A/N: The HEAVY DUTY shipping begins in Chapter 5. In this chapter, Celestia meets Luna while L meets Kira. VERY SHIPPY FLUTTERTWI SNEAK PEEK AT END! Nuff said. Enjoy!
Characters Revealed So Far:
Twilight Sparkle as…Light Yagami
Princess Celestia as…Ryuk
Princess Luna as…L
Fluttershy as…Misa Amane
Rainbow Dash, Soarin, Pinkie Pie, Fleur de Lis as…Kira Investigation Unit
Spike as…Sayu Yagami
OCS and Guest Stars
Sephiroth as…Rem
Genesis Rhapsodos as…Himself
Angeal Hewley as…Jealous
Commander Savage as…Souichiro Yagami
Blue as…Watari
-Shadesque
Chapter 3: Loveless
"YAHOO! I did it!"
Celestia, for some reason, dodged a champagne cork that whizzed past her left ear when she could just as easily phased through it.
Twilight took another deep draught from her cup, and then continued to drink the frothy golden liquid. Alcohol slopped down the sides of her mouth and down her chest.
"Ahh…that feels so good!"
"Repeating my rather obvious inference, my faithful student, Twilight, I think you're drunk."
"I think you, for one, have sexy legs. But do you see me complaining about it?"
She fired a beam of energy at a book on her bedside table, transforming it into a pile of shiny crimson apples with bright, waxen skins. Teleporting them over to rest by her leg, she kicked them one by one at the delighted Death God.
To Celestia's dismay, the interior of each fruit was pulpy and unpalatable, just like…
"Ugh! Paper?"
"GOTCHA!"
Celestia spat out a gob of the dummy apple, where it spontaneously combusted in midair.
"To tell you the truth, the apples in Nothingness, the place where I came from taste just like that too. I wonder how Genesis eats them all the time…"
Twilight looked puzzled.
"Who?"
"Nevermind."
Somepony was knocking on Twilight's door.
"Um…Light? Twilight, are you there?"
More like somedragon.
"Ah! Spike! Come in, come in!"
A rather nonplussed silence seemed to emanate from the other end of the heavy oaken door.
"Miss Sparkle, the door's locked."
Grunting, Twilight got off her chair and answered the door with a psychotic grin.
"SPIIKE!"
The preteen dragon groaned. When Twilight got drunk, things got ugly.
"Come in! I have presents!"
The door was hurriedly shut behind them.
Genesis Rhapsodos sat in the middle of the desert in solitude. He called up a wind, and felt the refreshing breeze tousle his mane. With renewed vigor, he felt himself become one with the Pool again.
One minute; two minutes passed.
"AAAARGH!"
He was violently thrown back from the Pool in arcs and waves of silver energy, to land with a crash on his wing and on the wrong end of his book.
"Oof…Not again?"
He picked himself up, and stretched out his wing to its full six-meter span, more than double of both Celestia's wings combined.
With an upward flourish of his horn, the dust blew off his coat, leaving it in its initial rose-red condition.
Ignoring the pain in his side where Loveless had clearly bruised him, he stared at the clouds.
His horn sparked, and just as Sephiroth had done before, the Moon appeared in the sky.
Genesis suddenly felt incredibly unstable, overtaken by emotion.
"Ngh…GRAAAAAAAH!"
At his command, the sky filled with moons, of varying size and color. They expanded and contorted, soon the ceiling of perpetual night was invisible, obscured by the celestial bodies that the enraged God made.
"Why can't I see her? Why is everything obscured by that accursed static?"
He collapsed on his knees; his mouth opened and closed for a few moments, unable to say anything. The words that flowed mellifluously from the poet's tongue like boundless rivers of ambrosia and honey were stuck in his throat. He took out Loveless, and flipped to a random page. Reciting the text, he tried to calm himself down.
"My friend, do you fly away now, to a world that abhors you and I?"
His voice strained and cracked; he was so tired.
Tens and tens of times he had tried to scry that crazy mare, each time the static thwarted him. It was like an annoying buzz at first that prevented him from hearing her voice, a grey barrier that blocked her body from view. Then he would be drawn back into the distant past, back to that memory where they last parted ways…
The static would then peak, and then he would be forcibly ejected from the Pool.
