                "PRC; That's Ponyville Royal Constabulary to you, buckers!" The unicorn barked, waving a Royal Guard badge in her magic. "Oh you crossed the wrong mare on the wrong hangover." She growled, menacingly, "Hooves on the ground! Horns and wings where I can see them! You have the right to shut the buck up! You have the right to write a letter to the Princess! You have the right to be taken to the 'corner' in one piece, more or less!" She declared as she advanced on Willow and me, brandishing a pair of bridles in her magic.