A/N: Alright, here's another chapter. There's just some things I want to state at this point.

1. New cover picture, and the last one was a hint for who was going to appear and what chapter in the next while I'll be doing. That's right, I'll most likely do the Season 5 finale. But before I dig into that, the next two chapters being a two-parter is going to be pretty big. How big? Well, I'll finally reveal the meaning behind that vial of gold that has been kept secret for the 50th chapter. There's no hints I'm giving out. Not to mention before the finale, just a single chapter that will be slice of life.

2. Season 5 finale is coming up and I am super 'pumped' to see it before the hiatus for another year until Season 6 begins. Plus there is the movie in 2017, so it's something I'll look forward to. I'll be going opening day in the nearest city where other bronies await and I'll be among them.

3. Fallout 4 is a really good game and I recommend that everyone pick it up and play it. When I picked up my copy, I had run all the way knowing I was going on an adventure and even then when putting it into my Xbox One, I was ready. It does explain the delays after all.

4. I'm taking a holiday break from the story to focus specifically on the Hearth's Warming oneshot that I have mentioned for some time along with my playthrough of Fallout 4. When Christmas Day has passed, I will be back to write the next chapter. Check out the oneshot when it comes available. And an early Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Hearth's Warming to all.

5. I almost wanted to delay the story by this month, but couldn't stop writing because of stuff that has happened with my European friends over in France. I am glad that they are okay, but I'm worried about if something will happen like that again.

Anyway, enough now. Review Response Time! (Don't worry chipmunkfanantic, I responded to you.)

jvs12: Thank you. It's one of my favorite episodes too.

Billykilly: I guess I was inspired by the mid-credits scene in Avengers: Age of Ultron to put that in, and it's all part of the big plot that will eventually come. Not spoiling though. ;) Haha, glad you saw the new cover image, but it's been updated now.

raven 2012: Expect that in a future chapter after the Season 5 finale.

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Steve03: That'd be awesome to own a plush of Starlight Glimmer. So far I only have four plushies: Twilight, Fluttershy, Coco Pommel and Princess Luna from Season 1. I'm pretty pumped to see Starlight Glimmer return as well, and know she's up to something big time.

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P.S. Thank you to Rev Riff for suggesting the song for this chapter.

P.S.S. Hmm, been two years now since I started writing this story.

Ah, another ordinary day yet again. What do you mean Brayden, you could be asking yourself. Why do you think it's an ordinary day? Isn't every day ordinary? Well, yes... but no at the same time.

I am back at Twilight's castle as usual. It's not really a date that I'm at for the moment with Twilight, but it's more along the lines that I am coming to visit her. If it was a date to be confirmed, then we would've had dinner together, cuddling, reading a book together... Well, we are trying our best to find a book in her library to read together. You could say in words like that that it's an 'off-date'.

Both me and Twilight were at a table, stacked with bunch of books, crawling upward onto one another by each book that she would get out from the shelves by her own magic. Her horn channels magic lightly, moving a book from off the shelf near the top of one of the largest three shelves. She manages to bring down a book from the Fiction department she had sorted out, taking a look.

My eyes take a look at the cover of the book's hard cover. It's the familiar cover of that pegasus full of adventure by the name of Daring Do. She's on a stone floating over the deadliest lava that I have seen described in its detailed colors, and the background with somepony there hooded all up. 'Daring Do and the Marked Thief of Marapore' was the title, and I already knew that both of us have read it already.

Twilight does a little bit of a raspberry, putting the book right onto the stack of books to her right side. She lets out a bit of a groan, placing her head onto the table for a few moments while I watch her in silence, but understanding that she is just frustrated with something that is just on her mind and why my special somepony isn't really interested in reading books today.

She lifted her head off of the table, giving off a bit of a dull look on her face and groans before exhaling a sigh. "I'm bored..." She stated, sounding like she wasn't at her best today.

"But you're both reading." Spike says, walking by his dragon feet over to join us.

Twilight turns to look at her dragon assistant, Spike. "I've read all these books already."

"I haven't." I rose my left hand when I spoke, as if I wanted to answer a question. Afterwards I put my hand back down.

"And...?" Spike asks.

"And I'm bored!" Twilight exclaims, sounding a little bit too frustrated. "I want to do something! Things have been so slow around here and I just want to get out there and find... something!"

"You have me, remember?" I said to her with a bit of a questioning tone over my small smirk that crawled up my mouth.

Twilight lets out a bit of a smile. "I know that Brayden, and I am glad that you're here with me," She says to me. "It's just that... it's not the stuff we do together that's boring... I just-"

She was about to finish her sentence, but then there is the sound of a door opening pretty quickly and with utmost haste as possible. I didn't really expect Rarity to come in like that alongside with Applejack. Both of them looked like they were out of breath from all of the galloped they had done to get to the castle.

"Twilight! Twilight!" Rarity says, sounding rather excited about something. When I got to take a look at her cutie mark, it seemed to look much more brighter and that it was shining brightly in pure white. Hmm, I guess that this is what both Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash got when Twilight told me the map in the one room was calling them for an adventure. "Oh thank goodness! It seems that my-"

While she was going on about that cutie mark, Applejack was panting, probably from all the galloping it took to get here to the castle. She takes a bit of a breath, then starts. "Got here as fast as Ah-"

Twilight of course, gasped with excitement. Her horn channels magic, picking up both of our friends with the levitation spell. She begins galloping right out of the library and into the hallway. Me and Spike follow right behind her, really excited that our friends were being called on an adventure to solve a friendship problem.

She opens the map room, surrounded by the seven thrones fit for them. The seventh and smallest, being Spike's throne was there after all. She places her friends back onto the crystalline tiles, galloping over and looking at the map, now glowing with a holographic blue, with the revealing of where the cutie mark symbols were headed off to. "Yes! Finally!" She eagerly spreads open her wings for a moment. "We've been summoned! I wonder where the map wants us to-"

She stops there for a moment. Spike was tapping her on the shoulder to interrupt her, minus how happy she looked. "Uh, Twilight?" He points at her cutie mark, and even I noticed it too. It wasn't even shining, therefore she hasn't been summoned as of yet.

Twilight groans, placing her head down onto the table, with a bit of an annoyance in that tone when she sounded it out.

"Don't worry about it Twilight," I said to her, joining up alongside her while she stood there, only looking a little disappointed that she couldn't be summoned to this mission. "You'll be able to get your chance to solve a friendship problem soon enough."

"Where do ya think-" Applejack manages to get out before Rarity interrupts her again.

"Manehattan!" She says with excited squeals in her tone. "We've been called to Manehattan! Oh, I've simply been dying to go back for a visit! And now I return... for a purpose!" She holds a look of confidence and eagerness that Twilight had held onto as soon as she found that both her and AJ's marks were shining.

I watch as the symbols of Rarity's and Applejack's cutie marks float over the map of Equestria and towards the sea-side city of Manehattan, floating on a certain spot around the city, somewhere in one of its neighborhoods... the suburbs. "It looks like you've been been summoned to this particular neighborhood here." I can hear Twilight say.

"We're off to solve a friendship problem in one of the busiest and most vibrant cities in all of Equestria!" Rarity says, still indulged with the idea of going back to the city she had gone to for Fashion Week. "Isn't this exciting?!"

"Seems a hair odd though, don't it?" Applejack ponders with question. "Map callin' me to a big city like Manehattan?"

"You may be more of a country pony at heart Applejack, but the map picked you two because you're the best ponies to tackle this particular mission." Twilight says to her, a smile going back on the face of the princess.

"But how will we even know what our mission's supposed to be?" She still looks confused, even by the city standards she isn't used to. "That neighborhood probably has twice as many ponies as all of Ponyville."

"More like three times!" Rarity confirmed new details to her from her perspective. "Why it's not only home to the Haypacking District - it's also home to the Fashion District!" She turns to look at Twilight. "Shame you weren't called as well though, darling. You did end up quite a fan of the hustle and bustle of Manehattan on our last visit."

"It's such an exciting city, and there's still so much I'd like to do there." Twilight replies back to her. "So many museums and historical landmarks to visit. Not to mention all the libraries!" I put on a bit of a smile when she mentioned libraries, because I know it's something she'll want to do if we do go out for another date again. "But this is your mission." She chuckles awkwardly for a moment, then continues. "Don't worry about me. I've got plenty of... books... to keep me... busy."

All Spike could really do there is scoff.

Applejack and Rarity nod their heads in agreement. "I know that our dear friend Brayden has been to Manehattan before by himself, no doubt." Rarity says to Twilight, before she turns to look at me as if she wanted to ask me something. "Brayden, would you like to tag along with me and Applejack for the adventure?"

I nod my head in agreement, almost immediately. "Sure thing, I haven't been there for a while."

Rarity smiles and nods again, but after that past second from that she gasped. "I just remembered something! The Sisterhooves Social!"