He waved a hoof in the air, and the moons disappeared. With the lack of light, Nothingness seemed even more silent, although there wasn't any sound to begin with.
"I wonder how Sephiroth's doing."
Genesis looked at how far the Seeing-Pool was from where he was standing. His wing was hurt, and it would take him about five minutes to walk back. The feeling of hopeless solitude overtook him again.
"Well, this sucks."
"Well, this sucks."
"And I call him King Arthur, because his feathers look so regal! Don't you agree, Mr. Seph…Sephi…?"
Sephiroth floated the phoenix doll away from Fluttershy's hooves as she reclined against his wing.
"I think Sephiroth is a bit of a mouthful."
Sephiroth looked at the yellow pegasus filly.
"Well, what would you like to call me?"
Fluttershy leaned against the soft down that covered a part of Sephiroth's wing.
"You gave me sacred knowledge, descending from the sky. And your wing is so beautiful, unlike anything I've seen before. And you have a wonderful mane…"
She nuzzled a little into the wing, which curled around her a little.
"I think I'll call you Angel."
She stroked Sephiroth's wing, and cuddled up to it.
"I'm sleepy, Mr. Angel. Will you tell me a bedtime story?"
Sephiroth sighed. He understood why Angeal would fall for this one.
"Alright, Fluttershy."
He cleared his throat.
"Once upon a time, there were three unicorn friends. They were all colts in the army, and they were respected and feared by everypony."
Sephiroth realized that Fluttershy was now covering her face with her mane and shaking.
"F…feared?"
Sephiroth gently brushed her mane away from her eyes, and continued in the gentlest voice he could muster.
"They were the very best of friends, and one day, as they were sparring, one of the friends, who wore a long and shiny red cloak, was hurt."
Fluttershy gasped.
"Oh…oh, my. Did he get better?"
Sephiroth shook his head sadly.
"He just got worse and worse. Soon enough, that colt left the army, his thick, chocolate-colored mane had started to become grey, and his fur had started to fall out. He became angry and jealous of the other two friends, one who used a large and heavy sword, and another who had glowing eyes like emeralds."
"Like yours, Mr. Angel?"
Sephiroth couldn't help but smile.
"Yes, just like mine."
"The angry colt realized he had a disease because an evil scientist messed his insides up, and he grew a single grey wing from his left shoulder, one that was larger than any wing, pegasus or alicorn."
Fluttershy stretched out her wings to look at their size. It suddenly became apparent to Sephiroth that her wings were fragile and petite, and it didn't look like she used them often.
"Soon, another friend, the one who used the big sword, began to feel his shoulder hurt too. Months later, a creamy white wing burst from his right shoulder blade, and believing himself to have become a monster, he fled the army too."
Sephiroth cleared his throat, which suddenly seemed to have stuck itself, and continued.
"The last friend was heartbroken. Leading the army, he tried to find his two best friends in the whole wide world, but to no avail. Instead, another young colt by the name of Zack Fair found them first, and battled them both. The unicorn with the big sword didn't want to live anymore because he would never be able to live as a normal pony again, so he killed himself and gave his sword to Zack, who was his student. Believing the red cloaked pony to be at fault, Zack Fair went to find him."
"Then did he find him?"
"Almost. But the pony in the cloak found the heartbroken unicorn first, and told him that they would still be friends, no matter what. However he had bad news, and he told the pony with the shining eyes that he was probably a monster like them too."
Sephiroth calmed himself down, and then continued.
"The heartbroken colt didn't believe him, and sought the answers for himself. Ss he found the evil scientist, and with his powerful magic they fought, till the scientist told him the truth. He was told, from young, that his mother was named Jenova, that she died when giving birth to him."
Fluttershy's eyes widened.
"The poor thing!"
"But she was very much alive. Because she was the real monster. She had no fur, and her mane was long and silver. Her eyes glowed, but they were pink, and they could kill you if you looked at them. And the scientist told the unicorn that he was a clone of her, that he wasn't even her real son."
