Twilight Sparkle, you're not going to win that election. Therefore, in your honor, I will arrange a bloody mafia, an underground if you will, to slowly turn domination of the whole world into our dear leader's hooves. You willing to get your hooves dirty? Welcome to our private mafia?

...Well, mine.

ALL HAIL TWILIGHT SPARKLE!

Are we all wearing black shirts? Because I'm not joining if we're all wearing black shirts.

Ponies don't wear clothes. Some of us just have swastikas for cutie marks. That's including me.

Correction. We don't NORMALLY wear clothes. Sometimes there are special occasions.

I'm cool on one condition. We are going to be called the Twilight Crew. And we will wear classy suits at all times. All times are special occasions for the Twilight Crew.

I see you understand our completely wise philosophy, good sir.

My name is Twilight Sparkle and I approve this message!

So far this is what our mafia is MWAHHAHAHA

And this is what I get for using MS paint for 5 min

This is MOST EXCELLENT.

Now I know what at least one member looks like.

(is writing note on a piece of paper engraved with a moon symbol)

Oh, this? Nothing. Nothing at all. Ignore the moon symbol. I'm writing my aunt. She lives in...Moonesdale. It's foreign.

I AM NOT A SPY. IGNORE ME.

*holds knife to back of Pie's neck*

Give me that paper.

Hmm, let's see...

Dear Princess Luna,

It appears the madness of Vainqueur has corrupted Twilight Sparkle. Due to our recent findings of the fact that Vainqueur is a corpse animated by the dark magicks of a time-old demon known as the Nemesis trying to destroy the whole universe, action must be taken immediately. Here is the picture-

And it ends. Can you explain this abstract form of treachery, Pie?

Take the knife away from Samuel, Vainqueur.