"We'll have to miss it," Applejack says, only sounding a little bit disappointed. I can probably tell that, because even I knew it along that she and her sister Apple Bloom were practicing for the event. "No tellin' how long we'll be in Manehattan. Ah sure hope Apple Bloom and and Sweetie Belle aren't too upset."

Twilight turns around to look at me, placing her right front hoof onto my left hand. I take her hoof, and hold onto it. "You have a safe time in Manehattan okay Brayden?" She asked me.

"I will, and that is a promise." I said to her, moving my right hand to gently touch her left cheek. "When I get back, we'll do some more stuff together."

She nods to me, putting on the warmest smile. Both of our heads move forward, and gently give ourselves a quick peck on the lips. After the kiss, I let go of her hoof and take my hand off her cheek, turning to join up with Applejack and Rarity.

Hmm, now thinking of Apple Bloom... I wonder how well she is going to take the news... I cannot really imagine the look on her face when she is told that plans for Sisterhooves Social is cancelled.

"But ya said it was a false alarm!" The young filly says, sounding both disappointed and shocked at the same time to hear the news. Oh boy, did I see this sort of coming.

"Ah said 'maybe' it's a false alarm." Applejack says, sharing the same disappointment as her younger sister. "Well it's not. Rarity and Ah have to go to Manehattan. Brayden's not part of our mission, but he's joinin' us."

Apple Bloom wasn't going to let this win by her own look on her face. "Can't ya just tell that map it'll have to wait a couple of days?" She asked, still sounding desperate.

"No can do, sugarcube." Applejack could only shake her head, while I stood alongside her in silence. Rarity had gone off to the Carousel Boutique to tell Sweetie Belle the bad news, so she'll be meeting up with both me and AJ at the train station bound for Manehattan. "When duty calls, Ah gotta answer right away. What kind of an example would Ah be settin' for my little sister if I didn't?"

"This can't be happenin'!" Apple Bloom's disappointment hit the major top upon hearing those words out of her sister's mouth. "Yer extreme awesomeness is backfiring on me!"

"Apple Bloom..." I said to her. "She doesn't want to do it either, but she has no choice. If she delayed going to Manehattan instead of immediately going, it might end up becoming a more bigger problem if she doesn't act right now."

Applejack exhales a sigh. "Ah'm sorry Apple Bloom," She turns to look at her brother Big Macintosh who is working by the barn, probably pulling more hay into the building. "Big Macintosh, try and cheer her up won't ya?"

"Eeyup." The usual response came from the stallion's mouth.

I approach closer to the disappointed filly, getting down on one knee. "Now now Apple Bloom, don't fret," She had been looking down at the ground, but her gamboge eyes are taken off from it to look right back at me. "Your sister will be back soon enough, but if something should happen during our time away, I'm sure it'll be a fun story to hear."

"Ah don't think there ever will be, Brayden..." She says to me. "Ah have to miss out on the Sisterhooves Social now."

I open up my arms a bit, to offer her a hug. Though she was still a bit disappointed, she hops up onto my right knee, putting her hooves around me, and the both of us share a friendly hug. After that, she lets go and jumps off my knee back onto the soil. Her ears are all flopped downward and I knew even that wouldn't be able to cheer her up.

"Thanks..." That's all she can say, before trotting away back towards the house.

I turn back towards Applejack. She looks like she must have committed the deadliest sin to her own family's name, though it's something she probably won't ever do. Probably just the feeling of it though as her ears were flopped down.

"Brayden," She says to me when I catch up to her on our way off of the farm's property. Her green eyes turn to look at my own brown eyes. "Do ya think Ah may have been a bit too hard in tellin' her the bad news?"

"I don't know..." That's all I can really say to her. "I feel bad for Apple Bloom. I do hope that she'll be okay for the next few days."

"Well, Ah got that done and over with. Let's just head to the train and on our way to Manehattan, rightie?"

I nod in response to her, and for the rest of the walk on our way to the train station both of us remained silent, not really wanting to speak of anything else. Probably the guilt that AJ was going through from telling her sister that... but no guilt lasts forever unlike my own that have been with me for a long time.

Now's not the time to think of such things though, it's time to say hello to the streets of Manehattan once again.

The train's whistle roars again when it begins pulling into the Manehattan Train Station. Me, Applejack and Rarity were seated inside of the economy class for the ride, having picked up a few light snacks on the half-way point in which there were many sorted on the carts being given out like gingerbread cookies being made already this late in the season of Autumn.

What do you know though, it's almost Hearth's Warming and winter season, so it's best to start now than later or never.

A lot had gone on after the previous event I've been through with Princess Luna and Nightmare Moon dealing with the Tantabus: Rainbow Dash was being accused of something she didn't do, but Rarity managed to solve it, having found out that it was a Wonderbolt behind her accusation in a way that almost reminds me of that one detective game I played back on Earth. Other than that, some dates I have gone off on with Twilight.

Twilight has been on my mind for quite a while now. Since me and her went out for some time, a lot of questions have been going through my head. Do I feel ready to go and buy a ring? Am I ready to take it to the next step and propose to her when she's not expecting it? You might be wondering to yourself now: Is it marriage that you'll be seeking for Twilight? In that matter of fact, yes. I do want to propose to her, but now is still not the time to do it... at least not yet. Some more time perhaps, then I will consider it.

The train eventually comes to a stop at the station, with the cars of the train opening up. There's the announcer going off again on how we've arrived at our destination in Manehattan, and the next stop it'll depart to in five minutes is Trottingham. No wonder this is the Ponyville - Trottingham train line we had decided to come onto. I get up off of the seat I had been sitting at alongside my two friends on our way out from the train car and out into the open city.

Among all the city noises of ponies walking and talking amongst themselves in the streets or the carriages on the road running about, it feels like another breath of fresh air to be back here among every busy pony rushing their way through the streets to get to their workplace or any place they could be needed. Sometimes even just a casual walk around the city, and even the sights and sounds were enough to fill me with a little bit of joy.

"Oh Manehattan! What you do to me!" Rarity says, feeling rather amazed to be back in the city again for the second time, and probably the first time with me joining along. Applejack could only gulp a little bit while we came down the steps of the station and onto the streets' sidewalk. "Darling, are you all right?" Rarity asked when she turned to her friend.

"Ponies move so fast here," Applejack could only say. How can she say that though when she was here before? "Not at all like back home." From there, I think both me and Rarity can hear Applejack talking to herself. "Eyes peeled, ears open. Eyes peeled, ears open."

There is the sound of a police whistle blowing, and traffic with the carriages stops for a moment. Ponies begin crossing one side of the street to the other sidewalk, and I find myself following alongside Rarity who is looking right back at Applejack no matter how nervous she looked.

"Remember Applejack, you're in the big city now. No moseying. You've got to walk with speed and confidence!" She tells her, proceeding forward onto the streets for that moment to cross. I am alongside my friend Rarity, having made it to the other side with the others on one side of it where one would be crossing.

The carriage continues for another minute, and then the police whistle blows again, stopping the carriages again. "Yoo-hoo!" Rarity calls out to Applejack on the other side of the street who still looked nervous.

Applejack lets out a bit of a snort, as I can see the breath coming out her nose as she was gettting ready to cross. She moves forward, but on the wrong side of the street. Pedestrian ponies she would get in front of were shouting at her to move it, or nevertheless get out of her way. Each time it happened, she would apologize to them.

After having almost ran into two who were telling her to watch where she was going, she at least made it across to the other side of the street. "Oh dear..." Applejack says, looking right back at the crowds of ponies crossing the street with speed. She turns back to us. "Butter my biscuits. Ah can barely cross the street in this town. How am Ah supposed to help solve a-"

"There!" Rarity says following a gasp she had released, pointing her hoof right towards the... problem?

There was a shopper at one of the street vendors. She was looking about at the hats being sold at the vendor, browsing through them. There are many big hats that I think Rarity would consider not to be a crime to fashion, but just more... different to her tastes. "Yes... I think this is the one." We could overhear the shopper saying. I would be the first to speak out, but it looks like Rarity went ahead to beat me there.

"No! No." Rarity says, coming forward before the shopper, just turning to look at her with a curious, yet confused look on her face.

"Excuse me?" The shopper had to ask, still a bit confused.

There, Rarity begins ranting briefly in regards to the hat she had to which it is not surprise to me. "That hat clashes with your mane, not to mention it's far too large and will undoubtedly obstruct your vision," She begins checking the other hats while the customer has an awkward look on her face. "Oh dear, none of these will do..." Applejack joins up with the both of us. "Oh Applejack, what good timing!"

I turn to look at Applejack while Rarity was working on something for the customer. The both of us share a bit of a friendly smile, and then I turn back to look at both Rarity and the customer, seeing how there was a new hat already have been made.

"Here, this will do splendidly." Rarity, channeling magic to her horn, placed the new hat onto the mare's head.

