Rainbow Dash couldn't stop fidgeting. There were so many eyes just watching her...what was she doing here anyway? I mean yeah, sure, it was sorta cool to be on top of this stage thing...but she had training to do. What was so important that she had had to miss her training practice? Nothing. Because practice was really important. Much more important than standing on a wooden stage thing with lots of people staring at her, no matter how cool that sounded.
The big wooden doors burst open as a woman with a gigantic pink Afro stumbled into the room - a woman with neat and straight blue hair following her. Everyone looked at the lady with the pink Afro, then looked at the lady with blue hair, then back at the pink Afroed lady. A bunch of whispers traveled around the room.
Rainbow Dash couldn't help overhearing one of the audience whispering: "No, it Must be the one with the blue hair. A judge's hair can't be as crazy as that!"
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. Hair, hair, hair. That's all anyone thinks about nowadays. Rainbow Dash sighed and looked at the pink Afro anyway.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, not realizing that she was thinking aloud. A few people looked at her, but Rainbow Dash didn't care. She was used to the attention. People would cheer her on, a few people by saying “Boo!”, because she never got into the Wonderbolts, even though she had tried to three times. The third time she was almost successful, even Applejack thought she had what it took to be Wonderbolt - which doesn't happen very often - but Soarin’ didn't. Hey...Rainbow Dash thought. What happened to Soarin’ anyway? He hasn't been around lately...
“Excuse me.” said the lady with the pink Afro. She was up on another stage thing. All these stage things...All these people...It was making Rainbow Dash nervous. “I have gathered you all here to discuss the death of Soarin’, head of the Wonderbolts.” Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened. So Soarin’ had been murdered? There were good things and bad things about that...The good thing was that maybe she could become a Wonderbolt now! The bad thing was, they might have to shut down the Wonderbolts because the head of it died…and that would be bad, because that would mean that she would never be able to become a Wonderbolt! And then-
"I would like Rainbow Dash to stand up please.” she said. Rainbow Dash, too confused to do anything else, did so. There were so many eyes on her...
“Um...why am I here?” she asked. “I have more important things like training to do…”
Apparently that was very offensive, and once again, and a lot of whispers traveled around the room.
“You are a suspect of the murder of Soarin’.” replied the pink Afro lady.
"Yes,” the blue haired lady finally spoke up, “We think that you might have murdered him, because we heard that you wanted to become a Wonderbolt, but Soarin’ wouldn't let you, and that you were having a meeting with him, three hours before we found his corpse.” the blue haired lady walked over to another stage thing. Rainbow Dash looked at the stage seat in front of her, and wondered who was going to sit there. “I heard that you have a lawyer that agreed to be here?” questioned the blue haired lady.
“What?” said Rainbow Dash, clueless of what she was talking about. She had never heard the word lawyer before, or know who her's was. Just then, the big doors opened once again. And in, came Rainbow Dash’s lawyer.