" she shouted with excitement!
"Pinkie! I heard what happened!" Dash said flying over to the bars "What is this about you kidnapping other ponies?"
"It wasn't me," Pinkie paused, tilting her head as she looked sideways, "Well it was me. But not."
Rainbow Dash went derp eyed and rubbed the bridge of her nose with a forehoof. "This is no time for randomness Pinkie Pie...Look Pinkie I'm sure the police ponies will get to the bottom of this, just hang in there." Dash plopped herself on the floor next to the cell door. "I'll just wait here until it's they make me go."
Pinkie Pie's lip began to quiver as she wrapped her arms and soon the rest of her body around Rainbow Dash (outside the cell), "Thank you Rainbow Dash!" Tear flowing freely, "You're a good friend."
By the time Rainbow Dash was released Pinkie was back in her cell smiling. Which made her only that much more confused. "Wait did you just..."
Pinkie leaned on the door with a big grin, it swung open and she face planted onto the floor, "They really need to fix that lock." She said scrambling back to her hooves and closing the cell door.
"Wait if the lock is broken why haven't you just...left?" Rainbow Dash asked confused.
"Silly pony then they would know I'm guilty!"
"Officer Justice!" Officer Due Process called to her partner, causing him to come running out of the kitchen, a bit of sugar and frosting still on his muzzle.
"Investigating the cupcakes sir?" she chuckled.
Truth'n Justice sheepishly wiped the evidence from his muzzle with a telekinetically lifted napkin from a near table. "I Uh..." he coughed to regain his dignity and change the subject. "What did you find?"
Due Process pointed a forehoof at the door to the cellar, "It's locked sir."
Truth'n Justice levitated a screwdriver and bobypin from his saddlebags, "Won't take more then a moment partner."
The satisfying click of tumblers falling into place took less then a minute and the door opened, greeting the ponies with the stench of burned meat. Telekenetically holding a rag to his muzzle Truth'n Justice went first as Due Process held one to her nose with a forehoof and took flight. As they reached the bottom they saw a slaughterhouse that made their stomach turn on end.
"By Celestia," Truth'n Justice whispered.
Just then the door to the upstairs shut and the tumblers locked.
"I see some nosy ponies have come to the party early," The voice was familiar, but that was impossible, the owner was in lock up.
Officer Truth'n Justice telekenitically drew his firearm just as a familiar pink pony descended the stair wearing a patchwork coat of many colors with 3 different sets of wings stitched into the back.
"That's alright," Pinkie Pie said as she began licking a large butcher knife with a impossibly long tongue, "I can always make a extra special batch of cupcakes."
End...for now.