The customer looks for a moment, putting a smile onto her mouth afterwards. "Oh... it's lovely!" She says, sounding delighted. "How much would you like for it?"

"Oh no-no," Rarity says, not wanting to accept any bits offered to her accompanied with a kind, generous smile. "Please, please keep it. I can always make another."

"Thank you!" The shopper calls out to her as she trotted away, satisfied with her new hat Rarity had given to her.

Rarity turns to look at both Applejack and I. She looks rather satisfied as well, having helped out somepony today with fashion regards. "And you thought we wouldn't discover our purpose here!" She says to Applejack.

Applejack just holds a bit of a blank face, before saying "Yeah... Ah'm pretty sure that wasn't it." I nod in agreement for what Applejack said.

"What?" Rarity sounds a bit confused as she did solve the 'problem'. "We just saved that pony from commiting a terrible crime of fashion."

Applejack gives a bit of a dull look at her, an eyebrow raised on the situation that happened seconds ago. Oh typical Rarity, this is why you are now one of my favorites. You're still the same mare I knew from the series premiere inside.

"Well..." She tries now to think of something to explain about it. "She... could've been meeting a friend who would've laughed at her new hat and then their friendship could've been ruined forever! And..." She paused for a moment. "It's possible."

Applejack's eyebrow rose more. "Did yer cutie mark glow signifyin' a job well done?"

"Ye-" The unicorn turns to look at her cutie mark to see if it was glowing. It doesn't though to her own disappointment. "No, I suppose it didn't." She smiles once again. "Still, a disaster was averted!"

"Averted?" We could hear a mean, gruff voice saying from the vendor itself. I turn to look at who said that, and I'm pretty sure both of my friends turned to look at who had said it. Well, it was actually the now-angry street merchant, and more pissed than ever after having stood there and watched the entire thing most likely. "You just lost me a paying customer!"

Rarity herself looked shocked when she heard the revelation from the tone of the merchant that he gave off when speaking. "Oh my!" She starts off, struggling to find more words to explain everything to the merchant, but can't. "Oh I-I-I-I-I'm s-so sorry. I never meant to-"

"Beat it!" The merchant says to her with a word of warning to her, already wanting her to leave the vicinity of the area.

"Uh," Rarity managed to finally find something to say while the merchant still shoots a glare at her. "Please accept my sincerest apologies for the misunderstanding, and might I add, what a lovely establishment you have here!" She lightly and nervously chuckles, and it's really the last until Applejack and I are forced to get her away from the merchant before the situation got much worse from there.

Once away from that merchant and his vendor stand, Rarity cleared her throat, her eyes looking right back at Applejack who now held a face for saying she was right the whole time. "You're right Applejack," She lets out a bit of a sigh and then continues down the street. "The search continues."

"Have you thought of trying to ask anypony around the city for the friendship problem?" I asked the both of them, walking alongside Rarity.

"Hmm, a good idea Brayden. Why didn't any of us think of that?" She says, deciding to consider putting that into action immediately.

"Ah'll start first." Applejack comments, seeing a few groups of ponies that looked like they lived in the Manehattan neighborhood coming down the street right towards us. "Uh, 'scuse me." She tried to get the group's attention, but by the look on their faces they don't really seem to care on what Applejack is asking them. "Ah was just wonderin'..." The group walks away, but Applejack decides to ask others, individual or not.

"Uh, friendship problem anypony?" None of the individuals want to listen, though she decides to try a little harder. "See, we've been sent here to... a-a map summoned us and uh, If ya can just take a moment to..."

None of them were even listening to the earth pony and I felt a little bad that she wasn't able to do that, so at least there's Rarity and her persuasion... I think. "Friendship advice!" She calls out, with the same response from the citizens of Manehattan. "Anypony looking for friendship advice!" Still and only nothing came from anypony.

"Good grief, this isn't working." Rarity says to me. "Sorry Brayden, but I'm not even sure that asking others is really a good idea.

I lower my head in a bit of disappoint alongside them, a bit confused too. I can hear Applejack exhale a sigh and say "Ah'm not sure what we're supposed to do. To be honest, Ah'm still not even sure what the map called me here for."

"Oh, try not to worry Applejack," She responds back to her. "The map picked us for a reason. Although how we're supposed to uncover that reason, I haven't a clue. We can't possibly approach every single pony in town until we find out what we're meant to d-ooh!" A flyer had been thrown in from the wind, landing straight onto Rarity's face, that interrupts her. I help in getting this flyer off of her face and hold it open and out for me and the both of my friends to read. "Please help us restore our long-lost but beloved tradition, the Midsummer Theater Revival. There's a guest performance by a local theater troupe, the Method Mares, as well as games, food, and much, much more. This event promises to bring our Bronclyn neighbors together and restore our sense of community, but there's so much to do and we need your help." I roll up the flyer and put it into my back pocket in my jeans while Rarity is pondering in question about this, then she gasped with the spark of realization in her. "Darlings this is it! Get out the flyer again Brayden, who is the contact on the flyer?!"

I quickly get it right back out as soon as Rarity made her point, rolling it back open and looking at the written signature at the bottom right of the flyer. It did take me some time to decipher what the signature writing meant as I'm more used to printing than cursive. Little do I know that it's a name I haven't thought about for some time...

Coco Pommel.

Rarity channels magic to her horn, taking the flyer as soon as I was done and takes a look at the contact. "The contact on the flyer is Coco Pommel!" She says, a happy smile on her face. I swear even the mention of Coco's name draws a smile onto my face as well.

"Oh, right!" Applejack says, having thought quickly for a moment until realizing who Coco was. "She's the one ya got a job makin' costumes for that designer friend o' yers."

"Don't you see?" The white unicorn went on. "This must be why the map called us here! Oh, and you were so worried!"

"Well, Ah suppose it's at least worth lookin' into..." AJ speaks again, but looks at the oncoming ponies going back and forth in the streets. "That is, if we can ever get off this street corner."

"I know where Coco Pommel resides," I said to the both of them who look at me with smiles on their faces, probably proud that I still remember being here. "I'll show you the way." They proceed to follow right behind me as I lead on to guide them all the way to the apartment I remember in the suburbs.

The ocean-side view, the small park in front of the building... I remember it all. But I can't wait to see sweet Coco once again, and she'll probably be happy to see that I've come back to Manehattan once again to visit her.

"I can't believe you found my flyer," Coco says, pouring out some tea for the both of her friends. Besides tea, she also has coffee for both me and her, as the both of us are seated next to each other on one of the two couches. My arm is gently put around her neck, and positioned close to me. "Quite a coincidence, don't you think?"

"Applejack and I were specifically summoned here to be of service," Rarity comments, channeling her magic onto a small tea cup filled with the fluids from tea bags, giving off a fresh scent of herbs. "And you, my dear friend, are in need of help. It's no coincidence darling. It's fate!" She lifts the cup to her lips, taking a sip of the sweet herbed tea with a small botch of honey included inside it.

Applejack takes a small biscuit from the coffee table in front of her, taking a bite of it of it and swallowing it down before she spoke out. "This Midsummer Theater Revival... what is it exactly?" Still holding onto the other half of the biscuit she took from the tray of biscuits offered to us, she disposes of it in her mouth, chewing it into pieces and mush.

I know from that movement Coco made is that she wanted to get something, so I take my arm off from around her neck, allowing her to hop down from the couch both me and her were sitting at.

Her apartment still hasn't changed, but this felt good to see that the wallpaper is still the same, though Coco has told me that she is planning on painting around the apartment to give it a new change eventually. Though when I took a brief peek into the spare bedroom I slept in when I first came to Manehattan to visit, the difference is that the room's white walls was now painted in the variety of colors in black, blue and pale red.

She trots over towards the bookshelf, on the left side of the couch that Rarity and Applejack were seated. Her hoof moves and touches one of the books and pulling it out from the shelf before she held the book in her right front hoof. She comes back over, placing the book onto the table and making sure to blow the dust off from the book before opening it up, revealing what seems to be pictures.

I got up and off of the couch, joining up with her and my other friends as they began looking through each of the pictures. I end up seeing a small filly that was Coco Pommel herself, but with her mane in a more different style... but seriously, I almost got a HNNG attack as soon as I saw that. Dang me and the super-uber-cuteness of Coco Pommel...

"The Midsummer Theater Revival is an outdoor play held at the community park," Coco spoke out, beginning to explain to the three of us what this event was all about. "Many moons ago, local theater troupes would perform, and ponies in the neighborhood would help make the costumes and design set pieces, prepare food to share during the performance."

Judging by the pictures, she is right in that perspective she spoke of. "Y'all do look like yer enjoyin' each others' company," Applejack comments, taking a look at one of the pictures with Coco at a young filly age, and a bunch of other fillies helping out with the construction of the Revival. "Kinda reminds me of Ponyville."

"It sounds lovely darling." Rarity comments.

