//------------------------------// // Day Two: Always Something // Story: Police Of Ponyville Episode 10: She's A Star // by Shadow Storm 44 //------------------------------// Day two of the festival had arrived. Today a photoshoot is scaled at the large grass plans along with a meet and greet a little after. Nothing happened last night to the best of Storm’s knowledge so there's nothing extra look over on today’s patrol. Just like yesterday, Storm’s group was assigned to clear the clouds in the area above the event and provide overwatch. The patrol group will be running thin today since they had to patrol both the grass plans and the town as well. Crowd control is going to be positioned in between the grass plans and the Diamond Dog fields. This was one of the few problems that the managers feared about the photoshoot. The Diamond Dogs fight against the police and the citizens of the town got attention all across Equestria. Storm and Comet along with a few other pegasuses from the air unit volunteer to help patrol on the ground. Since the patrol unit was running so thin in their numbers. “How many performers are here again.” Storm asked Comet as they patrolled the outer area. “I lost count.” “Counting the singing group as three then their Ambush, Terror Shot, 42 Slash and Center C. So that makes seven.” “No wonder so many ponies are here,” Storm said. “I heard that the singing group here is really popular. Are they good?” “Of course, they are,” Comet said a little shock. “You’ve never heard of them when they're on the radio?” “I probably have heard their songs I just don’t know who’s singing them.” Storm admitted. Comet stopped walking and stared at Storm. “So, you just listen to the radio without really paying attention to what’s on?” “More like to just have noise around,” Storm corrected. “If I hear something I like or it’s unexpected, I’ll start listening.” Comet rolled her eyes and continued walking. “Their name is Perfume, their songs are at the top of the music list every single time.” “Wow,” Storm said slightly impressed. “How do you know that?” “One, I listen to the radio. Two, my daughters are obsessed with them. Especially with the pegasus.” “What are their names?” Storm asked. Before Comet could answer the call came over the radio. ALL PATROL UNITS WE HAVE A 10-14 NEAR THE PHOTOSHOOT ALL AVAILABLE UNITS PLEASE RESPOND. “Want to take it?” Storm asked. “Why not,” Comet said, “We're not doing anything.” “Let’s go.” Storm said walking towards the photoshoot with Comet behind him. When the par arrived in the area, Storm noticed White Lighting, a pegasus that helped him on a few occasions, he was there with a tall earth pony. He had a Hayfield patch on his uniform. “Hey, Storm, Comet.” Lighting said when he saw the par approaching. “Good to see you guys again." “Same,” Comet replied with a smile. “What’s going on?” The tall earth pony spoke. “Many bystanders reported a strange stallion wandering around this area. Many suspected he's under the influence.” “Do we have a description of the suspect?” Comet asked. Thunder pulled out a notepad from the chest pocket on his uniform. He flipped it open. “He's about 5,9, around 250 pounds and his skin is blue with a black mane. No positive look on his cutie mark.” “That fine,” Storm said. “We can work with that. Where was he last seen?” “Near the carriages for the V.I.P.S, we’ve been there all day and saw him only a few times.” “And you guys left?” Storm asked. “It was the manager,” The Hayfield officer said. “He didn’t feel safe with us close by.” “Sounds like a real genius.” Storm sighed. “I say we head over there,” Comet suggested. “We can try and catch him.” “Sounds like a plan,” Thunder said. “Let’s go.” Nearing the photoshoot the group noticed a crowd being forming at the V.I.P.S carriage. “I bet that manager is regretting not letting us stick around now.” The Hayfield officer said. “YOU CALLIN ME A LIAR!?” A voice shouted clearly intoxicated. “That’s not good.” Storm thought. “POLICE, POLICE!” a mare shouted. Her voice was high and sound like she was in pain. “That’s really not good.” Storm broke out into a galloped before anyone else in the group could. He pushed his way through the crowd, followed by the others behind him. After getting through the crowd Storm was in the center of the commission. He saw the suspect standing over a brown stallion who was covering his nose with his hoof. “Stop Police.” Storm ordered. The stallion turned around. His mane was dirty and he had a hard time standing on his own. “What?” He spat. “Who are you.” “I’m officer Storm,” Storm announced. “Can you please step away from the stallion?” “No way,” He growled. “Not till I get an apology from this rude jerk.” He pointed to the stallion on the ground. By this time Comet and the others had gotten through the crowd. Comet being rushed passed Storm and both stallions to the three mares. Before Comet could even get a word in. The