An incomplete tale

>A beautiful night
>The moon was shining, high in the sky, in it's crescent phase, as they trees waved in the wind
>Spiderman, and Pinkie Pie were the ones to open up the mansion, this time, the man with the web powers kicking the door in, since he didn't have any keys
>"You see, Pinkie, that's how you open a door."
>The pony with a cotton candy mane smiled, and nodded, as the two entered the killer mansion
>Pun intended
>"Now... which room should we take?"
>"This room seems cleaned! It wasn't like this before!" Pinkie exclaims, pointing to the room on Spidey's left
>"Huh. Good find, Pinkie."
>The two walked in, and sat down at some newly cleaned tables, the shine on them being quite impression, for Scruffy standards
>"Now, all we have to do is wait for more people. Like some black people, for example."
>"Did somebody say Neil Degrasse Tyson?"
>Just like clockwork, the science man himself walked in, a smirk on his face, Nicholas following suit
>" 'Sup, man. I said black, but white-black can work, too." The Spidey smirks... if you could see it, then you would know, offering the scientist to come over
>"Take a seat. Nothin's happenin', yet."
>And so, he does, along with Nick, who's stayed awfully quiet, for some reason
>"I wonder what's gonna happen in this on-" Nick's interrupted by the subtle sound of... music
>Specifically, the Space Jam music...
>"COME ON AND JAM, YEAH, COME ON AND JAM!"
>"...Shit."
>"What's happening, Spidey...?"
>"Space Jam, Pinkie Pie. Space Jam."
>"CAUSE IT'S THE SPACE JAM!!"
>A basketball is thrown through the door, breaking the back wall, and destroying the door in it's entirety
>"I fucking hate Michael Jordan."
>"But Spidey... He's possibly the best basketball player EVER!"
>Spidey can only sigh at Pinkie's comment, as another starts to walk in
>...Rather, trot in
>"No need to fear, my loyal subjects! Trixie is finally here! And she's gonna solve this case, with ease!"
>"Good luck," The red and blue man starts, shaking his head.
>"Nobody's died yet, so your arrogance isn't gonna help solve a dead case."
>"Nice pun there, Spidey."
>The super hero looks confused at his pink friend, subtly tilting his head
>"What pun?"
>Trixie walks in the doorway, with a smirk on her muzzle
>"Oh, that doesn't mean anything to Trixie. She can solve a THOUSAND cases, without even a single blood being dropped!"
>"Good luck," The hero retorts, rolling his eyes, "The only way someone could solve a case without a murder is if they framed them."
>Neil nods, confirming Spidey's suspicions
>Suddenly, footsteps and hoof-steps are heard down the hall, as well as talking, between two familiar voices
>"Listen, Tia, I know you love bananas, but wouldn't it be better to just love Apples or some shit? You could crush that banana with your pussy. An apple? That could never happen!"
>"...What the hell are you talking about, Arin?"
>"All I'm sayin' is, apples are stronger than bananas. I can't crush an apple with my bear hands."
>"...What the fuck are you talking about, Arin? Honestly, I was just telling you about the time I played a prank on Luna. Then you come around and start talking about putting bananas in my marehood..."
>The two come by the door, Arin still talking his mouth off
>"I'm just saying, Tia. Apples and even oranges are much better fits than bananas."
>The four sitting at the table look towards the two regulars, shocked faces on them
>"...The FUCK are you guys talking about?" Spidey questions, his... fuck it, you can't even see his eyebrow move in his stupid costume
>"Why would you want to stick fruit in a mare's pussy?" Neil asks, clearly confused about their conversation
>"...Trixie does not want to know how Arin knows about putting fruit in one's marehood..."
>"Oh, it's real easy!" The animator smiles, and takes out an orange, "All you gotta do is-"
>Groans are heard all around the room, as Michael Jordan comes in to receive his ball
>"Hey, any of you guys have seen my Space Ja-"
>"Shut the fuck up, Michael. Just go get your damn ball and leave."
>Spiderman sighs, and motions the two regulars to come in, resting his hand on his face
>"But that's what I'm looking for. I nick named my ball the "Space Jam", as a reference to the multimillion dollar movie I made. It brought me back to the game."
>A sigh is heard from Celestia, as she teleports the ball to Michael's hands
>"There. Now, can you leave?" The Princess asks, walking over to Michael, "We have a murder mystery to solve."
>"...A murder mystery? That sounds interesting... It could get me more money if I solved it! Lemme join in, huh?"
>A growl is heard from Celestia, as the lights flickered
>Groans and stabs are heard, along with screams of terror
>And, a ball starts to deflate...
>The lights turn back on, and Celestia's horn is covered in... blood?
>Neil and Arin are on the floor, blood all over their chests
>The basketball player looks at his deflating basketball, and looks at Celestia's... sharp horn
>He puts two and two together, and crushes the ball in his hand
>"YOU... YOU KILLED MY SPACEJAM!"