"It was!" Coco says with a bright smile. It only lasted for a few moments as her smile fades and she looks disappointed. "Well, up until several moons ago."

"What happened?" Applejack asked.

I watch as Coco flips through a page of the picture book, revealing a picture of both her and an older mare in the photo on the top left of the page. "That's Charity Kindheart," She explains to us, while I'm listening on to hear the entire story behind it. "She was a well-known costume designer on Bridleway. She started the Midsummer Theater Revival as a way to share her passion for theater with the neighborhood. No matter how busy she was, she always made time for the Revival."

She closes the book shut, turns and begins trotting towards the apartment balcony doors. Her voice had gradually dropped down, showing more disappointment when she opens them up, stepping out into the daylight from the afternoon sun closing towards the western horizon of Equestria. She puts the both of her hooves onto the balcony railing, continuing to speak. "But when she moved away to be closer to her grandfillies, the neighborhood lost the special tradition she had started, and worse: the sense of community it fostered."

When I had stepped outside to join up with her, I can witness down below on the streets of a cab nearly almost have ran over a pony in the streets. "Hey, I'm trotting here!" That's all I can really say while everypony else goes on with their business, unaware of any tradition that had even been in the neighborhood in the first place."

"Nopony else stepped up to take over for charity?" I can hear Applejack ask, but a different question instead.

"I've been trying to," She answered. She takes her hooves off from the railing, heading back into her apartment. I follow behind, listening in. "But I've just gotten a last-minute request to alter costumes for the cast of My Fair Filly, and I'm afraid that I haven't made much progress." She began to look a little bit panicked. Well, we can panic sometimes in regards to something, but when help comes along, it's all good. "Oh... there's just so much to do to bring back the Midsummer Revival, and my flyers haven't attracted a single volunteer!"

"Say no more!" Rarity says, joining up with Coco alongside Applejack. "You finish up your work, and by this time tomorrow, you'll be up to your mane in ponies who will want to lend a hoof. Applejack and I will make sure of it! If Brayden wants to, he can help as well."

"You will?" She asked.

"Ya bet yer boots we will!" Applejack says, a smile abroad.

"Oh I don't wear boots. I find they chafe my calves when I trot." Coco commented on that.

"Just an expression." Applejack could only respond back. In response, Coco smiles and the both of her cheeks glow pink. Well, the look on her face pretty much tells and even I can tell that might be the cutest look I've ever seen from the earth pony herself.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" I asked all three of them. "Should we go around the neighborhood and ask if they can volunteer for the Revival?"

"I guess that we could try that." Rarity says, taking my suggestion well. "And Brayden?" I turn to look at my friend. "If it doesn't work, don't feel disappointed. You do try your best after all."

"I know." I look at her, nodding in understanding. I know this because my plan to call out for anypony with a friendship problem didn't really work out as I had planned.

Well, I guess a good start would be to ask the local daily newspaper. There should be some in the nearby park, not too far from the park seen from Coco's balcony.

"...So you see, the Method Mares are only available on this one day and we need all of the help we can get with preparation." Rarity explains to one of the ponies out on the street, having shown by the look of the many newspapers under her hooves that she'd be working with the Manehattan Times or the local neighborhood paper.

"Yeah, not a good time right now." The newspaper pony says to the three of us, handing another newspaper to one of the citizens of the city, whom with gratitude tips by a few golden bits. After a pause, there came the next response. "What am I saying? It's never a good time!"

Going back to business, I turn up to look at one of the food merchants in the suburb streets, selling the variety of fruits and vegetables from the wagons to the good citizens, no matter what kind of ego they had on them or not. Some friendly, but others in the city; just ignorant of others offering volunteer work.

That's what all three of us were doing. We were going about the suburbs in that specific area looking for volunteers to recruit for Coco Pommel's idea of the Revival. Already having asked a few ponies, and they really don't have time by the looks of it to volunteer at all. What a bother for them to miss out on something fun and exciting Coco is promising. I tried to convince even a few of those on their way in the city, but I swear they must have been aristocratic because one of them called me 'country'.

We turn in the direction of the food wagons, toward the food merchant doing all the best to sell and even make bits on the street. Rarity is in front of us, as she will be making the explanations of the Midsummer Revival to the merchant. She approached her, and began telling her everything about this upcoming event to happen in the small park near Coco Pommel's, in a way to persuade her to volunteer. Both me and Applejack stand by and watch as she goes out to tell everything.

There was the sound of a throat being cleared from Rarity. "Well? What do you think?" Rarity asked the merchant, putting on a smile that shows promise.

"I got my own problems." The merchant could only respond with, selling another basket of fruit to another customer. "You think I've got hours to dedicate to somepony else's?"

Rarity's ears flop in disappointment for a moment. She turns back to me, putting the both of her hooves up into the air as if saying 'well, that's the response' to me. Both AJ and I look disappointed, but my eyes turn to look into the park, seeing a wise-looking stallion, dressed all fancy, but I could tell that he looked like one to work in the business industry. Business however, is not of my own accord.

Hmm, maybe he could help us out and volunteer.

I tap both Rarity and Applejack on their shoulders. For Rarity, her left shoulder and AJ, her right shoulder. Both turn their heads to look at me as I now have their attention. I move my right hand forward, pointing a finger out towards the stallion at the river, where there seems to be... a barrel floating close by? Never mind, still pointed him out aside from the awkward look I got as soon as my eyes laid on the barrel.

We move forward into the park, passing over the small bushes on our way in. I can feel my boots tread through the fuzziest grass, and I can tell by the bushes that they were in the best condition even in the autumn times. The stallion places on his top hat to his head, looking over the pond. The closer we got, I felt like I should be the one to tell him about Coco's idea of the Revival.

"Excuse me sir," I said to him, his ears now perked up all the way upon hearing me. He turns around and holds a jolly look on his face. "I was wondering if I could speak for all three of us who approach you about an event happening soon."

The business stallion looks up slightly to look at me. "Alright my good sir, what is it you need to tell me."

"You see, there is a good friend of ours. Her name is Coco Pommel and she is really working hard to find volunteers in regards to this event that she is hosting. It's for an event known as the Midsummer Theater Revival, where plays are shown for free to the community, with snacks for everypony as well. We will definitely need support on it, and ask for your assistance to volunteer. It would not only make Coco Pommel happy, but the previous mare who brought the tradition in; Charity Kindheart happy as well even when she is far away."

"Ah yes, Charity's Midsummer Theater Revival." The stallion says in a way of going into his thoughts and remembering them back in the day when Charity was still around. "Such wonderful memories..." Thank goodness he didn't say that he was going to dismiss that claim.

"So ya'll help us?" Applejack asked, sounding only a little unsure.

The stallion could only let out a bit of a jolly laugh at the both of us like we had been playing a joke on him. "Oh, don't be ridiculous. I run a very important oat and hay import/export business. Why, I can't spare even a moment for such things!"

The stallion throws himself backwards, seeming like he was making a dive backwards into the barrel, now with in a close proximate behind him to land in. He falls back, landing around in the edges of the barrels and holding closer as his right back hoof pushed, moving him forward to get to the other side of the pond. He tips his top hat at us, continuing all the way while ducks swimming in the pond, watch and quack away.

Well, that's all I can really think of asking in the streets as it seems nopony want to help us out. Talk about my original plan being a waste of time... oh well.

"This is a nightmare." Coco could only comment after having been told the news of my plan pretty much failing right there.

We were back at Coco's apartment, going over the details about what was going on with our plan with the Midsummer Revival... now it is making me think... why the Midsummer Revival in autumn? Oh well, probably a tradition around this time. I had a feeling though that Coco was a bit disappointed in me, but knew that I was trying my best.

"Oh not at all, darling." Rarity responds to Coco's comment as if trying to shed some light on the situation. "It's quite lovely."

"Ah think she was talkin' 'bout the Midsummer Theater Revival." Applejack states to her, only giving her a bit of realization on the situation. Rarity nevertheless got what message was coming across from her best friend.

"I finished the alterations for My Fair Filly, but I've barely started the costumes for the Revival, and the Method Mares are coming to the park tomorrow for a costume fitting and rehearsal!" Coco tells the both of them. She sounded a little stressed, so I gently put my hand on her back, giving it a gentle rub. She turns to look at me for a moment, getting the stress off of her mind.

"Well, I could help you with the costumes." Rarity says, putting a smile on her face to offer the earth pony she met and befriended the first time she was in Ponyville.

"But what are we going to do about the rest?" Coco asked while my hand still rests on her back to make sure she's calm. "The park is in desperate need of repairs, and the sets still need to be built!"

"Well, Ah know a thing or two 'bout buildin' and fixin' things. It's kinda, well, my thing. Could be the reason the map called me here!" Applejack proudly says.

"You see dear?" Rarity says, sounding more happier and willing. "We went out looking for volunteers when all the help you need is right here."

