It was zero three hundred, and Doctor Usineighn had just fallen onto her bed. It had been a very long, arduous day for her. She'd had to dig through a young lance corporals mind, sifting through the barbaric images of his daily life to uncover a crime he had committed while stationed in Canterlot. After she found what she was looking for, the young stallion broke down, begging her for understanding. He tried to convince her that it had been an accident, and that he hadn't meant any of it. Naturally, she had her subordinates drag the pony off to the brig where her findings would be documented and sent on up the ladder. Her work was done, and she was getting a nice bonus for clean work. A small smile ghosted her face as she snuggled into her plush covers. Today had been a good day.
Riiiiing.....Riiiiiiing....Riiiiing...
She cracked open an unamused eye; glancing over at her night stand, where her phone sat, ringing loudly. She considered ignoring it for a moment, before it lifted up in her green magic. The earpiece pressed against her head, and she spoke with a tired, groggy voice.
"Usineighn. This better be good."
"It is Mari. You'll be doing flips."
The voice on the other end made her sit up in surprise. "Mel? What's going on?"
Melody chuckled over the phone. "Today was a big day for your ghost Mari. He got into lots of trouble."
Marigold Usineighn was immediately awake and alert. "What happened- wait, let me get a pen." She scrambled, grabbing a pen and a large stack of paper. "Okay, talk."
"Where to begin~" Melody cooed over the phone, causing Usineighn to grimace. "He pissed off a lot of ponies. The anti-veteran movement to be precise. They attacked him in broad daylight, and you'll never guess who they had in their ranks."
Marigold was frowning. This wasn't good at all. "Who?"
"Three of the Elements of Fausting Harmony."
The line went silent.
"Mari? You there?"
Usineighn blinked, before shaking her head. "Yeah, yeah I'm here. What happened? Did he attack anypony?"
She could practically see Melody grin. "He roughed up a couple of them, apparently almost shot a few of them. But it gets better. They overpowered him when he can't bring himself to shoot one of them, and they start attacking, and you'll never believe who showed up."
Usineighn gripped the device as tightly as she could, her horn taking down the entire conversation. "Who?"
"Princess Fausting Celestia."
There was another long pause.
"I'm gonna assume you're too shocked for words, Mari. So the Princess herself shows up, disperses the mob, scolds the elements, and saves your ghosts life. All in the matter of like, five minutes."
Rubbing her eyes, Usineighn could only shake her head. "S-so... Princess Celestia saved his life?"
"That's what I said."
"Marigold shook her head. "Where is he now? What's he doing?"
A chuckle sounded from the other side. "He's doing a lot of coma stuff from what I hear. Apparently they smoked him pretty good when they dropped him on his head, or something like that."
"A..." Usineighn paused, her pen stopping for a moment. "He's in a coma?"
"Last I heard, yeah."
"Damn... Okay, I need you get get me a copy of the police report, and witness statements from everypony who saw it go down. I need to be up to date and on top of this Melody. Don't let me down."
The pony on the other end snorted, causing a large amount of auditory feedback from the device. "I thought you'd be stoked to hear your ghost is almost pushing daisies."
"I... I'll talk to you later Melody, get me what I asked for." Usineighn placed the device gingerly back in its cradle. She sat there for a moment, before falling back onto her plush bed. Sleep wouldn't come to her however; she had much to think about.