The drapes were luxurious in the Diplomacy Suite, sumptuous and brocaded. Trixie eyed them speculatively.
“Nice, huh?” said Twilight. “This is for visiting dignitaries. When I was growing up here, Princess Celestia wouldn’t let me play in this room, even when nopony was using it.” Continue reading
They came trotting sedately down the path to Rarity’s place, three unicorn mares and a huge hideous monster. Continue reading
Twilight gawked at her Princess and mentor, as if Celestia had gone quite mad. Continue reading
Twilight Sparkle looked Princess Celestia in the eye. Continue reading
“Oh, honey,” said Octavia indulgently. Continue reading
“Aw, Rarity! Them’s for me?” Continue reading
Fluttershy flew hesitantly toward the barn. Continue reading
Applejack woke at dawn, as was her custom, groggy from limited sleep. Her nose was buried in Rainbow Dash’s wonderful mane. Dashie still slept—Applejack knew she’d be able to get halfway through breakfast before the sleepy pegasus made her yawning, hungry appearance. Continue reading
Trixie lay on Twilight’s bed, and thought about things. Continue reading