This is the story of Crick Jowl, a poor Wolvanian immigrant, whose goal is to make it to make it big in Canterlot. This task becomes a lot more difficult however, when he can't get a normal job. So he has to resort to crime. He'll do whatever it takes, to achieve this goal. But will he even be able to accomplish it? He's in way over his head and He was never good at making plans on his own. Perhaps he'll need some help.

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This is technically my second fic, the first time turned out terribly this time I'll try to get it right. Anyways this takes place in a Victorian age Equestria with anthro ponies. Anyways I hope you enjoy.