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// Ch 27. A mare in the kitchen. 
// Story: The Silent Guardian 
// by Not_available_now 
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Ch 27. A mare in the kitchen.
            
        I am woken by a couple of birds who are, despite being cute, are very annoying. I open my eyes, rub them and look around, seeing if I can see anything besides leaves and trees. I really can´t see anything besides green and brown stuff.
            
        I roll over again and try to get some more sleep, but the birds want me to do otherwise. I comply and hop out of the tree, landing on 4 hooves.
            
        I, as I walk down the road, shake the leaves out of my head. I have absolutely no idea what to do now, besides going back to work again or annoy Rainbow at her house again. I decide to do the second one, because it is a lot of fun.
            
        Since I’m too lazy (or unable) to fly directly to her house I walk along the path, enjoying the late afternoon sun.
            
        I don´t see any ponies as I walk alongside the fence or as I slowly and clumsy flap to Rainbow´s house.
            
        I go up to the door and see if I can walk right through it. I can´t, somehow it´s made of really hard stuff. So I have to turn the knob, like a peasant, and walk into the empty room. Well, the living room is empty, the kitchen is not. I hear a lot of noise coming from there, almost as if someone is wrecking the place.
            
        Someone is. I stand there, my mouth fallen open. A pegasus with a dark brown coat is standing in the kitchen, a large amount of the drawers and cupboard opened and their contents spilled out over the floor.
            
        She looks at me with open eyes and an equal open mouth. The bag that sits next to her is bulging a bit. It is obvious that it contains any missing piece from the kitchen.
            
        “Uhm…,” She says. “You aren´t Rainbow.”
            
        I sit down and look at her, blocking the only way out. “If you wanted to steal all of her silverware you could have just asked.”
            
        “Really?” She asks as she tilts her head, thinking about a quick way out.
            
        “Nah, and I don´t think that you would leave the silverware here and come peacefully to the police, would you?” I say to her, taking a defensive stance, ready to tackle her should 
        She slings the bag of silverware and other things onto her back.  “I´m not really in the mood for a trip to the coppers,” She looks at the large bag on her back. “And I’m not giving up this baby.”
            
        She flares her wings and takes off, trying to slip past me. I quickly jump and head-butt her in her stomach.
            
        I land again on four hooves, but my female adversary isn´t so lucky. I hear two poofs right behind me. I turn around and see the bag lying there with the burglar next to it, grabbing at her stomach. She has her eyes shut as her face turns to a growl from the pain.
            
        I turn around. “You really shouldn´t steal or you might get hurt.” I walk over to her and shove the bag back into the kitchen with my hind leg.
            
        I see the door open and Rainbow walks in. “Hi, Wings. What a-” She stops as she sees the mare in pain and myself standing next to her. “What exactly is going on here?”
            
        “Caught a burglar, she tried to escape and then I head-butted her in the stomach,” I say to her and I point to the growling mare next to me.
            
        The mare tries to stand up, but I foil her attempts when I push her over, letting her fall down again on the soft cloud floor.
            
        “A burglar? I never expected to be robbed here.” Rainbow says as she examines the mare in front of her.  “What were you going to do with her?”
            
        “I was thinking about getting her to some kind of police or some guards.”
            
        “Good plan, but how were you going to do that alone.”
            
        “Uhm…. No idea, actually. Do you want to help me?” I say as Rainbow walks over to the mare. She raises her hoof and brings it down on the mare´s temple. The mare growls again and stops growling, conscious slipping away from her.
            
        “I don´t think that you had to do that.” I say as I poke her, trying to get a reaction. I don´t get one, but a bruise is starting to form on her temple.
            
        “Otherwise she would be much more difficult to move,” She says as she lifts the mare onto her back. “And now she will get to jail unharmed.” She walks over to the door and opens it. “You´re coming?”
            
        “Sure.” I say as I follow Rainbow out of the door.
            
        Rainbow takes it a bit slower as she has the mare on her back. That is quite fine for me since Rainbow flies a lot faster than me. She somehow keeps the mare balanced on her back as we glide towards Ponyville.
            
        The mare doesn´t stir as we land in the middle of a quiet Ponyville. Since it is the afternoon almost everypony has retreated to the comforts of their own houses.
            
        We walk towards the police station, or what I think is the police station. It´s a long building with a sign out that says ´Guard posts´. The mare only falls of Rainbows back twice as we walk over the paved road.
            
        We walk up the steps of the guard post and Rainbow opens the door. Because she had the mare on her back it is a bit difficult to get through the door.
            
        But she manages anyway. She lays the mare on the floor in the post and sits down on one of the benches. I sit down next to her as we wait to be helped.
            
        After a while of waiting a mare with a clipboard takes a look at the unconscious mare on the ground and walks over to us. “It seems that my sister was out again.”