"Uh-huh." Applejack agrees with her friend, and even I nod in response.

"The map wouldn't have chosen just Applejack and me if it was more than we could handle." Rarity says, placing a hoof onto her friend's shoulder. Coco looks to her friend with the warm, friendly smile being put onto the earth pony's mouth. "Everything is going to be just fine!"

Well... we'll see about that Rarity. Usually, it doesn't turn out that way...

...And what did I tell you Rarity? By the time we were down and outside of Coco's apartment onto the streets of Manehattan's neighbourly suburbs, we are looking ahead right at the small park from in front of Coco's apartment. By the sight of it, it doesn't look good...

The park itself had grass looking much taller than ever, branches have grown out of control and by that look of it alongside the bushes, brick columns and more, it is definitely going to need a bit of a touch to being repaired in full completion. Hell, not even the pond is looking good as it seems like the water surrounding is dirty than ever was the surrounding of frogs and other insects inhabiting it.

I can hear a bit of a panic and distress in Rarity's voice when she finally spoke up. "I guess I spoke too soon..."

"Oh dear, you're right," Coco says, her eyes observing the vicinity of the park's area first before turning to look at Applejack. "Are you sure you can manage this all by yourself?"

"Well, there's a lot to do, but Rarity's right," Applejack started off, having a bit on confidence that she could do it. "The map wouldn't have called us here if we weren't up for the challenge. Ya three go on 'n' take care of the costumes. Ah'll see ya at the dress rehearsal."

"Do you want me to help you out there Applejack?" I step forward, offering to help alongside her to clean up the park. "You don't have to do this by yourself."

She shook her head. "No can do Brayden, Ah'll take care of it myself. Don't worry, ya and both Rarity and Coco can get the costumes all ready to go for the Method Mares."

I paused right there for a few seconds, then saying "Alright, if you say so." Applejack turns to look back at the park right as soon as I turned around to join up with both Coco and Rarity, when I can hear a bit of gulp in her throat she had to swallow. I guess that she was nervous about having to do something by herself for the time being while me and the others were indoors.

I had to speed-walk for a few moments in order to catch up with the both of them while they were trotting on their way back to the apartment. Rarity turns to look at them, cutting short of the topic of costume design when I joined between her and Coco. I can see the look on the earth pony's face, by the look of it she seems to be a little worried.

"Brayden, you want to come along with us to help?" Rarity asked.

I nod my head with a smile. "Of course, after I had offered to help out Applejack, she decline my offer. I do hope she's not overworking on this."

"Don't worry about her," She responds, giving a bit of a jokeful, friendly yet brief 'pfft' in an attempt to lighten the situation. "If I know my dear friend Applejack, her skills at construction really do pay off in the end."

I turn to look at Coco Pommel. Her eyes have strayed down onto the dry sidewalk cement, and she looks a little depressed. I edge a little closer towards her, gently placing my hand onto the back of her. The coat itself felt soft, and pretty lukewarm nevertheless by the look of the season at the moment.

She turns her head upward, her beautiful cyan eyes gazing straight at mine. Her right front hoof lifts a bit while she trotted forward, gently touching my arm. I'm pretty sure that I get the message on what it means, most likely she wants me to hold her hoof. My hand moves off from her back, gently taking her hoof in my hand. My fingers curl around her soft hoof gently, and I began holding onto it.

"What's on your mind Coco?" I asked her, still a little concerned by the mild yet stressed look on her face.

She could only exhale a sigh before she spoke to me. "I'm worried about everything... about if this Revival is even going to happen or not." She says, pausing for a moment. "I still feel like something is wrong."

"But you heard Rarity though, Applejack knows pretty much anything on construction as I'm sure she knew that from fixing up and installing new things around Ponyville when the civilians need it."

"I... I guess you could be right, but I still don't know..." She turns to look ahead. "Ever since Charity Kindheart left, it's something that I've been trying to do for a better change. I feel like it could change for the worst."

"Surely, nothing is going to go wrong." I said, putting a bright smile on my mouth.

The three of us have gone up the steps towards the glass automatic doors, new and installed to the apartment building to which had opened up for all three of us when we passed under its iron arch. Besides the new door system, there really isn't much else that has changed in the lobby; save for the changed sofas and couches.

"That's what they always say until something comes along," She said, turning back to look at me after having seen where we were going. "Most of the majority of time, it turns out bad in the end. I have tried to get through with trying it before many times. Especially when working with Suri, I didn't really have any time at all to even develop the initial plan for the Revival."

Rarity trots ahead of us, towards the elevator panel, pressing the button that would take the elevator upward. After all, we are on the first floor. With that touch of a button, the iron doors of the elevator open up. All of us head into the elevator and Coco raises her left front hoof to tap the numbered button '9' on the interior panel. A ding sound is heard and the elevator door sildes shut behind us when the elevator starts making its way up the building. As per usual from being in the elevator before during my visit, jazz music is softly playing through the intercom.

"That must have been a delay for such a long time..." Rarity comments, having listened to the both of our conversation.

"It was." Coco responds to her. "I've just been busy with so many things that I almost never got the time to plan it out that quickly. Since the many moons ago then, I've been trying my hardest to put it into motion after having recieved approval from the Method Mares. They could arrive at any time."

Ding! The elevator door opened up on the ninth floor where Coco resided in that recognizable door that seems to look really repaired by the arch from the last time I was visiting Manehattan from when Suri kidnapped Coco in an attempt to milk fame from Rarity for herself. The door itself looks new with a bit of a shine from the platinum doorknob. Coco reached into the left saddlebag on her back, getting out her apartment key. Her right front hoof lets go of my hand.

"Well, let's not get ourselves too distracted then. If it's costumes they need, then it's costumes they'll have!" Rarity says, watching Coco as she placed her key into the doorknob, giving it a twist to unlock it, then giving the knob a turn and a push to open up, letting us into the apartment.

"I've got my design room ready and able." Coco says, trotting ahead of me.

I nod my head silently, understanding what's going on. "Alright, if any of the both of you need me to get some material, I will be happy to help."

Coco opens up the white door between both the guest room and her bedroom on the left side of the hall, allowing entry for the both of us. Rarity is the first to trot forward, with me following behind her as I'm pretty sure that she wants to see what Coco's design and sewing room for the costumes look like. After she's gained entry, I am stopped by the lovely earth pony, trotting to the side for that second to block entry for me into the room.

I began growing curious, and even by that I can see Coco's face looked pretty sincere by that look in her eyes and that smile on her face when she gazed into my brown eyes. "What is it Coco?" I had to ask.

"Sorry Brayden," She says to me. A warm, loving smile that I knew that I recognized crossed onto her face. "I just want to tell you how happy I am that you have come back to see me."

"It has been quite a bit of time since we last saw each other." I said to her, and even then I cannot even feel the smile being put on my face.

The both of our head moved close together, with Coco placing the both of the front hooves gently onto my chest. I don't feel at all like I'm being pushed back, and I can feel those soft lips of hers gently touching my lips. I close my eyes for those few moments, sharing a brief kiss with her before her lips separated from mine.

My right hand moves to the back of her soft mane, gently giving it a smooth stroke. "I'm happy to see you again too nevertheless." I told her, my voice turning calm and the tone down into almost a whisper.

"Twilight sent me a letter, telling me all about what happened and how she found out eventually of the... you know..." Coco says.

I nod to confirm what she was trying to tell me. Of how I cheated on my special somepony Twilight, but I already have made a deal with her and I plan to keep it no matter what. "I know. And I'm perfectly okay with what she says. It's why I love her, but there isn't a doubt I do share the same feelings towards you like you have for me when you confessed."

"For a second when I read that she found out, I thought that... we'd have to call it off. After she told me all about the changeling attack in Canterlot and what happened, I am happy to hear that in the end you were okay." She says, moving her head forward again, but not that we were going to kiss, but nuzzle the both of our cheeks together. "I thought both I and everypony else who knew you was going to lose you, to that vile queen of the changelings."

"I was blind from the spell of the changeling queen that I had no idea that I inflicted harm onto any of my friends. But don't worry now, she's back in the badlands with no chance to come back especially by the Song of Order warning me every chance it got."

The both of us were silent afterwards, gently nuzzling at one another's cheeks. Hers felt soft and her coat felt almost warm like a blanket on a cold winter's night, which was pretty much like how Twilight feels like when I was cuddling with her. My arms gently are around her back, holding her close to me while her hooves move around to my back to share the gentle hug.

"Yoo-hoo!" We can hear Rarity call out to us from the design room. We stop nuzzling from the sound of her voice, and Coco turns her head to look into the room at Rarity, who I can see sort of standing there. "Once you and Brayden are done with whatever you two are doing, you can come in and we can finish up with this for the Method Mares."

Coco turns her head to look back at me. "Rarity needs us now. I suggest we get the costumes ready, and fast." She tells me.

