[debris]

Today we had an, er, interesting case. There had apparently been a robbery, and the pony who had been robbed was, um, a bit, uhh, crazed. But not about her money! It was about her favorite charcoal pencil, her favorite colored pencil, her graph notebook, and the brand-new 12-pack of hoof polish and lip gloss. Preposterous! Anyways, she saw the pony who stole her purse. The robber got away, but she decided to help a random foal who ran up to her, looking for her family. That should distract her while we investigate, as it might take a month or two to track down the thief, annnnd I can see that she has on a scale of one to a hundred, negative four patience. But, luckily for us, her attention span is even shorter. We've put up police tape, but there's a grey pegasus with one eye up and one eye down chewing through it. I'm going to tell her to stop eating the police tape now.

This was from the police officer's point of view