blue stallion grabbed Comet by the back of her uniform and threw her to the ground backward. “STAY OUT OF THIS!” He shouted. In life, there are things that you shouldn't do just because it's a bad idea and you'll pay for it. Pushing a police officer to the ground is one of them. Storm then begins to advance towards the stallion. “That’s it, I'm taking you in.” The stallion heard this he turns around and attempted to throw a punch at Storm. Luckily, thanks to great reflexes and dodgeball Storm ducked before the punch could connect. Storm reached for his baton on his belt, took it out, and aimed right at the stallions foreleg that was still on the ground. The baton connected with the foreleg, just as predicted the stallion fall to the ground his foreleg speared apart. Before the stallion could recover, Storm jumped on the stallion and wrapped his forelegs with the stallions so that he couldn’t get off the ground. This was a move that was taught at the academy to restrain a suspect till helps arrives. When the stallion realized that he couldn’t move his forelegs, he began moving his back legs moving both Storm and himself slightly forward. Strom drugged his back legs in the dirt to stop the stallion from moving. Right at that moment, Thunder rushed to Storm’s aid and grabbed the back legs of the stallion, and pushed him to his side to limit the stallions moving. “COMET!” Storm shouted over the commotion. “GET THE GROUP OUT OF HERE NOW!” Strom didn’t hear a reply, but he did hear a group of hoofs pass by him along with shouts of “Move” over and over again. Eventually, the stallion tired himself out and stopped moving. Backup arrived and soon he was cuffed and led away to the police station. FIVE MINUTES AGO (BEFORE THE ARREST) On the other side of the field the photoshoot for the performers were taking place in an area of flowers that was popular in town. Snowflakeflake, Silver Flash, and Rose are the last to have their photos taken. Smiles had been on their faces for almost 30 minutes straight as bright camera flashes continued in waves. “Over here.” A photographer requested trying to get a better shot. Snowflake hated doing the photoshoot. The bright flashes from the cameras always made her dizzy and gives her a slight headache. Also, smiling for a long time has a habit of making her cheeks hurt as well. Today was going to be a long one. First, is the photoshoot, then they had a short break followed by a meet & greet at town hall, Finally, they had to look over the stage for tomorrow's rehearsal. By the end of the day Snowflake knows that she won’t have any energy to do anything besides sleep in the large three bedrooms they have at the hotel. Snowflake wanted to go sightseeing in town. Snowflake knew that there wasn’t much to see in this town, but she hated being stuck in a small room all day. However, Copper was quick to shut that down. “Sightseeing in this town?” Copper said when Snowflake suggested her idea. “The only thing you’ll see here is a few ma and pa shops and a lot of farmland. You need to focus on the concert this is a big payday for us.” Copper really knows how to take the fun out of everything. No matter where they go, even if it’s a basic signing he doesn't want us to go anywhere. Snowflake knew why since the private security standards have changed too many are available in Equestria. If they wanted to go somewhere they would have to be escorted by an officer. Eventually, the photoshoot ended and the group was preparing to leave for the hotel to have a quick rest and then go to town hall for the meet and greet. Snowflake and her group were the last to leave the photoshoot. All performers ahead of them had already left for the hotel. “That went well,” Silver Flash said as the group walked away from the photographers. “Why are those flashes so bright?” “The trick is to look away from the flash it hurts a lot less,” Rose suggested. “It works for me every time.” “Speaking of looking away,” Silver Flash said looking around. “Did you guys feel like somebody was watching?” “It was a photoshoot Silver Flash,” Snowflake said. “Everyone was looking at us.” “Not like that. I meant that somebody was watching us a little too closely.” Nearing their Carriage in the middle of the path there’s a blue stallion looking a bit dazed. Copper jogged upfront and spoke to the stallion. “Excuse me sir, you are blocking the path. Please move to the side and let us pass.” The stallion turned his head to Copper and snarled. “You can’t tell me what to do,” The stallion said. “Go away before I make you.” “Sir you are in the way and please move.” Copper placed his hoof on the stallion's shoulder. Big mistake. The second the stallion felt the hoof on his body he turned and punched Copper in the nose. Copper fell to the ground on his back. Blood was on his nose and suit. Being the bleeding heart she is, Snowflakeflake grabbed Copper and tried to help him up. He stayed on