Fluttershy whistled to herself as she trotted through the market to do her weekly shopping. Her saddlebags were filled with purchased goods and foodstuffs, and the trip was almost complete. She pulled out her shopping list and continued along her merry way.
Suddenly, there was a small crunch under her hoof and she froze up. She dropped the shopping list and looked at the bottom of her hoof. She screamed at what she saw.
An ant, or what used to be an ant, was smashed to pieces. Barely recognizable to her, she began to cry and ran down the street, more than a few ponies watched her go in confusion. She ran down the street and turned the corner, running up the steps to a large building with marble pillars around it.
Fluttershy approached the desk, screaming to the police officer behind it. He waited until she had calmed down, then spoke to her.
"What's this about, Fluttershy?"
"I'm a murderer!" She sobbed, "A cold blooded killer!" She lifted her hoof to the officer, where the remains of the bug were almost worn off from her running. The officer facehoofed.
"Fluttershy, we've been over this before. Bugs don't count as murder victims."
"But- but I..."
"Fluttershy, go home. Its alright. No big deal."
"Okay. I'm sorry, sir." Fluttershy wiped her eyes. "I guess I over reacted again, didn't I?"
"Third time this week, yes."
Meanwhile, outside the station, an army of ants was yelling about why a murderer was getting off scott-free. Of course nopony heard them, for they are only ants.