"I'm with you on that." I take my arms off from around her back, and she gets back onto the four of her hooves once again. No other thoughts on our minds, she turns and follow Coco into the design room.

Well, guess taking material from the tables to give to the both of them should be enough to help out.

Some time has passed by from the few hours that the both of us had been working. Outside the open window, I can hear the lawnmower going on in the park that I can assume is Applejack herself. Hearing it whirl is only on some of the time as I'm pretty sure she was clearing and making way for a stage in the middle of the park, working hard to make sure that it was looking fit and right.

For me, I had been helping out Coco and Rarity with the four costumes for the Method Mares, ensuring that each costume was for the right character and the size that mattered the most, judging by it on how it would be able to fit on the actor. I did help a little bit with the sewing which being the first time I've ever tried sewing is frustrating. Coco was happy to assist me though, understand that even I have trouble learning to do certain things. Probably a part of me anyway.

As soon as the costumes was ready to go with the finishing touches provided necessary, I help to load them up on a cart and head out of Coco's apartment once again. As much as there was some time left, might as well move them outdoors where when I last checked before leaving, a stage was already having been provided for the Revival and looked splendid.

We were already in the elevator and my task given to me by Rarity was to make sure that nothing bad happened to the costumes for the play. Down by each floor we went, and then comes the ding sound once we arrived on the first and main floor. The elevator doors open up and I go outside the elevator first to allow both Rarity and Coco to step out with them on each side of the moving rack of costumes.

They pull out of the elevator, turning another direction to take another way out of the building with the costume rack, getting provided access to a small non-covered elevator to provide for those whom were residents here with wheelchairs. With permission from the attendee at the front desk, they allowed them to use it. For me, I took the way I usually come in.

I step outside of the building after the automatic glass doors have opened up. I was really being serious when I said they were glass, because it literally IS glass. I descend down from the steps of cement, allowing myself to join up with the two once their elevator was at the bottom and they were outside.

The small door opens up and out comes the costumes with my friend Rarity and Coco herself. I join up with them once again, helping to move the dresses across when there was no traffic in the streets from the carriages being pulled by stallions, taxi or not. Luckily for the both of us, there is only one lane close by the apartment that brings us directly to the park. Even with the street lights, everypony is telling us to hurry up before the traffic comes along again.

We make it onto the other side, and from the sidewalk transition onto the clean dirt path in the park, we can see Applejack working up to the last of everything needed.

She looks a little worn out, but still works her hardest. Her hat though, looks as if it had been torn up while she was working away, so her poor Stetson-like hat. She still has it on her head, so I don't think she hasn't let go of it yet. Again, she probably has a load of her recognizable hats back at Sweet Apple Acres, so it's all good. A bit of paint is on her pale, light grayish olive mane, but she doesn't really notice.

She stops working for that moment, turning to look at the three of us, now entering the area where I can see the stage, but something told me that it still wasn't 'ready'. Turning to look at us, she takes a bit of breath and says "Ah know it looks bad, but Ah'm movin' as fast as Ah can."

"Don't worry, we've still got plenty of time," Rarity says, finished pulling up the costumes to a certain spot and away from the stage. Coco who had been pulling the cart from the front, has the cart come to a slow, yet steady stop there. "Everything's going to be-"

"Um, excuse me?" We could hear a stallion's voice call to us, interrupting Rarity there. All of us stop what we are doing and turn to look at who said that.

There was two stallions and two mares standing there, decked in casual autumn clothing. By the looks of their appearance, it seems like they must be professionals by the look of it or something like that. But other than that, the look on Coco Pommel's face pretty much gave it away by who they are, judging by how surprised she was. Well, it is none other than the Method Mares.

The first one, being a stallion with the same voice we heard spoke out in question by the tone of his voice. "Is this where the Midsummer Theater Revival is supposed to be, perchance?"

The second Method Mare speaks out, with the same tone of question like the first one. "We're here for the dress rehearsal?"

"Oh, yes!" Coco says, moving all the way to the side for all four of the Method Mares to see the costumes. "We've just put the finishing touches on the costumes."

I watch as the third Method Mare turns to the fourth, commenting. "At least those look professional."

All four of the Method Mares take their time to look at the stage and the rest of the park's condition. Most of the tall grass around the area where Applejack had cut and repaired was in good condition, but the rest of the park besides that small area is still such a mess by the look in their concerned eyes.

The second Method Mare begins trotting forward towards the stage. "We'll do a dry run of the play first, and then the fitting." She states to all of us, before stepping onto the cement curve, leading up towards the stage.

"No wait! I haven't gotten a chance to-" Applejack calls out, but by the crack of the wooden plank that the Method Mare stepped on, I can figured that it was too late and that something is going to happen pretty soon.

I can hear the sounds of the wood crunching and cracking upwards towards the top of the newly built stage all done by Applejack. More cracking comes in and a bunch of pieces at the top of the stage start to fall apart piece by piece that have been reinforcing the top of the stage before the ceiling started to come crashing down.

The Method Mare just stood there unable to move, but let out a yelp as soon as Applejack galloped, pouncing to get a hold of her out of harm's way. And with that, the ceiling crashing down on the stage floor, collapsed through the stage floor as well, knocking it down into nothing but a meddled mess of wood chunks and planks.

"...reinforce the stage yet." Applejack finished, sounding very exhausted.

Everything seemed like it was a disaster area after the dust of the collapsed stage settled, nopony was hurt thank Celestia, but without a stage: where will the Method Mares be able to practice and perform for everypony?

The only thing I need really to be concerned about, is the look of horror on Coco Pommel's face at the sight before her.

Night brews in the skies of Equestria once again, the light of Luna's moon above, shining with a wonderful crescent sight. Its moonlight reflected from Celestia's sun on the other side of Equus where another distant land is supposedly waking up for their new day. It was a beautiful sight, but I was feeling a little worried.

Coco Pommel had the both of her hooves on the balcony railing, overlooking the mess at the park from the collapsed stage and every other part of the park that was visible to our own naked eyes as it hasn't been repaired yet. Her ears were flopped down and she held a face that could tell that this was bad. My left hand gently placed on her back, hoping to cheer up the earth pony that fell for me. Applejack and Rarity are behind us, sitting on one of Coco's couches.

Coco exhales a sad sigh as she overlooked the park and what would have been where the Revival would have taken place. "I just wanted to live up to Charity's example, to bring my neighborhood together again. But the park is still a mess, we haven't even thought about what refreshments to serve during the performance, and even if we had, we don't have a stage for the Method Mares to perform on!" Her head lowers, and I think I caught that she looked a little depressed about it. "It's hopeless... Just hopeless!"

"Nothing is ever hopeless," I said to her, gently giving her back a gentle rub to keep her comfortable. "We just find the right idea out there to find the spark of hope to keep going and trying our hardest."

Coco doesn't even turn or budge to even look at me. Her ears are still flopped and her eyes close, knowing that all this planning that she has done most likely went all to waste for trying to bring back the Revival for her neighborhood. Now everything in the neighborhood will be the same condition as it is right now.

"I don't understand..." I can hear Rarity in that hushed tone. I turn around to listen to what she could be saying to Applejack, while my hand still gently rubs Coco's back. "The map summoned us here to solve a friendship problem. We've clearly found it, but why did it send the two of us? Why not Twilight? I'm sure she could have used her magic to transform this park in an instant!"

Applejack already seems clueless about why she was even picked by the map to Manehattan as well. "Ah've been thinkin' the same thing. Ah mean, Ah can at least see why yer here - Coco's yer friend, and ya have an eye for costumes and all - but me? Ah was never gonna be able to finish a project this big."

Rarity began to go into the 'drama queen' mode when times were rough like this. Tears began to form in her eyes and crawl out and down the both of her cheeks. She falls onto Applejack and is dramatically going to say the same hopeless stuff Coco thinks. "We'll return to Ponyville as failures! Why must this be, Applejack? Why? Why?! Wh-"

The interruption from Applejack was absolutely necessary when Rarity was spouting this kind of talk. "Now hold on there," She says. "Ah'm not suggestin' we pack up and go home."

"Then what are you suggesting?" Rarity says, probably at least two times. First time saying it sounding very muffled, but second time, she spoke a little more clearly.

"Ah'm suggestin' we stop worryin' about what we can't do and start doing what we can." She responds to her question. Both Applejack and Rarity get up off the couch, trotting over to the balcony with both me and Coco there, having listened to their conversation. "Ah think Ah've got a plan. It won't be anythin' big or fancy, but it'll be somethin'. And somethin's gotta be better than nothin', right?"

"I... I suppose so..." Coco says, still sounding a little defeated.

"That's the spirit!" Applejack says, putting a smile on her face when she joins next to the earth pony. Noticing the depressed look on Coco's face, she finished what she has to say as a comment. "Sorta..."

"All of us worked hard today to try, but there is always tomorrow and we all know; tomorrow is another day." I told them. "Judging by where the moon is located, I would suggest we all go and get some rest."

