Ms. Harshwhinny's Punishment

"And that is why we don't ride our bikes without a helmet!" The pony finished, addressing the small crowd that had gathered in front of her. "Do you understand how dangerous it is now?" Ms. Harshwhinny bent down and peered at the child she had been lecturing.

"Y-yes ma'am." The purple and black filly answered nervously. She glanced at her friend, hoping to find a way out.

"Thankyousomuchforthosehelpfulhints." Flurry Heart blurted. "B-but we really must be one our way."

"Not on those bikes, I hope." Ms. Harshwhinny glared at the girls.

"Well we're kind of far from home, and we need to get there fast..." Flurry trailed off, to busy stepping onto her bike.

"No!" Ms. Harshwhinny shrieked, ripping the bike from under the filly and sending her flying. "I just told you how dangerous that was! Do not defy me!" The crowd that had gathered to watch gasped, and ran towards the fallen pony.

"I'm telling Princess Cadence!" Flurry's friend said quickly before running away from Harshwhinny.

"She did what?" Cadence gasped, her daughter sitting in front of her. "And here I thought her therapy was actually doing something to help." Cadence sighed, placing a bandage onto Flurry Heart's hoof.

"What's going on?" Shining Armor burst into the room, ready to protect his ray of sunshine. "Who." Was all he said as he looked from his daughter to his wife. "Who did this to my Flurry?"

"It was Ms. Harshwhinny dear." Cadence said, finishing up Flurry's bandages. "I'm not really sure what to do."

"I'll tell you what to do." Shining Armor growled. "Bring me Anvil."

"You mean the dragon? The dragon that we just put in the Crystal Jail because he was reaching the age where his sexual cravings are incredibly dangerous? That Anvil?" Cadence couldn't believe her ears. Why, just this moment Anvil was probably destroying a dummy with his monster of a member.

"Yes, that Anvil." Shining Armor confirmed. "Ms. Harshwhinny will pay for what she did to my daughter."