Author's Notes:

And so our investigation, continues!

The interrogations had begun, and already the Song Of The Sea were spreading like bugs trying to find every person that had any contact and or close and personal connections with them. This however was a bit problematic; almost everyone in the school had talked to the Dazzlings. This only made their search even more difficult. Thankfully for them, they knew a select group of people who had recent contact and were ones who they talked to the most.

Vinyl Scratched briskly walked towards the front door of the Principal's office. Upon the slamming the door, a series of thoughts ran through her head like a bullet train.

I could tell right away she was surprised by the way I slammed the door hard. I strut into her office like I was on a runway, keeping my serious face like I knew I something was up. The older dame sitting at her desk looked at me in shock from the door slam, to which an harsh blush of embarrassment fell. But I brought my support beams back up, and stayed on task. This required 100% focus, and I was on top of it!

"Sorry for slamming the door in your office," Vinyl shamefully replied.

"Is there something wrong, Vinyl?"

Vinyl cleared her throat and straightened her posture. "Yes there is! My friends are missing, and we've got to find our psycho no matter what!"

"Right, The Markless," Principal Luna remembered, "I am deeply sorry for the news girls, believe me. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Yes there is." Vinyl replied, pulling out her notepad. "I need to ask you some questions, as they may help me on my investigation."

"I will answer whatever you have to ask."

"Excellent."

Vinyl placed her bottom into the chair across from Principal Luna, holding the piece of paper and pen in her hand. Principal Luna calmly sat back in her chair, with her elbows on the desk, giving her undivided attention.

"When was the last time you saw the Dazzlings?" Vinyl asked, holding her pen ready.

"I saw them like every other student here. They were minding their own business, attending their classes as they should be, and as far as I could tell nothing out of the ordinary was to be found about them."

Vinyl scribbled ferociously into her notepad, writing down everything that Principal Luna said.

"Good, good... did they do or say anything to you that would have made you cross or mad?"

"No. They did not." Principal Luna replied, still staying calm and looking Vinyl in the eyes.

"I see..." Vinyl wrote down another note. "Where were you the night that the Dazzlings were kidnapped, roughly Monday evening stretching over to Tuesday morning?"

"My sister and I were on our way back to our home after we had closed everything up here at school. We bought Chinese takeout, filed some papers, answered some emails, and just went to bed. But at no time that evening did we leave to go visit the Dazzlings."

Still writing, Vinyl nodded. "Mmm... Okay. Now here's something I have to ask, do you have any possible ideas on who could have kidnapped the Dazzlings, Principal Luna?"

Principal Luna shook her head. "I'm afraid not. I would have suspected the Sonic Rainbooms, but I know they're struggling to earn everyone's respect so I doubt one of them would have done this. And I sincerely doubt Sunset Shimmer did anything because as far as I've heard, she's in jail."

Vinyl nodded. "I see."

She put a check mark next to the question she got the answer to, and folded up the book. She stood up from her chair, looking down to the principal.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Principal Luna nodded. "If there's anything I may of be help with, please tell me. It's imperative we get them back safe and sound."

"Believe me, I know."

Vinyl walked out of her office, carefully closing the door shut. Looking back into her notes, she sighed. "Well, there goes any suspicions of the principal."

Lyra Heartstrings strut down another wing of the school, twirling her flute around in her hand. She turned her gaze to every square inch and corner around her, looking for anyone who could be a possible suspect. Who did she know last speak to the Dazzlings? Who was in most recent contact?

Looking back ahead of her, her eyes sparkled when she saw someone. She recognized this boy. Maybe he could be of some help?

"Konichiwa, misutāsentorī," Lyra greeted.

The boy turned his attention to her, and a friendly expression did turn. His skin was pale, but his hair was spiked up blue. A black jacket with a single blue stripe streaking around covered up his white T-shirt which had a logo of a shield with a lightning bolt. Lastly, a pair of blue jeans over his sneakers. This boy was known around here as Flash Sentry. Guitarist, and lead singer of his own band; Flash Drive.

"Lyra, hey. What's up? Oh, I heard about the news. Really sorry for what happened," Flash said, speaking to the Japanese-American.

"Its okay. Its not your fault... or is it?" Lyra said, raising a brow with suspicions. But she raised her brow back down. "Just kidding! Anyways, if you don't mind, I would like to ask you some questions."

"Go ahead. Shoot," he replied, leaning against his locker.

Lyra, just like everyone else, pulled out a notepad and pen to write down the responses from the suspects.

"When was the last time you saw the Dazzlings?"

"Just like everyone else. I was just minding my own business, not doing a thing." Flash shrugged.

Lyra raised a brow. "So you weren't doing anything, is that right? I find that hard to believe."

Flash rolled his eyes. "Okay, I was practicing on my guitar, but the noise got a little loud and I was told to stop."

Lyra's hand scurried with the pen, dribbling down her notes in Japanese.

"Who complained about the noise?"

"Well... actually, it was the Dazzlings."

