Rainbow Savior Chapter 3
By: Juria
It was known to everypony that visited that the Ponyville General Hospital had a quiet room, a small 15ft. x 20ft. plain white room with sound-proof enchanted walls and sound proof glass and blinds. However, this particular room was designed to allow doctors, nurses, and families of patients to discuss various conditions, to vent stress, or, at times, to comfort families in their time of need. It was not meant to contain the rage and frustration of a screaming Spitfire arguing with her sibling/fellow officer on a headset, and judging by the rattling of the windows and the shaking of the walls, they were straining to perform their given duty.
“Rapidfire, are you listening to me?! I don’t care if she just asked you help re-organize the entire library! Right now, Twilight Sparkle is fulfilling the role of head researcher, and you and Fleetfoot are there to support her and keep her happy, so that means doing whatever she asks!”
Spitfire groaned as she listened to her younger brother complain about how many books there were and about how Twilight’s attention to detail was driving him nuts after almost two months of constant searching, but all of the excuses in the world didn’t matter at this moment.
“You listen to me very carefully little brother, it’s Wednesday, it’s almost 10:30 at night, and at this very moment our only witness is refusing to talk because she’s scared to death. Now, if Twilight can find anything to help us, then I don’t give a flying feather what minor task she’s asking you to do, even if it means you have to scrub her bucking toilet with your eyelids! You will continue to cooperate with her no matter what, is that understood?!”
Spitfire heard the sound of scuffling and muffled words, and then the overly chipper voice of Ponyville’s librarian.
“Hello? Can you hear me?”
“Um, yes Ms. Sparkle, I can hear you.”
“That’s great. I may have to see about getting a pair of these for myself and Spike once this investigation is over.”
Spitfire sighed deeply. “Ms. Sparkle, I take it the reason you’re using our headset is because Rapidfire put you on here to avoid our argument. Please, put him back on.” She stated, a tad more sternly than she meant to.
“Oh, no, I actually took them from him to put myself on. I just found a break in our case.”
A glimmer of hope shone in Spitfire’s eyes. “Tell me everything you’ve found.”
Spitfire raced out of the quiet room like Nightmare Moon herself was on her tail, coming to a screeching halt in front of Soarin, who stood just a few feet from the entrance to Scootaloo’s room, watching Dash tell Scootaloo a bedtime story. “What’s got you in such a rush?” he asked. Spitfire was practically grinning like a school filly. “Twilight found a break in the case.” She stated happily, before her expression soured as she watched Dash and Scootaloo interact. “We need to talk to her before it’s too late.”