My Little Pony: Protect and Serve

Chapter 3: Troopers

Every officer at my precinct gives it their all. They do the best that they can, and just that small ounce of extra effort. I was proud of Gilda for her quick thinking against Giovanni. I had my doubts about Gilda at the Academy, but these are the times that I am glad to have been proven wrong. I am happy to be wrong in Gilda's case.

Each officer brings something to the station. With Gabby and Gretchen, you get joy and personality. With Gilda and sometimes Greta, you get sass and humor. Finally with Irma and Giselle, you get teamwork and communication. None of us are above the law, and none of us are below it. Our task is to make sure that there is balance.

Today, I was out on highway patrol with Gilda, and it took one pegasus to show that we police-griffons are still fast on our wings even in full gear. This is what we are trained for, "Gilda, you best button the chin strap on your cap," I said to Gilda, my partner tilted her head to ask 'why?'. Suddenly, a rainbow-colored bolt flashed passed us.

"That's why," I said, catching her cap with a free hand,

"I hear you're fast, Captain," said Gilda,

"You hear quite well," I replied back with a smirk as Gilda put back on her cap. We flew up to Gilda's friend whom was going above the speed limit to put it lightly. I flew in front to cut her off while Gilda was behind, and gesturing with her right talon to pull over. Instead of complying, the pegasus decided to speed up on the Skyway.

I turned to Gilda, and we nodded in unison as we applied our flight goggles and sped up to start the high speed chase, "You Bluebirds'll never catch me, I'm Rainbow Dash!" taunted the pegasus, this speedster of a Pegasus was racking up quite a few charges on her record as we chased her through Cloudsdale where she ran a red light.

We eventually did catch her at the Skyway out of Cloudsdale heading into Griffonstone. It was quite the flight. As police-griffons, our training regiment is longer than that of the Equestria Police Department. Our training in the police academy lasts for three years, then supervised field instruction before we become full-fledged police officers.

"Alright, fun is over, license and registration please," I requested, pulling up my flight goggles, "do you realize how fast you were going?"

"Faster than you, Law-Bird!" Rainbow Dash sassed,

If there is anything I find a 'turn-off' as ponies and griffons call it, it is sunglasses. They are rather outdated, and they do not make you look cool. Rainbow Dash made a grumble, and I got a chuckle when she called me 'Thunder Flanks' under her breath as she handed me her identification and her papers, "Danke, I really like my flanks,"

Gilda was looking over her papers, and writing a ticket. I stayed by to make sure Rainbow Dash did not try and pull a fast one. Gilda came back, and gave back Rainbow her license and registration, "We're going to have to give you a ticket for speeding, running a red light, and insulting a police officer," explained Gilda to her best friend,

"You can't do this to me, I'm your friend!" she pleaded,

"The law is the law, Dashie," replied Gilda, "with these charges..."

"You are going to have to come with us," I said, and had Rainbow Dash hoof-cuffed and taken back to the station. The other officers talked amongst themselves, and working on files and paperwork. I placed Rainbow Dash in the station cell, "Alright, we would like for you to stay the night here, until somepony comes here to pay your bail,"

Some ponies ask us why we have police cars when we know how to fly? The answer is quite simple. The car culture is on the rise among ponies such as earth ponies and unicorns, and griffons as well. We police-griffons not only have to deal with speedsters like Rainbow Dash, but also with speeding drivers. It is all about safety in our work.

Princess Twilight Sparkle came by the next morning to bail out her friend, "I'm sorry if Rainbow Dash caused you any trouble," she apologized, and paid the 167 bits to get her friend out of the station cell. Gabby waved Rainbow Dash goodbye, but the pegasus stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry at us. Some ponies need to grow up.

"I love you too, Dashie," I sassed,

"I'd rather eat dirt, you fat flying turkey!" she blasted while Twilight bailed her out,

Correction. I am not fat. I am curvy and muscular. I have muscle to balance out my fluff. That is why my flanks are so big, smooth, and round. I went up to Gilda at her desk, "Good work, I feel you handled that very well, Officer Gilda," I said with a smile to her, and went to my desk with her report to file. Now Rainbow Dash has a record.

Here is a statistic I find most concerning when it comes to the use of force by police forces. The Royal Griffon Police Force only fired 85 bullets in the span of one year. In Equestria, a griffon mafia member was shot 90 times by Equestrian Police Forces. I know that ponies are not bad creatures, but some of their police need more training.

"Remember what happened to Giorgio," recalled Gretchen, "sometimes it's scary being a griffon in Equestria,"

"I know, Gretchen, I know," I said with a hand on her shoulder,

Giorgio was Giovanni's brother. He was sent to make connections with the Equestrian Mafia. He got into such business as drug trafficking, gun-running, and selling illegal foods on the black market. When the Equestrian Police found out, they trailed him to a casino in Las Pegasas, where they shot him over 90 times as he got into his car.

Even if he was a high-up member of the Griffon Mafia, there is such thing as excessive force on a civilian. I understand Gretchen's worries. I do watch my back being a griffon in a land ruled by ponies. We all serve Princess Celestia, and Princess Luna. They are the heads of the Royal Griffon Police Force, and we all do our part for the community.