"Yes, some beauty sleep will have to be required for tomorrow in that case." I can hear Rarity taking my suggestion there seriously. None of us want to be awake all night working on the park after all.

"Ah'm with what Brayden's sayin'." My close friend says, her green eyes looking at me for that part before turning to Coco. "Well, considerin' there's only one bed in the guest bedroom, Ah don't reckon ya might have a spare."

"A spare?" Coco asked. She signals AJ to follow her into her apartment. I take my hand off from Coco's back and follow her along my two other friends. She approaches the couch that she and Rarity had been sitting on, reaching under the cushions with the soft sound of something being tapped there. "Of course, in case ponies are coming to stay for the night, I always leave this bed out for them to sleep in." The couch retracts its original state and forming into a long, comfortable looking bed with two extra pillows.

"I call the guest bedroom." Rarity says, trotting towards the hallway and to the door, opening it to enter.

Coco approaches me, gently taking and holding onto my left hand with her right front hoof. "Brayden, do you want to sleep with me tonight?" She asks me. "I say this because, I'm not sure if you'd be comfortable sleeping on the floor."

I nod and smile at her, letting go of her hoof for that moment to extend the both of my arms open a little bit, offering to carry her to her room. I made sure to bend down a little bit on one knee so I could lift her when she came into my arms. She trots closer to me, turns and falls backwards, allowing me to lift her up off the ground.

I carefully held her close to me with her hooves moving around my neck and they do feel warm and soft. My feet tread through the hallway whilst I can hear Applejack getting into bed, and of course ended up seeing her taking off her Stetson-like hat and putting it to the side. I continue down the hallway while Coco's cyan eyes gaze right at my own, directly looking ahead at her bedroom door and one of her back hooves giving a push.

There was a new bed now and it looks circular and I felt like this could be a pretty good sleep, but first things first was to assure Coco Pommel that tomorrow will be better than today. I already have pyjamas on, and after all that happened, I even knew that it would be time to get ready after the conversation.

"Coco..." I said to her, her ears raising upward when they heard me. "You don't have to worry about this."

My own brown eyes were staring right back at those beautiful cyan colored eyes while placing her on the bed, taking my arms off from around her. "I know Brayden. I understand Applejack has a good plan, but I worry at the same time; what if it doesn't work in the end?"

"I know you're nervous, but Applejack knows what she could be doing," My feet head on over to the other side of the bed, pulling the sheets back to allow myself to be set into bed next to her. "It's a scary feeling sometimes for me when I don't know what'll happen next, but in the end sometimes it's a big surprise that changes for the good."

"Well..." She pauses for a moment, with those eyes straying off towards the coated paint of sky blue on the walls. "I really hope that her plan works out. The last thing I want is for the neighborhood to not be involved if it turns out to have flopped in the attempt."

My left arm and hand moves to the side of her head, gently caressing her soft right cheek. "It'll work out... just like us." I told her. "We may have some certain disagreements, something that hasn't been shown for the both of us; but you certainly hold quite a talent at what you do."

Coco's cyan eyes stare back at me when I had placed my hand onto her cheek. I scoot a little closer towards her, allowing her to lie next to me. She takes off the hairclip from her mane, and the tie from around her neck. Her hoof stretched out behind her to toss the both of the items onto the nightstand. The tie did slip off, landing on the soft floor but it's not a problem for either of us.

I allow the both of my arms to move around both sides of Coco's back, pulling her close to me. Her head moves forward a little bit, pushing itself against my nose by her own nose. I slowly begin to nuzzle the both of our noses together, feeling more comfortable than ever before. It's the same feeling when cuddling Twilight close to me, but this won't match that too much. Nevertheless, I am fine and it's no competition about it.

After some time of rubbing and nuzzling the both of our noses together, her head must have slipped, for those gentle lips of hers were placed onto mine with the both of her eyes closed. In my own response, I closed my eyes slowly as our lips move on one another to share this ardent kiss between the both of us.

Once our lips have released, I can hear the soft, almost inaudible sigh from Coco that could tell that she felt relaxed when I held her this close to me. I lay backwards onto the bed, and her head is placed right onto my chest, wrapping the both of her hooves around the top of my chest, covered in pyjama clothing.

"This is one of the reasons I fell in love with you in the first place," Coco sounded hushed when she was telling this to me. "Gentle... a friendly face to everypony..."

"Compassionate?" I asked.

She opens those innocent eyes to look right back at me. "...Yes." That is all that really comes out of her mouth.

For the rest of that time together holding onto one another, nothing else really happened. The only things that went on during the time for bed was just gazing into one other's eyes and just cuddling against one another with her head resting on top of my chest, lifting slowly upward and then, downward by the slow, gentle breathing I was letting in.

Coco eventually closed her eyes and I remained there for some time until she had fallen into a good night's rest. Over the soft sounds of my nostrils breathing, I can hear the sound of the inhaling and exhaling of breath coming from her slightly-opened mouth, and I will admit that this is one of the cutest things from Coco.

I move my head upward, placing my hand onto her cheek as she slept. Closing my eyes, I can feel my lips gently giving her a goodnight kiss on the forehead. When I open those visioned eyes again, she remains asleep and all I can whisper to her is "Good night Coco Pommel."

I place the back of my head onto the soft white pillow, allowing my eyes to close. I further await to enter the dream world whilst waiting for tomorrow to see what Applejack has in mind of her plan. I know it should be good, but that's what I think. But again, I shouldn't think... should only be ready. Alright Brayden, enough thinking. Time for sleep.

The hammer began to pound under the setting sun of the next day after. Applejack was the one holding the iron by its handle as each hard pound goes into the dug-in nail to support the stage pretty well.

It's not the same stage that had been placed into the park for the original plan Coco Pommel had in mind, so this must be the alternative that Applejack must have decided in thought from last night after having tried to re-create the original park and Revival. But now that I think about it, it is facing right out towards the public.

Whatever Applejack had in mind, she must have had the idea of a genius.

After having hammered in the last colden nail to the side of the newly-built stage, she turns to the Method Mares. "Alright ya'll! It's ready!"

I turn my head to watch the four Method Mares come up towards the steps at the side of the stage. Each one of them had the costumes being worn as their assigned character. By each entry from the four, they had gone out of sight from behind the stage curtains.

The first Method Mare pokes his head out from between the two curtains, covering up the stage from being seen just yet, but I do have a feeling that whoever is coming along would stop and watch if they had the time. "Should we go ahead and start?"

Coco's head is giving him the nod as a signal to start. I was seated between both Coco and Rarity. Applejack trots over from the side of the stage where she had wrapped up on constructing this stage, seating herself right next to the right of Rarity. My eyes turn back towards the stage, seeing the Method Mare poke his head right back behind the curtain. All is silent for the first few moments, then finally the curtains open.

The setting itself was the interior of an office building, by how designed the painting was for the play. The two Method Mares stood before the four of us, looking at one another as the second Method Mare comes in as the character she is playing as with the prop, a mobile coat rack with decorative clothing material as props for that scene. The detail laid into this so far is doing pretty good.

The Method Mare stops moving and trots at a fast pace toward the first Method Mare at his desk when she finally got into character. "Excuse me," She began to speak, not engaging the audience and doing what had to be done. "I'm Charity Kindheart. I'm here about the open design position. I brought some samples of my work. I'm sorry I'm late, I had the hardest time finding my way here." The mare did her hardest to push out tears so that it could not be faked. "I just moved here, and I keep getting mixed up by the street names! I had a map, but I dropped it in a puddle, which only made the street names harder to read!"

"I see." The first Method Mare said, having listened to what the author had to say.

I can hear the sound of both hooves trotting in the direction towards the sound of the stage. I turn around to see a filly with his mother, approaching the scene and watching what was going on stage as of that moment.

"What is that?" The filly has to ask.

"I dunno sugar," His mother tells him. "Looks like some kinda play."

The filly turns around to look at his mom and he seems very excited. "Well, can we stay and watch it please? Please, can we, can we?"

"Ohhhhh," The mother began thinking for a moment as if she was unsure. In the end, a smile came upon the mare's face. "Alright, I suppose we could stay for a minute."

Having not been noticed by the pair, I turn around to continue watching the show as the third Method Mare comes on stage. "Excuse me," She acknowledges. The first Method Mare turns around looking at the partner. "But your next appointment is here."

"Alright, send him in," The Method Mare tells her, as the third mare was quick to leave from the scene as fast as she could. He turns to look at the mare playing as Charity Kindheart, placing a saddened and disappointed frown upon his face. "I'm sorry, but based on these samples, I just don't think this is the place for you."

The actor playing Charity could only gasp dramatically at the sound of the news being rejected from this one in a lifetime job. I knew that this was a play, but I definitely can tell the emotions being displayed on the mare's face as she did what could be done to make it real.

