This may sound like the story of a person that robbed the rich, and fed the poor. Your wrong. It's the story of a pony that robbed the rich to feed the poor.

It all started when Robin kofia was walking through the forest with his best friend, and partner Little John. The two always had each other's backs, but when they were walking somepony spotted them, the sheriff.

The sheriff ordered four police officers to attack them. These two were wanted dead, au alive. The two ponies that were being shot at saw a shed to hide in, and they went in it. The police Lost them, and went somewhere else.

LJ: wewe know something Robin? You're taking too many chances.
Robin: Chances? Whatever are wewe talking about?
LJ: Take a look at your hat. That's not a candle on a cake wewe know.
Robin: Ah, the bloody wankers nearly took my head off. They're getting better wewe know.
LJ: Yeah I know. If we keep this up, we're dead ponies.
Robin: Rubbish, nopony can kill us. *shoots Little John's hat*
LJ: Whoa! What were wewe thinking?! That cost me 5 bits.
Robin: I was just setting a point.
LJ: hujambo I just thought of something. Are we good guys, au bad guys? We rob the rich to feed the poor.
Robin: Rob? That's zaidi rubbish we never rob! It's zaidi like... Borrowing.
LJ: Borrowing, hmm. Yer right. After all they do get the money back.

While the two were talking about money, they soon heard the sound of cars coming toward them.

Robin: Several police cars passing by. This could only mean one thing.
LJ: The King of Trottingham is having an escort.

In the parade of cars were eight police cars, a limo, and three Foallaris.

zaidi on this in the inayofuata part.