The Canterlot Minstrel Show

And so they traveled along the cobblestone path, now out of sight of the terrible mud pony and found themselves among a more populated though still less civilized area, with filth littering the streets and things best left unmentioned now staining the bottom of their hooves. Pegasi infants were left to fend for themselves in the streets as their mothers quarreled amongst themselves over insignificant items of values.

“Oh honey, where are we?” The wife was in a state of pure terror, holding herself close to her husband aside her.

“I’m afraid I do not quite know dear. This area is so unfamiliar, yet I suggest we best keep our wits about us!” The husband advised, his form shaking from the same fears that plagued his beautiful unicorn wife.

And it was then that their fears were confirmed as the shadow of one pegasus followed by her pegasus companions approached. They were covered in a layer of grime that cast a fowl stench and with scars and stains of dry blood tarnishing their coats. The first, who appeared to be the leader, exclaimed out with a flow of words best unsaid yet managed to utter out “…Filly foolin’, goat cheese suckin’, horned manure heads had best fork over all yous bits, and den we gonna stomp you!”

The two were frightened and clutching at one another until the wife spoke up and said “Oh my. Pardon me madam but don’t you mean or you’ll, ahem, ‘stomp’ us?”

Another flood of language best not suited for young children spewed forth from the mouth of the aggravated leader which essentially boiled down to “Well looky hur, looks like we gots ourselves an educated type. Well I gots a question fo’ yous. What’s my hoof plus yo’ face equal?”

“I do believe that such a connection between the two objects in such an equation would lead to a distinct sense of pain.”

And then the brawl commence where the two were besieged upon by the dastardly pegasi. The assault left them bruised and bloodied and would’ve left them not much else if the husband’s quick wit did not allow him to trick the terrors attacking them. As loud as he could muster, he pointed at the opposite end of the street and shouted “We’re over there!”
Luckily the pegasi’s natural lack of intelligence served as a benefit to them as the two ran off without looking, just trying in the quickest manner to flee from the presence of the roving gang of pegasi. Unfortunately their desperation led to their undoing as they fell into a river and floated along, their fates unknown.