Sephiroth sniffed; why had he even told her this story?
"The heartbroken pony grew a dark black wing from his left shoulder. His rage and hate was even deeper than the pony in the cloak. Insane, he called meteors from the sky and burned down a whole town along with the laboratory."
"Eep!"
"Yes, 'eep' indeed. Finally, he crossed blades with Zack Fair, who tried to stop him. Zack won, and he tossed him into a pool of toxic waste, killing him instantly."
He looked at Fluttershy's horrified expression, slightly bemused.
"But this story has a happy ending. Later, Zack fought the pony in the red cloak and killed him, but not before the cloaked pony realized what he did was wrong, and he asked for forgiveness. After he died, the three friends were reunited in heaven, and tasked to look after a beautiful, almost perfect world."
He nudged Fluttershy in the nose.
"Yours."
Fluttershy's eyes widened.
"A poem was what kept their hearts and minds together. Would you like me to read it to you?"
Fluttershy nodded enthusiastically, not in the least bit sleepy.
"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess, we seek it thus and take it to the sky…"
"Twilight, are you alright?"
His sister sat him down on her bed and covered his head up to his shoulders in her duvet. Annoyed, Spike sat back up, only to have a veritable mountain of magazines dumped on his lap.
Twilight sat down too, and her expression turned deadly serious.
"Spike, you and I both know you're a growing boy."
Spike really didn't like where this was going.
"Okay…?"
Twilight tossed him a copy of Playcolt from the top of the stack.
"That's exactly why you should read these more often. The sooner you grow up, the better."
Spike turned the cover to reveal a mare wearing…well…nothing.
"Ugh! I don't think this is a good time, sis…"
Twilight checked her clock.
"Yes, it's late. So SCAT!"
She opened the door and threw him out, followed by the magazines.
"Night night!"
The next morning was pleasant and sunny with just a slight breeze coming in through her open window, but Twilight was neither in the physical nor mental state to appreciate it.
"Twilight!" Her mother called from the bottom of the stairs.
"Today's the university tryouts! I've made you scrambled eggs and toast, so come on down once you've changed!"
"T…today?"
"I warned you," Celestia mocked, now invisible.
Twilight hurriedly rummaged through her drawers, throwing out all manners of stationery and useless knickknacks like keychains and bracelets till she found a small clear bottle about half-full with pills. Taking several of the clean white tablets, she swallowed them whole, grimacing as a stubborn one dissolved on her tongue, the acrid flavor assailing her tastebuds.
She shook out her voice, coughing and wheezing. But after that, her gaze was more focused, her voice more determined, her hangover gone.
"Let's go. We have an exam to ace. And for the record, Celestia, you didn't warn me."
"You have to let me have some of that stuff sometime."
The outside of the university was flocked by stallions and mares of many walks of life, with one unanimously shared goal, to get into the top university in Manehattan, Coltford. With it's seemingly rather sexist name, Coltford was named after its founder rather than the gender identification term, somepony who had served in some sort of royal court as an advisor eons ago. Nonetheless, the university boasted the highest aggregate levels of academic achievement than any other, and was the alma mater of many successful businesspeople and lawyers in Equestria.
"Students, you may begin writing."
The examination hall was as large as it was impressive. Twilight could easily count three rows of fifty long benches, where students sat a meter apart from each other, each writing their own essay. It could have as easily housed thrice the cohort of her highschool day, and Twilight was gratified to see that they were over. Long gone were the times Twilight Sparkle would be talked about behind backs as a cheater and an antisocial by jealous mares, neither would she be stared at in admiration, adulation and often by colts, black lust. Everypony was successful and clever here, and she would fit right in. And besides, she had her Deathnote close to her in her bag, the book giving her a sense of confident security. Nopony would harm her ever again.
Nopony.
"Student in Row 3, Candidate 114! Sit properly in your chair!"
This snapped Twilight out of her happy daydream, and brought her attentions from there to an alicorn mare who was supposedly "Candidate 114".
