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Sunset was led into a large room with bars to her left and bars to her right. She could see angry faces staring back at her from within the cells that lined the walls along the corridor. She stopped as fear slowly began to take over, causing the officer behind her to nearly push her over as she snarled out to her, “Move it! You're in holding cell number three. Now move, or I'll make you move.”

Sunset yelped out as the officer shoved her forward, forcing her to keep moving. “Stop! I didn't do anything!”

“Ah, shut up and get in your damn cell! You attacked a cop, and we don’t take kindly to that around here,” the officer snapped.

With the slamming of the metal door behind her, Sunset was left alone to wallow in her fear and pain. Shaking badly and with her right arm in tremendous pain from being manhandled by Officer Brushed Jade, Sunset stumbled over to a nearby bench. As she sat down on the bench which was bolted to the floor of the holding cell she placed her face into her hands and started to cry.

As she cried, she heard a stern voice say, “What have we here? A little, lost girl?” Sunset's head snapped up and saw that she wasn't as alone as she thought. Getting up from a spot on the floor across from Sunset's bench was an intimidating, gruff-looking woman. She walked over to Sunset and snarled, “What are you, deaf? I'm talking to you!”

Sunset looked up through blurry, reddening eyes. Sunset stared at the woman, who stared back with cold eyes that caused Sunset to tremble with fright. Having lost her patience, the woman walked over to Sunset and grabbed her by the throat. Sunset gagged as she tried to choke out, “L-Let me go! Plea--” but the woman simply applied more pressure to Sunset's throat. “Let m-me--”

Before Sunset could finish her words, four officers ran in and tackled the woman to the ground, wrestling to restrain her. Amidst the commotion, Sunset heard one of the officers say, "This is the third time you've attacked someone, Potter Glove! You're going to the restraining chair." As the officers finally cuffing her and dragged her off kicking and screaming, Sunset heard the same officer say, "I told them not to put anyone else in that cell!" All throughout the commotion, Sunset, finally freed from her assailant, simply began to rock back forth, muttering to herself and crying. One of the other officers noticed Sunset’s actions but did not intervene.

“Want to go home, want to go home, want to go home,” was all Sunset said as she continued to rock back and forth with her head in her hands. "Daddy, I just want to go home,” she sobbed out in fear as tears and mascara fell down her cheeks, staining them a light onyx. The door slammed shut again, and Sunset was truly left alone to rock and mutter to herself.

A few hours later, Mr. Cake and Fancy Pants were led into a room to talk with Officer Brushed Jade. Mr. Cake stepped forward, saying sternly to Brushed Jade, “Why did you arrest my daughter when both I and Pearl Dusk told you that you had the wrong girl? Hell, you even heard that from your own dispatch.”

Folding his arms over his chest, Fancy Pants said bitterly to Brushed Jade, “I want Sunset Shimmer brought into this room right now! From what I've been told, your actions have been highly unprofessional and unethical.”

“Now hold on, both of you!” Brushed Jade snapped back. “Sunset Shimmer attacked me when I was on the job this morning.”

Mr. Cake huffed at the accusation. Fancy Pants shook his head. Before either could say anything further, Brushed Jade got a call over her radio.

“Officer Jade, there are two people here at the front desk that claim they are Sunset Shimmer's friends.”

When Brushed Jade looked to Mr. Cake questioningly, Mr. Cake said, “That would more than likely be Principal Celestia and her sister Luna with proof of what I've been telling you. Now, will you go get my daughter, or would you rather have a lawsuit for how you treated her?”

Brushed Jade took her radio, saying, “Roger that. Bring Miss Shimmer to interrogation room six.”

"Roger. She will be brought up in a few moments.”

“If you two will follow me, I’ll take you to the room." As Brushed Jade stepped aside, opening the door and gesturing for the two to follow her out, she asked, "What kind of proof does Celestia have that I need to know about?”

“I would think it would be a video recording, Officer Jade,” Fancy Pants said as he walked by her, followed by Mr. Cake, “After all, you found her at a school.”

“Yeah, I did. After she attacked me. This girl is dangerous, and I have my own proof of that.”

“Proof of what? That you get off on hurting innocent children?” Luna snarled out when she saw Brushed Jade in the hallway. “I thought you would be good for Pearl, Jade. Now, I see you're nothing but a bully.”

Brushed Jade was about to say something, when Sunset came out of a doorway to her right, fully cuffed and clearly scared out of her mind. As the officer that was escorting her to the interrogation room led her past her principals and her father, they all heard Sunset repeat over and over again,“Want to go home, want to go home.”

Looking at his daughter as she was nearly forced into the interrogation room, Mr. Cake almost screamed out, “What the fuck have you done to my daughter?!”

“Carrot, please, calm down,” Celestia began calmly. “This won’t help her. Let's go in and see what we can do to help Sunset. Then we can worry if there will be legal action taken for this.”

“Alright. I just hate seeing her like this. I want my daughter home where she will be safe and not around people like this,” Carrot replied, pointing to Brushed Jade.

Everyone piled into the room. Luna, seeing that there was a large TV in the room, stepped forward, taking the video tape from her sister's hands. She placed the tape into the VCR. Turning to Officer Brushed Jade, she said sternly, “Alright, before I play this, tell us what makes you think that Sunset is dangerous?”

“Well, for starters, as I have already told Mr. Cake and Mr. Pants, she attacked me. Violently.”

Brushed Jade pulled down the collar of her shirt, showing her neck to all those in the room. A large, deep-purple, hand-shaped bruise was on her neck. Luna whistled when she saw the injury, but before she could say anything, Brushed Jade left the room, returning a few moments later with a box that read “Evidence” on it in big, black, bold letters.