the ground groaning in pain from the sucker punch. A crowd started to form from the commotion. Silver Flash being the hotheaded one in the group called out the stallion on his action. “What the heck is your problem? You hit somebody because you didn't want to move?” “You calling me a liar?” The Stallion shouted. Snowflakeflake didn’t know how to respond. The stallions reply was nowhere near close to an answer for Silver Flash. Silver Flash knew this as well. The look on her face had the same confused look. “POLICE, POLICE,” Copper shouted his voice was very high. He could have been mistaken for a mare from far away. As if Celestia had granted his wish. A “Stop Police.” Came from behind the stallion. He turned around and noticed how dirty his mane was and how he struggled to stand up. A second officer this one was a pegasus. She landed in front of Snowflakeflake and Copper and offered a hoof to help Copper up. “Are you ok?” She asked. “Did he do this to you?” Before anyone could answer. The pegasus was shoved to the ground by the stallion. Everything happened so fast. One moment the stallion was standing and in one second or two he was on the ground being held down by the first officer. Others arrived soon after and pinned him to the ground. “COMET,” The black stallion shouted. “GET THE GROUP OUT OF HERE NOW.” “Come on,” She said helping Copper off the ground. “We have to go.” The group begins galloping towards the carriage. Snowflake looked at the three officers holding down the struggling stallion. One of them looks familiar very familiar. The group piled in closed the door and a voluntary officer pulled the carriage to the hotel. Soon the group reached the hotel. Copper was taken to a medic tent nearby to be checked out for his nose. The group went to their room. A similar large room with three beds and two bathrooms. Rosa went to the bathroom and Snowflake went to her bag and started digging through it. “I can’t believe that the meet & greet was canalled,” Silver Flash said jumping on her bed landing face-first into a pillow. “It had to be,” Rose said from the bathroom. Her voice partially drowned out by the water coming from the shower. “They had to clear the area. Plus, the stage wasn’t even finished so it was pointless to have a meet & greet with no stage.” Silver Flash lifted her head off the pillow and was about to say something to Rose when she noticed Snowflakeflake rummaging through her bag. Silver Flash hopped off the bed and looked over Snowflakeflake. “What are you doing?” “I’m looking for something,” Snowflakeflake said as she continued to look through her bag. Right when she said that she found what she was looking for. A medium-sized picture frame. “Found it,” Snowflake said holding the frame as if it were an award. By now Rose grew interstate by Snowflake’s voice and joined in eavesdropping on Snowflake with Silver Flash. “What’s that?” Silver Flash asked. “A photo?” “A family photo,” Snowflake corrected. “From a long time ago. We took it on my last day of elementary school. Rose looked at the photo. There were four pony’s all pegasus. Three foals and one mare. The mare was nothing short of beautiful. She was light red with a long mane of gold. On the right was Snowflakeflake, her mane hasn’t really changed as much since she was a filly. Next, to her was a purple filly with a matching purple mane with black highlights. Then there was a black stallion with red and yellow highlights on both his tail and mane. “I know it,” Snowflakeflake said. “That was him.” Meanwhile at the Police Station. “What’s the story with this one?” Twister asked looking up from the book on the desk. Twister was the main stallion that you would see almost every day at the front desk in the police station. He basically ran the lower floor of the station. Prisoners, reports, complaints, and call outs, he controls them all and keeps them organized. With his size, build, and the light scar on his face you would imagine that Twister would be working in construction somewhere in a city or some kind of mill near town. “Assault, Assaulting an officer, public intoxication and resisting arrest,” Strom answered. Lighting and Steel are behind him. “Quadruple charges,” Twister said while writing in the logbook. Something that was mandatory with every arrest or a call-out something in town. “Congratulations Storm, you’re the fourth officer to bring in someone with four charges.” “Seriously?” Lighting asked. “This is a festival mate,” Twister reminded. “Public intoxication and Assault are basically the most common charges at a festival in this area.” Twister then pushed a few papers to Storm the normal paper to fill out after every arrest. “Here’s your prize.” “Yay,” Storm cheered. “More paperwork.” “Do it later,” Twister said. “We need everyone out there. Just put it with the others on your desk.” “Alright, at least things can’t get worse tomorrow.” Storm said, taking the papers.