Ponyville.
Town of the three races, closest city/town to the Canterlot Capital, and House for the Elements of Harmony.
Close to the creepy Everfree Forest, and the center of Equestria.
At night can still be a beautiful place like Canterlot, thanks to the charismatic residents, but not that night since great part of them went to the Midnight Gala. It was away of being over, which dramatically ended up without even reaching to the middle of the night.

Canterlot's Castle started to get empty, with their guests shocked and the topic was what just happened, from the starting from the exploding sound from one of Celestia's magic blasts, to when the party crashers jumped to their supposed death.

Somewhere in the outskirts of Ponyville close to the river, the two responsible end their watery cold trip, being washed away on the wet dirt, half unconscious, exhausted and hurt in every part of their bodies.
They luckily survived the fall, being the end end of the waterfall the deepest last on Equestria due to the continuous huge fall of the water for centuries digging the ground. But didn't avoid the almost death by drowning, result of the huge fall and lake's depth.

The pink mare dragged with difficulties Mane away from the water, who was barely waking up, coughing water and battling his headache from the excessive adrenaline rush back in Canterlot.

"Mane! Speak with me!" - begged Pinkamena, while shaking his head - "Are you with me?"

"I've b-been better..." - He simply said

"I bet you have... can you move?"

"Barely..."

He tried to get on his hooves, but quickly goes down with the brushes and overwhelming pains on his legs.
She proceed to helping him by getting him on his hooves and getting one of them over her shoulders, they began walking slowly to the streets, both shivering from the cold water alike the cold night, with the only sounds of their steps, crickets and the wind.

The streets were empty, with the residents inside their houses, while in the distance some carriages with returning guests from the gala coming back, they decided to hurry up, with fear the Royal Guard would come with them too.
They opened the trapdoor leading to the hideout with some difficulties, and passed the secret door in the decoy.
Basement sweet basement...

"C-come with me..." - Pinkamena said.

Mane followed her silent, and she showed a first aid box. There weren't enough for both, and they ended up sharing, with Mane giving most of his part to her, being used to be injured and fatigued due to his past adventures. She didn't thank, instead retrieving a deadly look in his eyes.

"I'm gonna rest..." - He said after finishing rolling a bandage round one of his legs, covering majority of the bruises.

"Go and don't show up in front of me." - She said angrily.

He headed to his small room with a small mattress on the floor, the bed frame was still to be built. He closes the door and lays painfully on the comfortable mattress and let the dizziness take care of the fall asleep part.

In the next morning, he start waking up, but expecting a comfortable feeling of his unfinished bed, he felt a hard surface.
He starts opening his eyes and recognizes a certain scenario. He's on a table with his belly to the surface, with his legs tied by ropes to the table's legs, and a magic ring on his horn. Pinkamena, with two of her legs bandaged and band-aids all over her body, enters with a letter, a journal "Equestria Press" and something that made him flinch, a large wooden board.

She closes the door and stands in place with a serious look in her eyes. They stood there looking at each other on the eyes, and she advanced towards the tied stallion. She opens the journal in front of him, and the headline reads:
- "Midnight Gala Crash. Infiltration, Attempt of Murder and Royal Fury."

He diverts his look into the pink mare, now showing a unpleasing grin of rage. She opens the journal and starts reading:

Mane stood silent, without a clear expression because he lived the experience himself, sweating a bit from remembering having Shining Armor in front of him. And his thoughts got interrupted when Pinkamena landed the board on his back with a slamming noise of wood in body, making him scream from the impact plus his injuries from his reckless escape.

"D-Diane! Please! L-Let me speak!" - He begged with tears on his eyes.

"Shut the fuck up! I'm not done yet!" - Pinkamena shouted at him, delivering a punch on his left cheek. - "I'm also a loser..."

"Wha-what..?"

She opened the journal, and started reading a different article:

This time, she didn't take time to bash the board on his bandaged legs, making the stallion screech in overwhelming pain, as if his bones were being smashed. She ended the punishment, breathing heavily, while he kept crying and attempting to break the ropes holding him.
She walks back to his front, and her face gets more enraged, and for last, she unfolds the letter.

Pinkamena crunches the letter and throws it on the floor, and unleashing her nerves, she assumes her bipedal pose and starts spanking Mane all over his body, not minding the most hurt spots, from his legs to his head, and a slam almost broke his horn.
He screamed and screeched, in hoping a miracle would come to save him.

After five minutes of non-stop punishement, he was all marked, red and purple over his body, some spots bleeding, including a black eye.
Diane gets on his side, and smashes the board on his rear, breaking It, delivering wooden splints all over the floor. She cuts the ropes and Mane was too tired to move. Then she rolls a bandage around his neck, and drags him by the hall, suffocating him while he struggled to get some space between his neck the blood stained bandage.
She throws him inside his room, in the dark, slams the door shut with a bang, and locks the door.

"STARVE TO DEATH! MOTHERUCKER!!!" - She yelled on the other side.