Lyra looked back at Flash. "Them, huh? Did they do anything to make you mad?"

Flash shook his head. "No. They asked me nicely if I could turn it down a notch, and I said, 'sure, whatever'."

"Yes, yes, I see..." Lyra muttered, writing down his responses. "Did you have any personal feelings or thoughts on the Dazzlings? Or any of the individuals?"

"Well... I don't know if I should say..." Flash rubbed the back of his head.

"Flash, please. This could really be helpful." Lyra pleaded.

Flash took a deep breath. Inhale... and then exhale.

"Alright, I... I had a crush on Adagio, there, I said it. I found her cute, she was really nice to me, and she practically saved our school and all of us. How could I not?"

Lyra nodded. "You do realize she has a girlfriend now, right?"

Flash sighed. "I know. I'll admit, I was devastated when I found out she was already seeing someone, but you know, nothing I can do to stop it."

"Mmm..." Lyra said, looking at Flash with some thought. There was more that he wasn't telling her, she just knew it. "So you respect Adagio's bisexual relationship?"

"Yeah, I--wait, she's bi?" Flash blankly stared. "Why didn't I know that?"

"Some things aren't worth questioning, Flash. But we're getting off-topic. Do you respect her relationship?"

"Yeah, I do. If she's dating someone, then its cool. I'm perfectly fine with being friends with her." Flash replied, sounding a bit frustrated.

Lyra scratched off another question in her notepad.

"Do you have any thoughts on who might be crazy enough to kidnap them?"

Flash scoffed. "Why don't you go talk to the Rainbooms? Considering how much they're hated and since the Dazzlings ruined their plans, I wouldn't be surprised if one of them kidnapped them. Or even if one of their families could have done it."

Lyra blinked. "If you think its one of their families who could have done this, who do you think would?"

"Honestly, probably one of the Pie sisters. Pinkie Pie has a crazy family, I wouldn't be surprised if one of them was the one who kidnapped them," Flash stated.

"I see, I see..." Lyra finished her note-taking, then folded up her book. She looked back up to the guitarist, offering a friendly smile. "Thank you for your cooperation."

"Its no problem."

Lyra smiled one last time, and then walked down the hallway back on her mission. Her mind did think about possible suspects, but mostly she was thinking back on that conversation. Flash had a crush on Adagio? Even stranger was that there was still some feelings for Adagio. Could he have taken his crush for her too far?

Not too far ahead in another hallway, were the Sonic Rainbooms who were in their own cluster. Trying their best to avoid contact with any of the other passing students, they intentionally veered away from any of their faces. Thankfully Bon Bon was near by and was there to act in the case that Trixie was gonna go too far.

"Alright Trixie, lets try to approach this calm as possible." Bon Bon asked.

"Oh, I plan on it... And if no one gives me an answer, Trixie's going to let the beast out." Trixie grit her teeth.

"I'm sorry what?"

"You'll find out..."

Trixie and Bon Bon's shoes hit the ground as they walked towards the Rainbooms. But they still didn't let up their guard, or even look back to anyone around them.

"Hey."

The Rainbooms still didn't react.

"I'm talking to you girls," Trixie grit with a less than happy tone.

That cold voice was enough to make them turn around and look at the angry geek that was in front of them.

"Oh, Trixie, hey! Uh, h-how's it going?" Rainbow Dash asked, rubbing her head.

Trixie sneered, flashing her teeth.

"Uh, Trixie, not to be rude but uh... you've got uh a wee, something of uh, well..." Rarity cringed. "You've got a piece of bacon stuck in your teeth."

Trixie closed her mouth, feeling the piece she referred to. One flick was all it took to get it out, and she opened to speak again.

"If you girls aren't busy which I know you are not, I need to ask you all some questions," Trixie crossed her arms.

"About what? Oh wait, is this about that freaky broadcast with the guy who said he kidnapped the Dazzlings and then showed that he actually did?"

Trixie growled, "Yes."

"Oh. Right. Oopsie," Pinkie rubbed her head.

"Why do you wish to talk to us?"

"First rule of mysteries, Rarity, everyone is a suspect. And that includes all of you."

All four of the Rainbooms gulped.

"Oh, well, okay. We'll try to cooperate as best as we can." Applejack nodded, scared out of her mind.

"Come on, we don't have a lot of time right now, we've got--"

Rainbow didn't finish for she felt her body being slammed against the locker. Looking down she could see Trixie grabbing her by the shirt, and with a snarling face so angry she could burst into flames.

"Let me make this clear to you, Rainbow Dash! My friends, my own girlfriend, is out there and being held by a complete pyschopath! I don't know what is happening to them right now, but so help me if you girls make this difficult, I will not hold anything back!" Trixie yelled.

Rainbow Dash felt sweat running down her head, and she gulped. "Y-Yeah, of course..."

"Good."

Trixie let go of Rainbow's shirt, allowing her to get her back off the locker.

"Alright." Trixie clicked her pen. "Where were all of you on Monday evening?"

