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// Detective Twilight Sparkle 
// Story: The Mysterious Death Of The Wonderbolt Leader 
// by RikaChan 
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	“O-oh! Hello Detective Twilight…” you could hear a hint of nervousness in Trixie’s voice.	
Detective Twilight Sparkle just ignored Trixie. She was upset that Fluttershy had been killed...most likely murdered by Trixie. She wasn’t going to be having any friendly conversations with her very soon...Twilight grimaced. If only she had been here at the time of the murder...she looked around the room. She was determined to find clues that would send Trixie to jail, where she belonged. In fact, maybe she was even the person who murdered Soarin’! Twilight took a deep breath. Detectives aren’t supposed to assume stuff. she scolded herself. So instead, try looking for some clues. Twilight walked around the room.
“What was Fluttershy doing here?” she asked Trixie with distaste.
“Sh-she was talking to me…”
“What about?”
“A-about...about...she was comforting me!”
There was something about that pause in Trixie’s speech that Twilight found suspicious. She knew that she was hiding something, and she was determined to figure out what it was. In order to do that, Twilight had to force it out of Trixie, and she was not afraid of doing that.
“You’re hiding something from me.”
“U-um…”
Trixie didn’t want to lie to a Detective, but she wanted to keep her promise with Fluttershy… Trixie finally decided she would tell Twilight it was a secret, but not what it was. But that was a big mistake that Trixie made.
“Fluttershy told me something...that she said I shouldn’t tell anyone about.”
“Oh, really? Well I think she would tell me that if she knew I were here right now, especially to figure out who the murderer is.”
“Why does it matter what we were talking about?”
“Because everything matters. What, when, why, where, and how. And right now, I’m asking you what.” Twilight wanted to know every little detail; especially since she found Trixie suspicious.
“I didn’t know detective’s could ever had attitude,” Trixie snickered. “But apparently they can.”
“This isn’t a joke Trixie Lulamoon, somebody died. There is nothing funny about that.” Twilight’s eyes were cold as ice, her expression hard as stone. She could tell Trixie was surprised, for she stopped snickering.
“I know death isn’t a joke, I just found it amusing that you gave me attitude. I thought detectives were supposed to be emotionless, or at least learn to hide it.” Trixie fired back.
“Well we do have emotions, because we are human beings, and right now this case is about the death of my friend, so of course I get a bit upset.” Twilight glared at Trixie. She was not going to back down now, she had to prove that it was Trixie.
“Well she was my friend too,” Trixie whispered. “In fact, she was my best friend.”
“I don’t care how close you were to her!” Twilight snapped. She was on the verge of tears, but she wasn’t going to burst out crying in front Trixie, so she just let her anger out on her instead.
“It’s nice that you’re defending her, but would she really like it if she knew that you were talking to me like that?” Trixie was still whispering.
“Do you think that she liked the fact that she was murdered?! And by you?!” Twilight shouted, panting.
“B-but...I-I didn’t do it…” Trixie burst out in tears. “It wasn’t me! I-I was just here and she collapsed! I really d-didn’t do a thing!” she jumped out of bed again. “It...wasn’t...me...you can’t just assume that it was me…”
“No, I can't, but that’s why I’m going to find evidence.” And with that, Twilight walked out of the room, leaving Trixie to sob to herself.