I knew something was funny about this place, the talking animals, the strange dog and worse of all was this itch on my back I just cant reach; Just like Alexander back at the stage, this itch was untouchable. My gut told me that playing along was the fastest way to get out of this situation but that still doesn't mean I have to like it. No, this was a delicate situation and it requires finesse and a careful touch if I have any hope of getting away from these strange horses...
Twilight was searching though her books to find some sort of explanation for the misleading spell; Spike was watching the new guest carefully. Frank wandered around the library with his hands in his pockets examining the books. Twilight lifted a fresh quill in the air and brought it to her desk,both paper and quill hovering in the air behind her so she could write and read at the same time, scribbling down a letter and sealing it with a red band.
Frank picked up a small statue and examined it; Spike took his attention off of the human and Twilight stated whispering to him. Frank raised a brow, noticing that the globe was not of earth...he put it back but he tripped on a board raised up out of place a little, grabbing a glass figure on a desk next to the shelf and snapping it in two trying to brace himself with it...
Twilight heard a crash but when she looked down Frank waved, smiling brightly with his hand behind his back. Once Twilight resumed her conversation he turned around and tried to fit the two pieces back together before simply giving up and tossing it under the rug; hovering over it panicked when it obviously stuck out but snapping his attention back to Twilight when she came down the stairs. Spike blew a burst of fire and the letter was off to Canterlot. Frank stepped in front the evidence; jaw a little slack from the magic fire and staring at Spike as he descended the stairs to join Twilight.
"That is a serious case of indigestion, whens the last time you took him to the vet?"
Twilight ignored the comment and decided while she waited for a response from the princess...action was needed regardless of the setback.
"Mr. Drebin, I thought about what you said and...I have an offer."
Frank squinted questioningly and thought about it for a moment...
"Alright...let's hear it."
"I found a spell to send you home, it will take time to prepare but before I start I want to ask something of you...I called you because I need a detective to solve a problem this town is having."
Frank walked around the room slowly, eyes never leaving Twilight and knowing full well what the problem was. The town stunk to the high heavens with crime, no doubt this horse would keep him trapped in this world until he fixed it...assuming this was all real of course; he had no choice but to assume it was real though.
"You need my help to put who ever is causing this quiet town to become a hive a scum and villainy behind bars; because you know that this is too well put together to be random sprees, no this is something that goes much deeper than that."
Twilight was astounded by the level of detail this man already knew, perhaps the book was right...Spike however wasn't as easily convinced; he chalked it up to either luck or somehow he managed to hear the conversation about the letter. Either way, the dragon was still not completely convinced...
"Yes, once the job is done I can send you back to...where ever you came from."
Frank paced back to the center of the room, he heard shots fired far outside and a women shriek in terror and he remembered the oath he took to uphold the law wherever injustice ran rampant. This was a case for all of the police squad but here he was on his own, a detective facing a threat like organized crime all on his own was daunting...but not impossible.
"I'll take the case! I need a station with twenty of your finest police officers, a car and a fresh pot of coffee."
Frank turned around to exit and when he grabbed the door Twilight just stared in confusion.
"That's great and the station already has the best...but what's a car?"
Twilight ran to catch Franks attention but stepped on the glass statue under the rug,the sound of shattering making her wince and quickly jump off of the lump.
"Mazel tov! I'll be at the station if you need me."
Frank threw open the door and he strode out into the night, ready to find the first lead once he caught one of the muggers in the act. Though he failed to notice the fact that another pony was plastered to the door he opened in her face...
Twilight ran out and picked up the mare off the ground, eyes crossed and stars spinning in her eyes.
"Lyra! Are you okay?"
"I..why did you made human and tell me!"
The dazed mare fell on her back still mumbling nonsense. Twilight prayed princess Celestia would read her letter in the morning so she could get some help dealing with the strange detective; though it seemed he was actually walking in the right direction for the police station in her small town, that one she did add to luck. Twilight ran after the man in hopes of finding some answers working with him; leaving Spike to help Lyra off the ground and inside until she recovered.
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The night was almost over and a shady character was counting bits in a purse that obviously couldn't belong to him. A loud crash and mare yelling got his attention, thinking it was one of his buddies and he stuffed the purse in his coat; running to assist and perhaps swipe the steal when the chance arose. Instead he saw a a man wearing a brown coat walking off from the library...
"What in the world..."
It walked on two legs and only a grey patch of hair on its head, he ducked around a corner to watch in safety. Twilight ran out after the man and shouted.
"Detective, wait!"
The stallion glared at the man in the coat and knew this meant trouble for the organization...
He walked though the night streets, looking over his shoulder and constantly ducking corners to shake possible followers; ducking into a alley and tapping a door on the side of a rusted building, a slide opened up and leery green eyes glared down at him.
"The password."
"Bad apple..."
The door swung open and he dashed in, the bar stunk of cheep booze and smoke. A group was huddled in a lighted corner playing cards and others gathered around the bar table drinking and laughing while soft jazz played from a dimly lit jukebox. The floorboards creaked with his quick pace until he stopped in front of a desk with two intimidating looking thugs standing on either side.
"Boss, I got bad news..."
The chair turned around and the figure stayed out of the light over the desk...
"You knows what I do to jerks with bad news..."
"I have good news as well, boss!"
The figure thought for a moment and he saw a gleaming silver gun placed on the table by a dark orange hoof...he gulped...
"Proceed..."
"That mare in the library, she called herself some detective from outta town...way outta town..."
The figure leaned into the light, hoof landing on the gun and no doubt ready to kill him in an instant...
"B-but the guy was a crack pot! Looked like he never solved a case in his life!"
Babs Seed grinned, putting the gun back under the desk and she sat back in the darkness. A couple months after her visit to Ponyville she found her calling back home...being a bully was just half her job now, the other half was taking over her favorite town to make a name for herself in the underworld. The tough as nails foal used a silver tongue and intimidation to work her way to her own gang and it was only a few weeks before she had established a iron grip on the small town, if this detective was a fluke then a simple scare might run him off...
"Sends our new detective a welcomes party, make sure he gets outta town..."
The stallion trotted off with a wicked grin to his friends at the poker table, soon two others joined him and took off to teach that idiot a lesson...