She wore a cheap cotton long-sleeved shirt that exposed her slender midsection, and ratty black cargo pants, her cutie mark blocked. She was crouched in her chair in what almost looked like a fetal position, her pen a blur as it skidded across the page at light speed. Clicking her pen so audibly in the suffocating silence of the examination hall, she stood up, startling at least twenty students in a ten meter radius from her spot, to hand up her paper.
She slowly made her way to the front, the crumples in her ten-page essay smoothening out with the blue aura of her magic. She soon passed Twilight, who was sitting at the far edge of her table, and paused for half a second.
Something happened in that meager span of time.
Twilight felt incredibly uncomfortable. She felt like she knew this mare from somewhere, and that she knew her too.
Violet eyes met green for a split second. Time slowed down to standstill.
The mare's eyes darted over to where Celestia was floating, invisible to mortals.
And her mouth moved.
Time began again, and the blue alicorn continued her way to the professor at the head of the room.
"What's your name?"
The mare brushed her mane out of her eyes as she passed up her handiwork.
"Moon River."
The exam, after what felt like an eternity of scribbling and intense thought for others, ended for Twilight surprisingly early, only about two minutes after the mysterious mare. Still, Twilight still had this nagging feeling at the back of her mind about that alicorn; that was giving her a sense of precaution against that mare.
She picked up her phone.
"You've been very well behaved these past few minutes. Was she bothering you too?"
Celestia had suddenly, at some point in the examination, although Twilight suspected she knew which exact point, gone absolutely silent and strangely, lost all her juvenile humor and wit. She just quietly floated next to the holder of her Note, almost like how a specter would behave.
"Moon River…That's not her real name."
Celestia said this abruptly, and with no warning whatsoever, alarming Twilight.
"Did you see it above her head? The name?"
Celestia nodded sullenly.
"Do you know her?"
Celestia nodded again, her head droopy.
Twilight thought about this. A mortal whom a Death God knew, recognized and was shaken by…This Moon character was shadier than she thought. A sudden shock of blue caught her eye, and she saw Moon River standing by a tree, reading a book.
She decided to approach her, carefully as even Celestia refused to go near her.
"Hi! I noticed you were extremely fast during the exam. Moon, was it?"
The alicorn mare closed her book, sizing the filly up.
"Are you Twilight Sparkle?"
Feeling slightly awkward due to how forward she was, she decided to make friendly conversation.
"Yes. What book are you reading?"
Moon showed her the cover, then handed her the book.
"Loveless?"
Moon sniffed, and wiped her nose on her sleeve.
"It's a classic from a long time ago. You heard of it?"
What Twilight found strange about the book was that on the contents page, a cryptic signature had been written what looked like black marker ink. It read: "I hope you keep enjoying my poems. Genesis R."
"That's strange, Moon. I thought Loveless was an anonymous piece."
"Genesis…Genesis…where have I heard that before?"
Moon took back the book and put it in his pocket.
"Beats me too. This was the only possession I had before my caretaker took me in. Besides, I have something more important to tell you, Miss Sparkle."
She leaned in, her face expressionless.
"Miss Twilight Sparkle. I am L."
The world cracked into pieces and fell into a pool of inky darkness. Twilight retreated into the midnight annals of her mind's core. In reality, she was just thinking at unimaginable speeds, but to herself and herself only, time stopped.
"She knows, she knows! Or maybe she doesn't, but by doing this, if I get her real name out of Celestia somehow and kill her, they'll know I'm the culprit! By telling me that this person, if she is really who she is and not another body dummy like the last time, she obviously wants me to take part in the Kira investigation alongside my father, and wait for me to make another blunder then fall right into her hooves! I've been tricked!"
She stared at the alicorn mare's face. With her princess-esque looks and her cool, calm tone of voice, she looked brutally honest.
Too honest.
"I would like you to be part of the Kira investigation. I have run checks on your grades and feedback from your father says that clearly you are of exceptional intelligence. You may turn me down, but do tell me your answer at the awards ceremony next week."
She spread her wings, and gracefully took off into the deep blue, leaving behind a very angry, confused and afraid Twilight in her wake.
