My Little ngựa con, ngựa, pony Faces

Outside of the castle, the sheriff was working with two twins in the King's army. Their names were Trigger, and Nutsy. They both looked exactly the same. The three were getting the trap set with hanging Friar Tuck.

Sheriff: Ok, now we just have Robin enter through here, and one of bạn shoot him.
Nutsy: Uh, where do we shoot him?
Sheriff: In the head, in the head! PAY ATTENTION!!
Trigger: I can do that *accidentally shoots gun*
Nutsy: Watch where you're shooting that bạn moron!
Robin: *in poor disguise* Money, for the poor.
Trigger: Let's give him eight bits
Sheriff: How about we laugh at him instead?...

In the Limousine which was where the king was

King John: Taxes! *laughs* We make them high, and rob the poor to feed the rich!
Mclaren: Yes sir, I agree! But I must inform bạn about something important.
King John: What is it?
Mclaren: The sheriff just spotted Robin Hood. His men Mất tích him, and he's with Little John.
King John: Why do I have to fight somepony with the same name that I have?!
Mclaren: It's not my fault sir!!


Meanwhile further up the road

Robin: They'll be here soon.
LJ: OK, but why are we disguised as mares?
Robin: To fool them. Trust me, it'll work.
LJ: Alright. Let's get this over...

Date: January 7, 1957
Location: Cheyenne Wyoming, inside the train station.

Pete: *In his office*
Gordon: *Knocking on door*
Pete: Who's there?
Gordon: It's Gordon. I just wanted bạn to know that I'm going to Chicagoat like bạn asked.
Pete: Yeah. The Monon Railway needs another engineer. Get going.
Gordon: Yes sir. *Walks away*

As Gordon left, another ngựa con, ngựa, pony arrived. He wore a black fedora with a áo, áo khoác in the same color.

Fedora Pony: *Knocking on door*
Pete: Yeah?
Fedora Pony: FBI. Please let me in.
Pete: Door's unlocked. Come in.
FBI Pony: *Walks in* Good morning Mr. Reimer.
Pete: How did bạn know...

One night, at a diner.

Waitress: A little late for you?
Ringo: No ma'am. We just Mất tích a friend.
Buddy: *looking over notes*
Ringo: He was a cop, and was working hard to stop cơm, gạo Limbo's mafia.
Waitress: cơm, gạo Limbo?
Buddy: *sees picture*
Waitress: You're the Seven Up's!
Buddy: *bangs counter*
Click-Clack: *sees Buddy* Are bạn ok?
Waitress: What's the matter?
Buddy: *Walks away*

Buddy was going to a subway station. As a subway left, Buddy saw Vito.

Buddy: Hey, how ya doing?
Vito: Good, and you?
Buddy: Fine.
Vito: I heard Sigmund got killed.
Buddy: Where did bạn hear that?
Vito: The newspaper.
Buddy: What...

After the car chase, Buddy went to the hospital

News reporters: Will this stallion be ok?
NYPD Cheif: No, he will not be ok. Unfortunately cơm, gạo Limbo's mafia brutally attacked him, and there's an 80% chance of death.
News reporters: What was this stallion doing?
NYPD Cheif: He was on a case to stop cơm, gạo Limbo, when they killed him.
News Reporters: He wasn't wearing a police uniform.
NYPD Cheif: He was a part of the Seven Up's.
News Reporters: What is the Seven Up's?
NYPD Cheif: It was a secret organization we made to help stop ponies from commiting crimes. Now I will answer no thêm questions. *walks...