Jess' POV

"Hey, little filly." A guard smirked at me. I was just dragged into and alley of Ponyville because u didn't pay my rent or taxes or whatever. "Hey guys. Um so I'm gonna leave..." I tried to gallop past the three but they only bunched up in front of me causing me to topple back over. "Come on, I'm only 6 an can't get a job. My mom's in a asylum and my dad is a rapist/con artist. I think my life is better without being in jail." I tried to subtly convince the three jerks. "This isn't about taxes..." The guards all chuckled then all took off the helmets, "It's about the money ya owe Fiddlesticks. Matta of fact, he told us to getcha to him before ya escape again." "Escape? Oh, yeah..."

*Quick Flashback*

After Fiddlesticks McGee left with my 45 bits he told his so called workers to take me to the carriage. When the to not-so-smart stallions tried to stuff me into the carriage I bucked them in their fragile area and ran off while they groaned in pain.

*Flashback has ended*

I chuckled, "Yeah that was pretty funny. In the corner of my eye I could see a filly light green with long green and white mane. She put a hoof over her muzzle signaling for me to not say anything.

Clover's POV

The red filly agreed not to say anything which was good. Me and Lucky already had a plan we would get on the roof I the house that the alley was in between so we could jump down and ambush the stallions. Since we new the owners of the house, they owned the booth right next to Mother's, she let us in and eventually got on the roof.

"Just according to plan." I whispered to my brother. We looked down from the roof and saw the quote unquote guards. "I wonder what they're doing..." Lucky whispered back. I hit him in the back of the head with my hoof. "We're you not just paying attention?!? They're not real guards their the servants of some guy named Fiddlesticks. You dumbo!" Lucky rubbed the back of his head, "Sorry..." I rolled my eyes at my brother knowing he's gonna listen sooner or later. Hopefully it's later though.

"Ok, on the count of three we attack, ok?" I asked Lucky. He nodded silently. "1...2...3!" I whisper-yelled before me and my twin jumped off the roof and landing onto the guards with a loud THUD!