"I was home asleep in bed," Applejack answered, sounding sincere.

"Chores."

"Homework and trying to run a store at the same time," Rarity moaned.

"Homework," Pinkie Pie slumped.

Trixie grunted. "Just... helpful... Okay, where is Fluttershy?"

"She still doesn't want to talk to us, I'm afraid. We've tried to call her, all we get is her voicemail. We've tried email, visiting her house, nothing. She isn't around."

Trixie's eyes jolted back up. "You say Fluttershy isn't here?"

Applejack nodded.

"And you have no idea where she's gone?"

The girls nodded.

Trixie huffed. "Wonderful."

She scribbled another note into her notebook.

"Well if you don't know where Fluttershy is... then when was the last time you saw her?" Trixie asked, glaring at them.

"We saw her last week. She was no different, still the same raging, ranting, and raving girl we know," Rarity replied.

"Was there a reason for why she was angry?"

Applejack shook her head no. "No, nothin' that we know of."

Trixie and Bon Bon glared at Applejack. Her response was very quick, and they could see her turning her gaze almost everywhere but the two girls who were questioning them.

"You're lying, Applejack. I bet you know she was angry, but you just don't want to tell us."

Applejack sighed, "Alright fine! Look, she was ravin' cause she hated the probation and she said she wished she never had any of this happen to us."

"Enough to want to kidnap the Dazzlings for revenge?" Bon Bon asked.

"No! I know Fluttershy, she would never do that!" Applejack pleaded.

"Sure she would..." Trixie snarled, writing down more notes. "Now back to business. If you girls want to claim you're not the reason they're gone, who do you think would have done it?"

"We don't know. Honestly, we don't know who." Rarity frowned.

"Can I just say something right now?" Pinkie Pie asked.

Trixie and Bon Bon both turned towards Pinkie.

"Yes?" Trixie asked, impatiently.

"Okay, first of all, the only one I could guess is... nah. Maybe my sister Limestone, but I don't she'd do it. She's more grumpy. Also, I know this is probably a bad time but..."

From out of nowhere, she pulled out a single cupcake with sprinkles and white frosting in her hand, extending it to Trixie.

"I did make cupcakes and I wanted to ask if maybe you wanted one? Maybe as a start for a new friendship?" Pinkie asked, winking.

Trixie scowled as she looked to the cupcake, and back at Trixie.

"My girlfriend is missing... and all you can think of right now is offering a cupcake?"

"Well..." Pinkie rubbed the back of her hair.

Trixie shoved the cupcake towards Pinkie Pie, refusing her offer. Some of the frosting smeared on her jacket, but Trixie showed no regret.

"Keep your drugged infected cupcakes, Pinkie Pie. I don't need your stupid food right now!" Trixie snapped, stomping away from the Rainbooms. Steaming could be seen coming out of her ears as she walked away, and she huffed and puffed. Bon Bon groaned as she held her head, and followed Trixie closely behind.

She turned her head for a second, and could see a little bit of a few tears pushing past her eyes. Should she have talked to her that way? Maybe. Maybe not. But she could tell Pinkie Pie was a little hurt by her accusations. While she couldn't blame her for the stress about what had happened to their friends, she did feel only a small glimmer of remorse. Maybe they went a little too far.

"Trixie, I think you stepped over the line there." Bon Bon called out.

"Now's not the time, Bon Bon!"

"Its official." Trixie said, holding her head as she stared down at the collection of notes from the interrogations. "We are the worst detectives, ever conceived in history."

The Song Of The Sea were all gathered in an empty practice room, with all of their notes gathered together. Only a handful of suspects, and only a few seemed like possible suspects.

"I'm sure you're over-exaggerating," Bon Bon stated.

"We've talked to almost everyone in the school, and we've come up with only a few leads. Fluttershy, Flash Sentry, Muffins, we barely have anything to go on!" Trixie's hands slapped her sides.

"I have a suggestion. What if the person who kidnapped them wasn't someone who goes to CHS...?" Octavia asked.

Their heads looked at Octavia.

"You think so?"

"Its a possibility, is it not? We have some friends outside of school, perhaps they could be just as guilty as some of these guys."

Trixie nodded. "I suppose its worth a try. And I know just who to start with."

"Who?" Octavia asked.

"You all are about to find out..." Trixie tapped a few numbers into her cellphone. She raised it to her ear, and once it answered, she spoke. "Hey! Oh its... no I'm... How are... okay can I just talk!? Thank you. Sorry, I'm a bit on edge right now. Listen, something big has been happening, and I wanted to ask, would it be alright if I could see you?"

Everyone waited patiently, listening to her conversation.

"We can? Oh, great! Thanks! What time? Okay, that works perfectly! Okay, thank you!"

She hung up the phone, putting it back in her pocket.

"Girls, I think we may have another possible suspect..." Trixie replied.

"Who? And can you please be a little less vague than what you are being now?"

"Trust me Octavia, we're going to see her later today. If she knows something, then we're going to need to have a little chat..."