Putting my whittling knife down on the bench, I fish my binoculars out of my jacket pocket, squinting through them. Peeping down on the town was slowly becoming a hobby of mine, though I tried to avoid windows. Didn't need 'Peeping Tom' added to my reputation... Did Ponies have that kind of shit? Crime was almost nonexistent around here, at least around Ponyville, I heard from Twilight. 