In the criminal justice system, ponies are represented by two seperate but equally important groups. The guards who investigate crimes, and the ponies who prosecute the offenders. These are stories of the later.
My name is Magna Carta. I am a graduate of the Hayvard Law University in Canterlot. My father was a guard, he always told me that peace, harmony, and justice are what keeps our world afloat. I wanted to be a guard. Like him. But I have this thing about fighting and... ugh... Blood... I've always been better with my words than with my hooves. I became addicted to reading, the law of Equestria I found to be quite enthralling. I had no idea we had laws to cover such... Well... Diabolical crimes, I didn't even know these crimes exsited! Rape, murder, necromancy, inspiring chaos, conspiracy to insight chaos, and many other crimes were completely alien to me until law school. As it turns out though... Equestria isn't the sparkling land I thought is was... After I graduated I established myself as a freelance attorney, I prefered prosecuting but defending the innocent is the most important thing. This brings me to today. Today I got a letter from a pony named berry punch...
Dear Mr. Lawyer Colt Pony
My name is Berry Punch and I need your help.
I've been arrested for... Well I don't really remember what, this last week has been kinda fuzzy... Well, actually REALLY fuzzy... But I do know I didn't do it!
You know my sister, my sister cherilee, so I hope you can help me... Maybe for freeish? It's not that I can't pay you, it's just that I have this fine thingingy... Oh wait... Could you get that waved? If you could that'd be great! Yeah that sounds good, getme outta jail, get this thing off my record and loose my dumb finey thing. That'd be super.
Please and thanks
Yours,
Berry Punch
Oh goodness... Not Cherilee... You're, you're wondering why I'm cringing huh? *sigh* story time, here's the short; Back in law school I knew a mare who I kinda slept with... Allot, as in she was at my dorm everynight and my roomate ended up just keeping a sleeping sack out in the hall... Or was it a pull out bed in the wall? Hmm... Anyway,turns out she was about ten years my senior and a teacher to boot. She was my first... Well... Everything, and I get the feeling we almost, kinda sorta, almost slipped on the blanket of holy matromony... 'Cept well... Along with my thing about blood, I have this thing about mares...
Don't get me wrong! I'm not a 'playa' I only date one mare at a time! I'm just kinda scared of divorces... If you worked in my field, you would be too... I'm just kinda... Absolutely terrified of commiting to one...
Oh sure, yeah we exchanged "I love you"s between moans in the heat of it but I didn't expect for me(or her for that matter) To start meaning it! Who can?! So, one day I said I'd want to meet up, and then never really did... I've avoided her ever sense... I just kinda forgot one funny caviot of going into business...
I'm in the book.
So here I am now, a letter sitting on my desk from the sister of the mare who I sorta fell in love with, ran away from, and swore I'd forget about but never got around to actually forgetting her...
And she wants my help.
On the one hoof, I'm just starting out on my own. I have to take what I can get to pay my bills and well, eat.
On the other... it's her sister... Who, if I recall correctly was a drunk, and most likely has a case against her with enough evidence to build a bridge to the moon... Winning could be Faust-Damned impossible case to win... And I [really/i] hate losing.
I could ignore the letter, but then I wouldn't get the chance to see her again...
Errr, not that I- T-terribly want to...
I'm serious...
I don't.
Stop looking at me like that!
Seriously! It's not like that!
Fine! You want me to answer the damn letter? I'll answer the damn letter!
Dear Ms.Punch
-I'm-honored-thrilled-happy-pleased- I appreciate that you -see-feel- consider me apt to be your legal representation in this matter.
By the time you get this letter, I'll have begun my trip to ponyville. I look forward to -seeing-defending-going through- clearing this matter up. I feel this case will be resolved shortly and we both can promptly put this all behind us. I will hasten to ponyville a.s.a.p, have the guard give my phoenix a treat if they can. I am confident we will be able to settle this -matter- affair quickly and have you home for dinner.
Yours
Magna Carta, Attorney at Law
That sounded alright... I think... Does It sound ok to you?
Who am I even talking to...
Whatever... All that's left is to tie this message to pyrelights ankle and... Dread for the best...
My name is Magna Carta. I like coffee, apples, comfy chairs, and apparently... Older mares.
Fun, Fun...