>"It was a ball!"
>"HE... HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND!"
>"I didn't even see it!"
>"I'LL KILL YOU!"
>Spiderman and Trixie take hold of the large black man, before he could lay a hand on the Princess
>"Calm down, blacky! She probably didn't deflate your ball, anyway!" Spider exclaims, making sure to take him to the back of the room
>"However..." Trixie starts, letting go of the raging black man, "It appears that Princess has... blood, on her horn?"
>The Princess looks up, and gasps
>"W-What?! But... I would never kill Arin! I'm not even sure how this blood got on here!"
>"...What about Neil?" The light blue detective asks
>"...Who?"
>"BOOK HER, TRIXIE!" Red and blue exclaims, letting go of Michael for a short while
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
>"SHIT, I LET HIM GO!"
>Michael made a beeline to the Princess, as the lights flickered, once again
>"I think that's enough, for now."
>With a flick of his screwdriver, the man with an ominous name smiled, and froze the two before anything could happen
>"Doctor!" Exclaimed everyone but the Doctor himself... and Michael
>The fucking prick
>"Yes, yes. It seems you all have mistaken our Princess here for a suspect." The Doctor walks over to the frozen mare, and takes off some of the red goo hanging from Tia's horn
>He tastes it, and hums in delight
>"It's simply ketchup. It must of fallen on her horn, after the murderer slammed into a table."
>"...Oh." Trixie says in a stalemate tone
>"Shit." Spiderman sighs, facepalming
>"No wonder why it was so thick!" Comments the pink horse
>The Doctor unpauses the two, with an assured smile on his face
>"Now, lets get back to the ca-"
>"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!"
>Michael quickly rips through the horse and the Doctor, killing them painfully
>"...Well, shit." Spiderman says, in utter disbelief
>"Okay, I'm tired of this prick."
>Nick gets out of his seat, and takes out a revolver, aiming it to the black man's head
>"Santayana, you son of a-"
>BANG!
>...Nick sits back in his seat, putting his revolver back in his holster
>"Well, that gets rid of that." Spidey smirks, sitting back in his chair
>The Doctor regenerates, just as Celestia's ghost comes out of her mangled body
>"...That man is insane!" The second Doctor exclaims, slamming his hand on the table
>"WAS insane. Nick killed him." Spiderman sipped on a mug'o tea
>...Where did he get tea?
>"Oh. Well isn't that splendid." The Doctor chimes, his smile lasting on his face
>"...I'm still dead, though."
>"Oh right. Sorry, Tia... Looks like you'll stay that way, until this bastard is foun-"
>The sun princess interrupts, frowning, "We already know who killed us, Doctor! Can't we label him as the murderer, and be done with this?!"
>He shakes his head, as the pink one scoots up her seat
>"We still don't know who killed Arin and Neil. They couldn't have been Michael, because he's dead."
>Everyone agrees, just as two more enter the fray
>"Kept you waiting, huh?"
>Snake enters through the ceiling, a smirk on his face
>And... Solaire just... appears out of thin air
>"I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED!"
>The sun princess smiled... but quickly sighed, floating to a chair
>"You know... Arin would've been glad to see you, Snake."
>The man only nods, just as Solaire gives the ghost princess a hug
>Trixie sighs, her head hung low
>"Trixie wants a hug..."
>Pinkie smiles, looking over at the cyan(?) mare
>"Don't worry, Trixie. You can always get hugs from me!"
>A single tear escapes the arrogant magician's eye, as the two share in a hug-BAM!
>The lights flicker, and a loud gunshot is heard, as the crowd turns to it
>When the lights turn on, the magician, and the pink pony full of laughter are on the floor, shared in an embrace, one final time
>A gunshot is through their torsos, their eyes widened from the shock of death
>Celestia's the first one to outburst, rushing over to the two
>"No... The element of magic... and Trixie... N-No..."
>The Doctor lays a hand on her back, although, his hand goes through her like a knife goes through butter
>"It's fine, Celestia. We'll find whoever did this... Just be glad Twilight isn't here for this..."
>She sobs, and-Wait
>How the fuck is she making tea-...Whatever
>She sobs, and sighs, nodding slowly
>"Hopefully, once we find him... He'll be gone for a long time."
>"Hah! Yeah, for like a day." Spiderman mocks, sippin' on his tea
>The second Doctor glares at the Spider, as the lights flicker, once again
>"No, no, no!" Screams the Princess, blocking the Doctor, her only friend she has left, "No, not again!"
>...But, this time was different
>The lights flashed with different colors...
>The tables moved, and the floor turned into
>...A dance floor? What?
>"Seems like we're up for a dance off..." Mutters the the sun-praising night, stepping on the dance floor
>The Doctor turned to the Princess, and smiled
>"This should be fun."