Alright. So this story, It'll be my Pastebin tester story.
I guess partial smut will be involved, but mainly "plot".
 
>It was a cold evening
>Cold as the frost in your wife's meatloaf last night.
>"Anonymous! It's pouring a storm out here tonight, it's cold, let's head back to the station". Your partner said
>A fine young woman she was, she'd been with you since day one on the force.
>Detective Celestia, Homocide desk.
>It always crossed your mind why she stuck through with you in these cases.
>She had a teenage sister to go home to every night.
>Luna, quiet girl, but very polite.
I can't, Celestia, at least not yet, something about this doesn't feel right
>And it wasn't your wife's cooking
Go home, Luna needs you
>"Are you sure? I can stay if you'd like"
Nah, it's fine, I'll be alright, just head home
>"Alright then Anon, be safe"
>With that, she left, now you were alone
>This case was like nothing you saw
>Homocide, more like a big intentional mess
>Victim was sawed in half, upper limbs cut off
>Worst of all, it was someone you knew
>Sunset Shimmer
>Looking over her body, you examine it further
>You find her phone, quickly, you stash it away in your coat pocket
>You could use it as evidence later
>You notice a tattoo on her neck, that isn't covered in blood
>It was a symbol, of a golden sun
>Weird
>The rain was making it hard to concentrate
>Out of frustration, you throw your badge at the dumpster near the alley
>Going to retrieve it, you notice something shine
>Upon further inspection after picking up your badge, you find that it's a locket
>It had blood on it, Maybe Shimmer's
>Once again, you take the possible evidence and stuff it away in your pocket
>You never put the evidence in a bag or give it to anyone, you didn't want anyone tampering
>Standing up, you go back to Shimmer's body
>You were a real bitch back in school, you think to yourself about her
>But you changed for the good of cause
>Why would anyone want you dead now?
>You only know some people who could've done this
>Looking over everything one more time, you decide there's nothing else to find
Man...this is gonna be tough
>After getting into your car, you decide to head home for the night
>Good thing Celestia had her own car
>She lived on the other side of town and you didn't feel like driving too far
              This was Canterlot Noire