The agent sighed as he took a shower, still in the High School. He wouldn't mind so much if Principal Celestia didn't ke-
"How's it coming?" She asked from outside doorway, scaring the shit out of him.
"Stop DOING THAT!" He commanded, finally getting the rest of the mud off of him and grabbing a towel. "There's a fine line between a practical joke and sexual harassment!" He reminded, slightly thankful the janitor had been kind enough to loan him a spare jumpsuit as he dried off.
"Calm down!" She said, her voice happy. "I'm not even in the same room, you have nothing on me."
"Just... give me a few moments. I'll be very pleased if you don't share that I spent most of the day of investigation under your care."
"I would NEVER dare to do that." She reassured. "By the way, some of our students have sold their footage to the media..." She said, almost idly. "I saw my girls on the front page of the paper."
"WHAT?!" He ran out of the locker room, dripping wet and half-dressed as he yanked the jumpsuit on, upside-down. She handed him a copy of the Times, It was black and white and read all over, he'd spent two days figuring out what happened while everyone in the country had it hand-delivered to them!
"H-how, what, why?!" He looked up at Celestia.
"Maybe detaining only eight kids in a class of 312 has something to do with that?" She asked, giving him the trash-bag filled with his ruined clothes. "I doubt you'll be investigating very much longer if you don't find something the papers haven't." She smirked. "Good luck with that. I have to go work on the Awareness rally week after next." She left him alone in the halls, his blue jumpsuit dripping warm water and his hands getting covered in newspaper ink.
Before she knew it, Twilight Sparkle was being escorted out of her house by the police, Spike being dragged along in a dog carrier. Her parents looked horrified as this happened, not knowing whether to cry or try to save her.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked, the policeman ignoring her and continuing his run through the Miranda rights. They placed her and Spike in the back of a squad car and began driving.
"Just relax ma'am, you're going in for questioning, nothing more, nothing less." One of them said. "That was some pretty impressive stuff back there, though. Flying around like a superhero, shooting a goddamned laser... man, we're lucky to be able to keep you in here at all." He chuckled. "You're even luckier. Thing like that on national television? Surprised your apartment wasn't swarmed by crazies."
Twilight ignored the man's rambling, trying to think of a way out of this as she tried to comfort Spike. If they believed she had superpowers she could bluff her way out... but that wouldn't be right. Plus, she'd probably be shot the moment she began running. She needed to figure out what the hell was going on just as much as the police did. As the car came to the station two people, a man and a woman wearing black suits, earpieces, and sunglasses, walked over and talked to the officers.
"Here she is, and her little dog too." The officer chuckled as the agents rolled their eyes. Approaching the back they silently opened the door and escorted her and Spike to an unmarked black sedan. The two agents began discussing the absurdity of this whole issue, one on the side that it was completely plausible and in fact embraced it while the other pointed out flaws and inaccuracies raised by this situation, which the other agent would then try to justify by pointing to other cases.
Of course, this just confused Twilight even more.
"Can we turn on the radio?" She finally asked, hoping music would calm her nerves. Of course, the agents refused. As she looked over herself she remembered her cell-phone. Grabbing for it, she frowned. What good would a cell-phone do her? The only people she had the phone numbers for were her parents and her brother.
Defeated, she slumped in the back of the car, going back to petting Spike.
As Vice Principal Luna watched Shimmer, the she began noticing a pattern of Sunset staring at her and Celestia not with the look of sadness she'd given Twilight, or the thankfulness she'd given to the others. Her looks were those of smugness, of superiority, like when she had been placed in detention. Something was wrong, but she didn't know what.
Shimmer looked at her watch, getting up from the bricks she'd been stacking and heading towards the cafeteria for lunch, the guards and Luna following closely behind. Lunch Lady Smith was at home, taking care of her grandchildren, but that didn't matter much. It seemed everyday Shimmer brought her own lunch from home anyway. As the future convict took her tofu dogs and small salad out before her, Luna sat across the cafeteria, taking out her own lunch. It was odd, she thought, that Shimmer invoked the eco-kids to make the cafeteria sell "Non-meat alternatives" if she herself never ate there anyway. Rumors why ranged from everything like "she got bored and wanted to waste some time between ruining other kids' lives" or "that she used to live with animals so it was jarring to see everyone eating them".
Of course, no one assumed the last one to be true in the way it was... except for Mister Discord before he was dragged away for using Napalm in his homemade carpet cleaner. Once he came back, he seemed to focus less on Shimmer for some reason. This also had varying reasons of guesses ranging fro- wait, where was she going?
Shimmer got up to use to use the restroom, the two agents stationed outside because, job or not, they weren't gonna risk a sexual harassment suit for following a minor into the woman's restroom. The Vice Principal had no such worries and waltzed right in... finding Shimmer halfway through a small skylight. Gasping, she ran over and yanked Shimmer out of the window.
"What on EARTH are you doing?" The adult asked, huffing and puffing. The student, frowning at Luna, put on some puppy dog eyes and a heart-melting out-stretched lip. "No, I am NOT falling for that Miss Shimmer." Shimmer dropped the act, unhappy.
"Escaping, Miss Luna. I was escaping. It doesn't take Doctor Sombra's ten year diploma to figure that out." Luna rolled her eyes, wondering why between her, Discord, and Sombra everything seemed to happen ten years ago.
"Get out, Shimmer. Go back to your meal and I'll let this slide." This made Shimmer smirk. She proceeded to chuckle for a little bit.
"No." She finally said. "Miss Luna, I think we both know something you don't want spilling..." She smirked as Luna frowned.
"They'd never believe you. I don't believe you. There's no way you know..." She whispered, savvy of the agents at the door.
"Perhaps you should have kept your things better hidden Miss Luna..." She also adopted a whisper. "You're lucky it was ME who found it and not some unknowing human, hm? I'm sure the FBI would LOVE to know the secret of little Lyra Hearts-" Luna covered Shimmer's mouth.
"You wouldn't dare..."
"Try me, Princess." She said, smirking. "You can't touch me or you two will be behind bars for far longer than I ever would be." Luna shuddered, one thought sticking out in her mind.
"How did you find out?"
"You know how I was Celestia's student? Turns out having political connections give you some important information!" Shimmer smirked. "Of course, there are thousands of millions of infinite universes. How was I to know this one and ours were the proper two?" Luna frowned, realizing what she was getting at. "Turns out, Miss Luna, that leaving your file drawers unlocked around trouble students is a very grave mistake."
"You won't get away with this. You can't fight off a grown woman, Sunset."
"Oh no, my escape plan wasn't right now, Miss Luna. After all, you still need to tell Principal Celestia about what I know... but for now, let's get back to lunch."
As Vice Principal made a mental note to lock the windows in the restrooms, she followed the student to the lunch room. As Luna watched her devilish grin she knew two would have to play at this game.
Agent Black sighed, returning to his car. The day'd been awful; he'd lost investigation time, been waited on hand and foot by Celestia, and the local news had followed more leads than he even had in the first place. Moaning to himself and turning on the engine, slowly leaving the parking lot, he took one last look at Flash's note.
The new kid's done something wrong,
She's run and rejected my feigned affection,
I worry if this will ruin the plan's direction.
I fear the flames of my heart grow dimmer,
It's as if we'll never be together, Sunset Shimmer.
"What the fu-" He collided into Principal Luna's car, setting off her alarm and his air bag.