Super Cutie Mark Crusaders Sunshine!

Cutie Mark Crusaders Clean-Up Squad (sigh)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"The trail of the Cutie Mark Crusaders will come to order!" the judge of the St. Crebero courthouse called out after banging his gavel on the sound block.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders sat in the dock with glum expressions on their faces as many other ponies in the courtroom looked at them with glares and snarls. The Crusaders had been looking forward to spending a few weeks enjoying the many experiences the Pasa Fino Isles had to offer and the very last of those that either of them would have wanted would be to end up in court accused of a crime they didn't commit.

"The court calls its first witness, Chief Rough Peach, to the stand." the judge continued as the chief of the police walked past the Crusaders, giving them a stern look before getting onto the witness stand.

"Chief Peach, is it true that you and your fellow officers first saw these three covering not only the whole village on Madalino but also the St. Crebero Suntower with goo?" the white coated and brown maned prosecutor asked.

"Yep, those are the three." Rough Peach answered with a slight growl, "We managed to capture a few photos of them."

The chief gave a few pictures to the prosecutor who then put them onto the projector as the lights were turned off. Each photo that was shown before the court revealed three shadowy figures spreading goo all around both Madalino and the St. Crebero Suntower. While the colour of each one's coat, mane and tail weren't clear, the styles of the manes and tail perfectly matched those of each Crusader, as well as the Apple Bloom look-alike having a hair bow just like her regular counterpart. The whole jury gasped upon seeing the pictures as the Crusaders looked at each other with worried faces.

"Thank you for revealing this evidence to us Chief, the court will now call its second witness, Mr. Grey Gears!" the judge called out once more as the Crusaders turned to see making his way to the stand the very pony they met at the store they got the F.L.U. from.

"Mr. Grey Gears, is it true that you saw the Cutie Mark Crusaders causing chaos at the St. Crebero airport?" the prosecutor asked.

"It's true, as I had just opened up my shop they started spraying goo everywhere in the ticket offices!" Grey Gears yelled in panic, "A-and then, a few minutes later, they r-returned and attempted to rob me of my money!"

"WHAT!?" the Crusaders shouted in disbelief.

"SILENCE!" the judge roared as he banged his gavel on the sound block a couple of times with slight agression. After the court went quiet, he then calmly to Grey Gears, "You said that they tried to take your money, didn't you Mr. Gears?"

"That's correct Your Honor." Gears answered, bowing his head as he did so.

"Did anyone here see this happen?" the judge then asked the people in the general public seats, nearly a third of them who raised their hooves in response. "I see, thank you so much for presenting to us your version of events, Mr. Gears."

Grey Gears bowed his head before heading back to his seat.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders, this court finds you all GUILTY!" the judge roared as he slammed his gavel down on the sound block.

"Y-your honour, wait a m-" Scootaloo called out, shocked that the court would not allow any of the Cutie Mark Crusaders to have their say.

"I'm afraid the court has already spoken, you three are to be sentenced to cleaning up all the goo around the Pasa Fino Isles!" the judge finished as he got off from his seat and left the courtroom while the Crusaders sank into theirs with glum expressions.

One hour later...

The Crusaders had been doing nothing except sit in their prison cell in absolute silence. Had it not been for the fact that a few imposters had framed them for messing up the Isles, the three young mares would have all been having the time of their lives doing everything each isle had to offer.

"Why did this have to happen? This was meant to be one of our best adventures yet, but now we end up being janitors." Scootaloo sighed feebly.

"Ah can't believe that a few good fer nothin' pretenders would wanna do this to us." Apple Bloom moaned as she stomped one of her hooves in anger. "Whoever they truly are, they're gonna pay once we get our hooves on them!"

"Now I wish we never came here, who knows how long this'll take until we can go back home." Sweetie Belle sighed.

Soon the sound of the cell row entrance door opening made the three look up to see a couple of police officers heading towards them, making Scootaloo gulp with fear.

"Alright you three, it's time to get to work." one of them said as he unlocked and opened the young trio's cell gate.


Outside the police station the Cutie Mark Crusaders were waiting for the chief to arrive, with four officers keeping their eyes on them. After ten minutes had passed Chief Rough Peach showed up with the F.L.U. the Crusaders had used earlier.

"Alright Crusaders, I had a little talk with good ol' Grey Gears and he's agreed for the three of you to use his F.L.U. to clear up every single bit of that muck on the Isles." the chief explained while giving the devices to the trio.

"Greetings again young equines, it is a pleasure to see you three again." the F.L.U.D.D in Sweetie Belle's possession said as the Crusaders equipped them.

"Now don't any of you three think about trying to make a break for it, otherwise you'll be in even deeper trouble, is that understood?" Rough Peach asked with a mild growl.

"Yes sir." all three sighed.

"Good, now get to work!" he ordered as the Cutie Mark Crusaders went off to begin their long cleaning duties.


Well, looks like the CMC's adventures in goo cleaning have started!

Anyways, I'm sorry about a few errors you may have seen in this chapter, a few times I tried to correct them but it hasn't happened for some reason. Grr!