Diamond Tiara is pissed at Apple Bloom. Again. And when Diamond Tiara is pissed, things happen. Bad things. Which is probably why the spoiled pink mare and her friend Silver Spoon were standing in Sweet Apple Acres, chucking eggs at Apple Bloom's house. But when they are caught and split up in an escape attempt, well, things get pretty dramatic.

"This is a story about Twiddle and his bad night." Erm... It's straight to the point, but I think I can be a little more thoughtful than that. Let's start again.

"We all have been there, on the cusp of giving up on everything you've ever worked for." Err -no. I really don't want to appear preachy nor make too broad of assumptions either. It shouldn't be so obvious -it should be subtle, portraying a meaningful emotion and moral without ever actually saying it outright. Just try one more time.

"Down under the the stolid stars gazing upon the earth, beneath the smokestacks and thatch roofs, Twiddle sat at his-" no, no, no; this isn't right either. I mean, sure it is an omniscient narrator like it should, but... I don't know, it's nice but it just doesn't fit in with the feel quite right. Ugh.

Okay, focus. The summary needs to reflect the story in a brief selection, so what is this story? Oh Celestia, is it bad that I don't know?

Due to rampant drug use in the Crystal Empire, the Equestrian Games have been relocated to Equestria's other cold, northern city: Stalliongrad!

Thanks to their friendship with Derpy Hooves, Twilight and her friends get front-row seats to all the Stalliongradis have to offer. But in the shadows, something evil lurks. Can they unmask the mysterious Horsenberg before it's too late? And where'd Rainbow Dash go, anyway?

Note: Contains scenes of pony drug use.