Half an hour later, Baltimore Town Hall was burning to the ground, the mare that was hitting me was tied up, with a leash, to a street lamp, and the Royal Guard was knocked out and dragged by the tail on the train. I shrunk down to ride on Skitter's back, and she was happily prancing back on the train. Because my sister wasn’t boring, or scary, like the Six Scary Mares, I actually behaved and sat next to her the whole train ride to… Canterlot. I never knew Canterlot was on the side of a mountain…