Bump in the night

>Dead of night.
>You're not sleeping, but you are slumbering.
>BUMP*
>You jolt up at the noise.
>You call your best friends: Smith & Wesson
>You creep downstairs, searching for the source.
>It's coming from the living room.
> Adrenaline rush!
>"GET SOME!!!!!!!" you scream, shooting in a blaze of glory.
>Somebody just got their daily dose of vitamin L.
>The perp falls to the ground.
>You turn on the light to reveal...
>Your pet fluffy pony.
>He must have gotten out of the safe room.
>You look around. You see a damp, red ball.
>It's all coming together.
>Pony couldn't sleep, decided to go downstairs to play.
>The ball must have knocked something down, causing you to do the deed.
>Pony got restless. Pony got dead.
>Cars pull up to your driveway.
>COPS.
>Someone must have called after hearing the gunshots.
>What to do.
>The police bust down your door. They question you.
>You blame it on minorities.
>No follow up whatsoever