"Mr. Angel, I'd like to tell you a story this time, but it's very short, is that alright?"
Sephiroth looked up from his meal of sliced caramel apples.
"Just Angel is fine. Do tell, Fluttershy."
She looked down at her hooves, and continued in a softer, sadder voice.
"A man killed my family, Angel, just over a month ago. There was no evidence of his crime, and he was set free."
Sephiroth put his plate down on the floor with a clink, listening.
"But Kira found him, and did him justice. He killed him as he was walking out of Supreme Court."
Sephiroth looked over at the book that Fluttershy had placed lovingly in the middle of her desk, surrounded by nothing else but a pen and a set of animal dolls.
"I'm going to become like Kira."
"Excuse me?"
Fluttershy stared at Sephiroth, her eyes blazing with determination.
"I'm gonna become just like Kira, and punish bad guys!"
Sephiroth shrugged. Technically it was her book to use, but…
"Are you sure? Peop-I mean ponies who use that Note can never go to Heaven or Hell, just Nothingness. Are you sure you want that?"
Fluttershy didn't even think about this. She was so sure of the fate she had decided to undertake that she was absolutely certain that she would sacrifice anything to be of service to her idol.
"Yes. Nothingness is where you came from, yes?"
Sephiroth nodded.
"Then if I die and go to Nothingness, I'll still be with you, if you went back?"
Fluttershy leaned against Sephiroth's wing, just like she had done so many times.
"Then as long as I'm not alone, I won't mind."
Luna thoughtfully bit into a slice of watermelon, chewing the fruit slowly.
"Anything the matter, milady?"
"Nothing, Blue. I was merely contemplating whether the young lady I met today was indeed Kira."
Blue seemed slightly shocked by this.
"But milady, if you include her in the investigation, then-"
Luna silenced him with an unusually large chomp of watermelon.
"Then," she said through a mouthful of the red fruit.
"It's a risk I'm going to have to take."
"No, I won't do it. I'm not allowed to."
Twilight swore in exasperation, and tried one more time.
"Is that all the information you can tell me?"
"I told you, she was, or looked like at least, someone whom I knew from a long, long time ago."
Twilight kicked her bedpost in frustration.
"Then why can't you tell me her name? Please, I need to know!"
Celestia took physical form, and sat down next to Twilight after realizing she was crying.
"Honey, look, I'm sorry," she said, suddenly sounding exponentially more mature as Twilight lay down in her lap, her body wracked every few seconds by sobs.
"But if I tell you, the Death King will write my name in his book, and I'll have to leave you all alone, and my Note will burn," she explained gently.
Twilight was completely torn up inside. Her head hit the bed as Celestia returned to her ghostly state, floating above her.
"Maybe you should talk to your father about the investigation."
The police station was empty, it being a public holiday. The entire building was silent save for the single receptionist at the counter, whose only job that day was to make sure nopony trespassed, and to play Solitaire on his laptop.
"Excuse me, is Commander Savage in?"
The old pegasus stallion smiled when he saw her, revealing his rows of crooked, slightly yellow teeth.
"Well, if it isn't old Twilight!"
"If there's someone who's old here, it's you, Speed."
The elderly pegasus placed a hoof over his heart, feigning hurt.
"Oh, you just broke my heart, you nasty little filly."
Twilight smiled as always, seeing that the old receptionist's sense of humor was as timeless as usual.
"I'm sorry, but he's not in. He must be at the alternate branch, the one tasked with the Kira investigation."
Just then, an unfamiliar voice pervaded the quiet.
"Excuse me, is Savage in?"
She was a unicorn mare, with a mane that was both navy blue and white.
Speed shook his head sadly.
"I'm 'fraid not, Miss…uh…"
"Romana. My marefriend was one of the twelve deceased FBI agents, Berry Punch. I have her card…"
Speed stopped her, touching her arm lightly.
"My condolences for your loss, Miss Romana, but Savage ain't here. Say, Twilight here is the good Commander's daughter, so why don't you ask her to bring you where he is?"
"Romana" looked at Twilight expectantly.
"It would be my pleasure."
"Thank you, Twilight."
