My writers block is gone! Longer chapter this time! Hope everyone likes it. If i can keep up the pace the next chapter will be out within the next 2 weeks.I ended up helping out the Cakes with the lunch rush without saying a word to anyone. It wasn’t like they even noticed. They were still too busy with the mob of ponies in the bakery screaming out orders.
Somehow I was able to take charge of the counter which made taking orders easier. I wrote down the orders I heard and put them in a pile for the Cakes to take care of. With Spike at the register taking in the bits that were being thrown at him, and Mr. Cake bringing out orders and passing them out to the angry mob, it freed up Mrs. Cake to take care of the biggest problem in the bakery, the twins.
In about 5 minutes the constant crying came to a halt and she came out of the kitchen with the twins thrown across her back, both of them fast asleep.
As she walked past me she said something inaudible over the sound of the screaming mob. I was also still too caught up in my thoughts on how to tell them along with taking down orders to even really care.
I continued on with in silent writing down orders until I dropped the pencil and pad I was levitating and my eyes grew wide as it dawned on me what was happening.
Mrs. Cake was bringing the twins to their room, which meant that she had to pass by Pinkie’s room.
And I hadn’t closed the door which meant that…
“Twilight what’s wro-” Spike began only to be cut off by an ear splitting scream from upstairs followed by the sound of the twins crying.
The entire bakery went silent. The ponies that were once screaming out orders and throwing money at the counter were silent and motionless. The only sound heard were the piercing wails of the Cake twins coming down the stairs.
All of a sudden Mr. Cake burst out the kitchen dropping the boxes on his back and went galloping full speed up the stairs.
Seconds felt like hours as everyone waited for something to happen.
“Honey-bun wha-” Mr. Cake said as he ran up the stairs. Then over the sound of the crying there was a loud yell then a thud from upstairs which only caused the twins to cry louder.
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An hour later the bakery looked like Nightmare Night had come again. There were two Lunar Guards posted outside the front door of the bakery watching the crowd that was beginning to gather on the around the yellow “Crime Scene” tape, that was surrounding the building.
There were guards everywhere. They were inside the bakery and around the outside looking for clues.
I had used Spike to send a letter to Celestia, but somehow Princess Luna had gotten it instead so she was the one who had sent help.
All of the guards looked out of place in Ponyville. They all had dark hued coats and stuck out against the vibrant colors of the town. Some didn't even look like ponies. The pegasus guards that hovered around the roof and second floor on the outside had bat-like features including leathery wings instead of feathered ones.
Even the unicorns were different. They all had long, sharp, pointed horns and menacing teeth.
To top it all off, each of them wore dark sunglasses over their eyes as if the sun would have blinded them.
The newly arrived ponies took their time inspecting Pinkie’s room and the perimeter of the building and after a while began to question each of us about what we knew.
Mr. and Mrs. Cake went in first and were on the verge of a breakdown by the time they were let out. They barely answered any of the questions they were asked. Mr. Cake fainted at least twice during the whole ordeal and had to be carried to his room after his interview.
When the Cakes came out I was pacing back and forth in front of the front counter completely worried about what they had found. As they left I watched as they carried the unconscious stallion upstairs and a few moments later a voice came from the kitchen calling for me in for me to come in.
The room was dark and when I went in I had to feel my way around for my seat. When I finally found it I sat down at the table and a lamp was turned on. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the sudden change and when I could finally see I saw that there was a pony across from me. He was a unicorn stallion probably 2 years younger than me with a dark purple coat and a crew cut mane style. He wasn't wearing the sunglasses anymore and I could see that his eyes were glowing like a cats’ in the darkness that surrounded him.
The look on his face annoyed me, his expression was very calm and he looked at me with a deadpan stare as if he didn’t want to be there. Not the type of expression that said that he wanted to help anyone.
His horn flared up and I watched as he flipped through the papers on the clipboard that was in front of him, pretending to read things that he had written down. After a few moments he looked up from the board and at me his eyes going up and down as if trying to size me up.
I was about to open my mouth to say something when he finally spoke, “Name please.”
“T- Twilight Sparkle,” I answered him, “Have you found any-”I began before he cut me off.
“Miss Sparkle, my name is Detective Nightshade. I’m just going to ask you a few questions and then we’ll be done here.” He said as he started flipping through the papers again. Stopping at a page he looked up at me and said “So I see it says here that you are Princess Celestia’s protégé, is this true?”
I stared at him and narrowed my eyes, trying to figure out if he was just playing around.
“Says here my flank,” I thought to myself “that is a fact that is known by every guard in Canterlot.”
“Yes.”
“And what is your relationship to the victim?”
“Victim?” I felt my eye involuntarily twitch.
“You’re new here aren’t you?” I asked him.
“Excuse me?” He asked, a bit taken back by the question.
“Pinkie Pie is not just some victim. Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with here?”
Nightshade flipped through the papers again and said, “Well it says here that-”
I grabbed the clipboard with my magic and threw it into the darkness of the kitchen behind him. The papers scattering across the floor as the board flew through the air.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”
Nightshade turned around to look for the clipboard and when he turned back around the first thing he saw were my eyes glaring into his causing him to jump back in surprise, almost tipping back over in his chair.
I was leaning across the table my face only inches from his, and to call myself angry would be an understatement.
“Do you think I care what those papers say?” I asked him. “I want to know what you know. Not what those papers say.” I pushed my face in closer to his causing his chair to fall backwards and bringing him down with it.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. As I exhaled, I opened my eyes and put on a smile, and with the calmest voice I could manage, “Now can please tell me what happened to my friend?” I said to the pony as he lay on the floor staring up at me.
As he got up, I sat back down and waited. His horn flared up and the clipboard with all the papers came flying back into the light.
He reorganized all the papers and about a minute later he cleared his throat and looked at me.
“Miss Sparkle, we do not know what actually happened to your friend, but I am afraid to say that she has been foalnapped.”
And for the second time that day I was not prepared for what I had discovered.
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My writers block is gone! Longer chapter this time! Hope everyone likes it. If i can keep up the pace the next chapter will be out within the next 2 weeks.