With Ponyville's legal system demolished, the hamlet's apocalypse began.

Sweety Bell was snuggled under the comforter, her muzzle tucked under her pillow. The moon was out and the night was cool, and the window was open, it's curtains fluttering in the warm breeze. Wait... A warm breeze? It was cold tonight. Sweety Bell lept to her hooves and looked at the window through the shadow. In the orange, flickering glow of torches, Big Macintosh, Applejack, and a saddened Applebloom's faces were visible. Applebloom mouthed "I'm sorry" and Applejack looked at her funny, then looked at the window. Seeing Sweety Bell, she tapped Big Mac and they both galloped to a whinnie as the flames climbed upward. Sweety Bell just stood there, hot tears rolling down her face, ready to smack Applebloom. Then she realized they had to get out quickly or be burnt alive. She galloped down the corridor to Rarity's room, where she lay sleeping, Opal on the bed. " Wake up!" She whispered, " Wake up! Please, Rarity, PLEASE!" Rarity yawned and looked around until she saw Sweety Bell's frightened face. " Applejack light the house on fire! We have to get out now!" she said, pleading desperately to follow her out the door. After a cold bucket of water in the face, the philly, the mare, and the cat escaped the building just as the roof beams and the left side of the foundation came crashing down as the flames spread.  Rarity watched in horror as years worth of fashion was burned to the ground. She sobbed in horror on the ground until the fire was put out.

Later on, similar events occurred. Sugar Cube Corner was robbed by Lyra, Several Library books were sabotaged by a group of Forgetfuls.

But by far the worst incident was when it spread to Canterlot. At first it was only a sniffed-at " Country Fad" , but soon even the most civilized saw how majorly their lives could be affected by these unsanitary ( or too sanitary ) hooligans. They started doing what Ponyville did, only, because everything is bigger in Canterlot, it much more upper scale. Even the most elegant cities were burned, destroyed, or covered in graffiti. Later, things got much worse. It increased to a high level. An anarchy rebellion level...