Setting the box down, she opened it. Brushed Jade took out a twisted piece of metal and plastic, setting it down in front of Sunset, who only continued to rock back and forth, still very scared out of her mind. Pointing to the object, Officer Brushed Jade said bitterly, “This mangled up piece of metal used to be my Glock 22. Now, it's just a large paperweight.”

Luna looked at the gun, then looked at Sunset. Seeing how frightened she was, Luna walked over to her before Brushed Jade could say anything. Luna sat down next to Sunset, pulling the terrified teen into her, holding her tightly in her arms as she said softly to her, “It's alright, Sunset. No one is going to hurt you. You’ll be alright. Your father is here to take you home.”

“What!? Luna, she destroyed my gun and attacked me! You can't make that call!”

“Oh? Then explain to me how she can be in two places at once!” Luna spat back. Sunset flinched at Luna's tone, causing Luna to hold more tightly onto her. Luna could feel tears dampening her shirt. Looking to Sunset, she gently continued, “Shhh, Sunset. It's alright. I know you're frightened, but I won’t let her take you away from your father or your mother. I promise I’ll make sure you go home.”

Sunset trembled in Luna’s arms, while Mr. Cake stepped forward, pressing the play button on the VCR, saying to Brushed Jade as he glared at her, “Explain this, then. Because if you can’t, I swear to God, lady, you'll have a lawsuit on your hands for this shit.”

Brushed Jade looked at the video and watched in shock as Sunset was clearly shown moving through the school. Looking back at the teenage girl still being cradled in Luna's arms, she stammered on her words. “B-But that's impossible. I swear to you all that she was the one that attacked me and bent my gun.”

Fancy Pants looked at the mangled gun, then to Sunset. As the teen showed no sign of calming down, he said, “Officer Jade, you say that this girl attacked you, yet you saw on this video that she was at school. What time did this attack occur?”

“I encountered her this morning at around 7:15 or 7:30.”

Folding his arms over his chest, Carrot Cake said angrily, “Sunset Shimmer was in my damn car at that time.” Brushed Jade tried to say something, Carrot Cake cut her off, continuing, “My daughter is innocent. I want you to write her an apology and then say to her face that you will not come near her again. You know, Pearl spoke very highly of you when she asked me to cater a dinner for you two. I am sorry, but after this, I will not be taking that order. I can't speak for Pearl, but she certainly seemed disappointed when I spoke to her at the school.”

Looking back at the video, Brushed Jade lowered her head, knowing that she was completely defeated. Looking up, she said softly, “I was sure it was her.”

“Well, you can fucking see that it wasn’t. Now get out of here so I can calm her down enough to get her to her father's car,” Luna spat angrily to Brushed Jade, still holding Sunset in her arms. She gently ran her hand through the terrified girl's hair, continuing, “Shhh, it's alright, Sunset. You're going home, now. Come on, let me help you up. Then, we can get you home.”

As Luna helped Sunset up, she heard the younger girl say, “I’m sorry. I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment to you, Mommy.” Looking down at her, Luna saw that Sunset was so terrified she had regressed to an earlier time in her life.

Before Luna could say anything, Celestia said worriedly, “Mr. Cake, due to all that Sunset has gone through today, from losing her friends, to being accused of being Anon-a-Miss, to being arrested for something that she didn’t do, I'm willing to allow her to take the next two weeks off from school to rest. I fully expect her to stay home. Rest assured, this isn't a suspension. It's simply an excused leave to give her a chance to rest and let things slide back into place.”

Mr. Cake nodded appreciatively as he very gently took hold of his daughter, leading her out of the interrogation room towards the main entryway. Fancy Pants tracked down Brushed Jade, who was sitting at her desk, bouncing a ball back and forth.

Fancy Pants walked up to Brushed Jade's desk and said, “You need to know that I plan to run a full investigation into how you treated that girl and into any medical issues that she acquired during her arrest. I will have the Canterlot City Police Department pay for any costs and expenses amassed during the investigation, and I will be in touch with your captain, who I'm sure will be more than a little upset with you. This type of behavior cost you your partner last year, Officer Jade. Don’t make the same mistake that Tirek made.”

With that said, Fancy followed Mr. Cake out as Sunset clung to the lanky man, trying to calm herself down. Getting her to his car a few moments later, Mr. Cake gently placed Sunset into the back seat, where she laid down across the back seat, soon passing out from her fear-induced panic attack.

Mr. Cake glared back at Celestia, saying to her sternly, “I don’t know what Pearl Dusk sees in that woman, but I swear, if--if--” Unable to finish his words, Mr. Cake climbed into his car, moving to buckle Sunset in as best as he could. Looking up through his rear-view mirror, he continued, “Don’t worry, honey. You’ll be back in your own bed soon enough. You just sleep now. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Mr. Cake pulled out of the parking lot, then slowly drove home, leaving Celestia, Luna and Fancy Pants alone. The two principals nodded to Fancy Pants as they also headed home. Fancy Pants looked back at the precinct, then turned and headed for his own car.

Brushed Jade came out of the precinct, angry at being told off by Fancy Pants and Sunset’s father. Looking down, Brushed Jade walked down the first flight of stairs outside the building, sat down, and sighed heavily, saying to herself, “They want proof? I’ll get them proof. I won’t become what my partner became, but I'll get proof. I know that girl is dangerous. She needs to be locked up before someone gets hurt or--God forbid--killed.”