They started walking slowly down the concrete path, the path to the alternative branch about a ten minutes' walk away from Headquarters.
"So, why would you like to see my father?"
Romana paused, and looked at Twilight.
"I have a theory about Kira I would like to share with him."
Twilight's heart skipped a beat.
"Yes? I'm his daughter after all, so why don't you tell me too? I'm trying my best to help in this troublesome case, anyway."
Romana looked hesitant, and then continued, not realizing she was speaking to the real Kira.
"I have this theory that Kira does all his killings from one constant area, and can do it inconspicuously and more importantly, was somepony that the FBI agents were following. I procured the security tapes from the railway station that my marefriend Berry was killed, and I may have a visual of somepony who might be the culprit, although it's fuzzy and I need their technology to sharpen the image. Berry was looking at somepony in a hoodie and sweatpants the moment before she collapsed. And I think Kira can kill in other ways than heart attacks. On a certain bus that my fiancée took, I'm sure Kira was one of the passengers."
Twilight's heart started pounding madly. She indeed was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants the day she killed Berry. She could not allow this information to reach the Commanders.
"That's not all. I also have this theory that Kira was, specifically, somepony who was followed by my marefriend Berry, because she was killed first before anypony else."
Twilight pretended to look impressed.
"My, that's almost the same conclusions that I came to! You're incredible!"
Romana smiled weakly.
"I was an FBI agent too, but I retired because Berry wanted me to be safe."
Twilight gingerly took out the Deathnote from her saddlebag.
"Hold on, just let me get down all you said in my notebook here."
Romana stared at the Note, curious.
"Deathnote? That's an interesting notebook."
"Oh, you think so?"
Twilight quickly came up with an excuse to the Note.
"I have a friend who's into black magic and all kinds of weird stuff. She gave me this for my birthday, but I shouldn't be too concerned about it because of the Great Reckoning, after all."
She started writing.
"Romana. Died on 4th January 2012. From Regent Street, she walks back to her apartment after bidding a friend goodbye, then, thinking only of her own death, thinks of the best way to commit suicide that won't bother others and making it so that her body isn't found, she dies within the next 48 hours."
She held the Note by her side, and made casual talk with Romana as she waited in anticipation for forty seconds were up.
Nothing happened.
"Romana was an alias," she thought to herself.
"That's why Celestia was smiling throughout the walk from the time she introduced herself."
She glared at the Death God for a moment, who covered her mouth in false shock, back to her bubbly and essentially insane self.
"What am I supposed to say? Oh, hi, Romana, that's not your real name, is it?"
They continued on their walk, till a building with the Equestrian Police symbol displayed on its side slid into view.
Romana wrapped her winter coat around herself, and patted Twilight on the shoulder.
"Well, I'd like to continue on my journey myself. It was pleasant talking to you, Twilight."
Cursed to feel the one-sided tension in the air, all Twilight did was smile and nod.
Watching Romana walk away, Twilight panicked. Then suddenly, an idea struck her.
"Hey, Romana? Could you listen to me for a moment?" Twilight called after her, sprinting to catch up.
"You see, I have a confession to make. I'm actually part of the Kira investigation team, and I'd like to recommend you to my father to join our ranks."
Romana's eyes widened.
The Note still floating by her side, Twilight continued.
"You are a remarkable agent, with amazing cognitive skills. We'd love to have somepony like you in our ragtag little team."
Romana blushed a bit at the praise.
"I don't know…Twilight."
Not taking any risks, Twilight grasped Romana by her shoulders.
"Wouldn't you want to avenge Berry? Wouldn't you want to destroy the scum that killed your one and only?"
All this time, Celestia was laughing, her maniacal screeching resounding in Twilight's ears.
"I'd like to join."
Twilight hugged her warmly, then pulled away.
"You should. However, I'm going to need some identification."
Romana rummaged around in her bag.
"You see," She said, passing her driver's license to Twilight.
"I haven't really been truthful with you either. My real name's Colgate. There, you can see it on my license…"
"I've won."
Pretending to take her particulars down, she canceled out "Romana" with two straight lines, signaling to the Note that she was correcting a mistake. Writing "Colgate" down, she put the Note away besides her.
They continued down the road.
"Twilight, why do you keep checking your watch?"
Twilight opened up the Note, and showed Colgate a page.
"Berry Punch, died 30th December 2011, exits the train at Fillydelphia and dies of a heart attack."
Colgate looked puzzled.
"Did you take it down because you're investigating too?"
"No, not really…"
Twilight flipped the page, showing the unicorn mare what she had just written.
"It's because I am Kira."
The second hand of Twilight's watch clicked to twelve.
For a moment, Colgate looked mortified. Then, as if nothing had happened, she turned around and started shuffling away.
"Do you need to call my father, by any chance?"
"No, I'm fine."
"Really?"
"Yes, I have more important things to do. Goodbye."
Twilight snapped the Note shut, and watched Colgate slowly walk towards her execution grounds.
Two Weeks Later
"Milady. The Commanders have arrived."
Luna crunched on the lollipop she was sucking, and threw the stick out the window.
"Bring them in."
The Commanders sat down on the sofas, noticing that Moon had booked an inexpensive budget hotel this time.
Luna took a sip of her coffee to wash down the candy, and continued.
"The wife of an FBI agent…no…a former FBI agent has disappeared."
The Commanders looked at each other, confused as to why this had anything to do with the Kira case.
"I have deduced that Kira is someone whom Agent Berry Punch was investigating at her time of death."
Blue handed out glasses of fruit juice.
"Commander Spike Savage. I apologise, but I must install surveillance equipment in your household."
The glass in Savage's hand was instantly transformed into a puddle of orange juice on the floor as he powdered the cup in his fist.
"What…did you say?"
Moon hardly looked shaken.
"I said, I need to-"
"I HEARD WHAT YOU DAMN WELL SAID!"
Savage had gotten up, despite Soarin and Rainbow Dash's failing attempts to subdue him before he hurt the delicate alicorn detective.
"Calm down, Commander. I assure you; all footage will be viewed together by the both of us. I merely want to confirm my theory-"
Savage took a deep breath.
"Why…are you suspecting my family?"
Moon picked up a marshmallow from a plate on the table, and tore it in two.
"I'm not accusing them of anything, Commander…"
She put half of the sweet into her mouth and swallowed it whole.
"I'm just proving their innocence."
One Week Later
"Twilight. Twilight. Twiiiiiilight."
Twilight picked up her phone.
"Hey. Have you got the cameras yet? We're going to the city in the morning, and I wanna take pictures."
"Twenty-two of them. There are no blind spots, but if you sit at your desk and write names in the Note, they can't see anything you're doing."
"How about the bug spray? I hate mosquitoes."
"There are three bugs in the room, no blind spots either, It's impossible to say anything without being heard."
"That's a shame."
She put down her phone, and stared at the contents of her table,her homework, the Note, a few pencils and a bag of apple chips.
"With this setup, even if I'm watched, I can still do all this."
Reaching her hoof into the bag of apple chips, she made just enough room so that she could see the screen of the miniature television. The news channel was on, and criminals' names were being broadcasted as usual.
"With this setup, I can do my homework on my left and write names on the Note with my right…"
An apple chip floated from the bag to Twilight's mouth.
"I can take an apple chip…AND EAT IT!"
A/N: Somehow, the potato chip thing never gets old. Shame Light doesn't do it more often. I was bored writing this chapter. Next one will have TONS of shipping, so if that's your thing, good for you. Still no idea who Mello, Near, Higuchi and his lackeys, Weddy and that other guy should be, although I'm seriously considering Rarity, Applejack, Trixie, Cherilee, Gilda, Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Big Macintosh and Zecora for these roles. Preferably not Zecora, rhyming is a nightmare. But with these roles and these characters, tell me what you think!
SNEAK PEEK FOR CHAPTER 4 (Beware: This chapter contains serious shipping.): Twilight pulled away from the kiss, panting slightly. Fluttershy collapsed forwards, nuzzling into Twilight's chest. "From now on, it's just gonna be the two of us against the world…"