"Don't get me wrong," The stallion continues as he wasn't finished yet. "These clothes are all exquisite and well-made, but more theatrical and avant-garde. Have you considered costume design?" The mare paused to think as she acted as if she didn't know anything about that kind of thing. "I have a contact on Bridleway! If you're interested, I can put you in touch with him." The mare smiles again, as I know she's going to take the offer he suggested. "...And scene."

The curtains close to end the scene and I can hear a small crowd of ponies muttering as they are coming along to watch and see what was going on for this play before their own eyes as they must have caught the first scene just as it had ended. A few stallions and mares came past me, taking a seat on the cement, waiting until the next scene came on.

Seconds pass, and the curtain unfolds again, revealing another set in regards to this scene with both the second and fourth Method Mare taking the stage. While they are coming up on stage, I turn my head to Coco Pommel who is watching the performance go on. I gently move my arm towards the earth pony, placing my arm around her neck carefully in a relaxed position. She turns to look back at me with those lovely cyan eyes and sharing a loving smile briefly. I kept my arm around her, turning back to watch the rest of the show. More fillies, foals, mares and colts were coming in to watch the play as it progressed.

The mare playing Charity came in with the coat rack, filled with the same material of dresses used in the previous scene. The fourth Method Mare stood there, ready to speak her line out. "Charity dear, is that you?" She calls out.

"Hello Mrs. Pearblossom!" The mare responds back to her, coming towards her with the costumes on the rack. "I didn't see - oops!" She accidentally bumps into her and the costumes on the rack came falling down onto the floor.

"Oh, let me help you dear." The actor playing Mrs. Pearblossom responds, bending down to gather some of the costumes that spilt to the wooden planks by their hooves. "Are these the costumes you've been working on?"

"Yes, I was supposed to be finished by now, but there's just so much to do, and I still have a few alterations to make before opening night!" A few of the lines reminded me almost of those that Coco has said before. "I'm sorry I couldn't get enough tickets for everypony in the neighborhood. I hope Mr. Pearblossom wasn't too disappointed. I know Trotter on the Roof is one of his favorites." Sounds like an altered version of a play back on Earth, that brought a smile to my face as I have seen the adapted movie.

"Oh my dear filly, don't worry about that." The actor playing Mrs. Pearblossom placed a hoof onto the other actor's shoulder to assure her. "We're so proud of you. We shall be with you in spirit!"

"Thank you!" The mare playing Charity responds back to her, feeling pretty happy and positive. "You've all made me feel so welcome here and have become like family to me! I just wish I could share this experience with you and the others!"

"Eh, what's going on?" I turn around to hear that gruff voice of a worker pony trotting up among the many neighbors of Coco Pommel who have sat down to watch the play. Every face I have seen during my visit here, the stallion with the top hat who owned the oat and hay import/export business; which I was surprised to see there.

I can hear Luckette, one of the many ponies in front of us that was mentioned to me most likely by Pinkie Pie herself respond to his question. "It's the Midsummer Theater Revival. The Method Mares are performing!"

The worker exhales a sigh, taking off the construction hat and taking a seat to watch. "The Revival... Mhm, yeah. My pop used to bring me."

The play went on until it was night-time and as soon as the moon had come into sight, I must have realized that time had passed while I was busy watching the play with Coco, Rarity and Applejack that I don't realize how many ponies in the neighborhood are watching the performance as well.

"So nice of you to put on this play for the neighborhood." The fourth Method Mare says to the second as she was acting as the part she would be playing.

"I couldn't have done it without everypony's help!" She responds back to her with a smile. "I know it's not Bridleway, but-"

"Oh pish-tosh!" The fourth Method Mare states with a bit of relief in her voice. "It's perfect dear!"

I can hear somepony behind me crunching on a few small pieces of popcorn, and I am getting pretty jealous right now as popcorn is one of my favorite snacks to have when there isn't anything else to eat. I already ate dinner, but even hearing the sound of popcorn is really tempting. Dammit, give me some pieces of popcorn to munch on! Ha, just kidding. I'm pretty sure somepony will provide me with some. But again, maybe not as I seem too distracted on how the play is progressing at its end.

"Oh you're such a dear, thank you." I can hear one of the elderly ponies tell somepony behind me. "This is so nice. Haven't seen the neighborhood this friendly since Charity moved away." And I'm with what the elder says, things are looking much better around here than when I first arrived.

The curtains come to a close and everypony begins to clap and cheer to the conclusion of both the story and the theatrics of the play that had been displayed for the long possible time it could. The applause went on for some time, but the curtains open up again and the cast... or all four of the Method Mares themselves are on stage taking a bow to thank the audience for staying to watch the show.

The Method Mares were happy to be acknowledged with this kind of love from the audience by the sounds of cheering. I turn around to look behind me briefly and I will admit that I have never seen so many neighbors in my life. So impressive how this one play managed to work out all thanks to my two friends Rarity and Applejack for assisting with Coco.

"Thank you fillies and gentlecolts!" The first Method Mare calls out, raising his hoof to calm a bit of the audience all was calm and quiet once again as I have a feeling that he was most likely going to say something next. "Please give a warm welcome to the one who made this entire event possible - our neighbor Coco Pommel!"

The audience began to applaud again with the same clapping of hooves and cheering as they turn to look at the innocent young mare whose cheeks have lit up with pink, pretty happy to be announced with such achievement being rewarded to her. I take my arm off from around her back, allowing her to get up onto her four hooves. She makes her way past the cheering crowds and smiling faces to get up onto the stage to face them herself. She makes it onto the steps, climbing upward and arriving from the side of the stage and facing the audience.

She waited for the clapping and the cheering to slowly come to a cease, then cleared her throat to begin speaking to them. "Thank you all so much for coming!" She spoke to them, sounding the happiest that I might have ever seen from the soft-spoken mare. "The Midsummer Theater Revival was always something that meant so much to me, and it seems it means quite a lot to all of you as well. I really can't take all the credit though. My dear friends Rarity and Applejack helped me ever so much."

The audience applauds the both of them who helps make a path for them to get up on stage with her and the rest of the Method Mares while I stay where I am to watch everything from where I was sitting.

"Oh darling please, it was just a few costumes." Rarity has to admit, knowing she mostly can't take credit for them either.

"Aw shucks," Applejack says, with the both of her cheeks lit up from the appreciation. "Ah just happen to be good with a hammer is all. To be honest, we had much bigger plans to start. When those fell through, we decided to simplify. This here was the result."

"Oh don't be so modest. Coco and I were lost." Rarity tells her, a smile put onto her face.

"You bet your boots we were!" Coco responds to Applejack, letting out a giggle.

She isn't done yet though as she turns towards the audience to make another finishing touch to her speech. "Another dear, and loving friend to me came to visit with my two friends today and he's here in this audience, having helped assist both me and Rarity while designing the costumes. I'd like to call up Brayden."

The audience was in applause once again as I got up, making my way towards the side of the stage by it's wooden steps. I got up onto the wooden steps, and I will admit that I did feel a little bit nervous since I was being faced towards a medium sized audience of neighbors, but I am able to suck it up for now.

"Brayden," She says, but at a good volume for the neighbors to hear. "If you could have the honor, and I remember you singing to me and your friends and special somepony at your birthday party... could you sing again and perform for the audience or... my neighbors?"

"Yeah!" One stallion in the audience shouts out followed by a load of cheering from the oncoming audience who had stayed for the play the entire time.

I was shocked in response as to what Coco asked me. I was shaking my head with a bit of a smile, and turn to the audience. "No I can't. I don't have the equipment with me to perform and my two guitars are back at the cottage I live in."

"I'll let you borrow my guitar!" One stallion close to the stage shouts, waving his electric guitar in the air for all plus me to see.

I guess that must have convinced them that I was going to perform. "Alright, but one song only!" I told them, giving in to their request and taking the electric guitar with the V body and a new set of strings.

The audience roars with cheers when I got the guitar and put the strap on, making sure that I was plugged into something. Same stallion came onto the stage with an amplifier so they can hear the sound that comes out when I play for them. Coco, Rarity and Applejack move to the side of the stage so they along with the Method Mares can watch me play and sing simultaneously.

I took in a deep breath to keep myself calm from all the nervousness coming in when having to perform for an audience. I hold onto the pick and begin to imagine the tap in my head as I move the pick up and down, plucking at the strings to play a moderate speed riff for those few moments, then I pick up the tempo, playing a fast and quick riff before I open my mouth to a microphone nearby that was supposed to be used, and began to sing.

Along deserted avenues

Steam begins to rise

The figures primed and ready

Prepared for quick surprise

He's watchin' for a sign

His life is on the line

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the Sentinel

Dogs whine in the alleys

Smoke is on the wind

From deep inside its empty shell

A cathedral bell begins

Reading out its toll

A storm begins to grow

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the Sentinel

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars

The challengers await

And in their fists clutch iron bars

With which to seal his fate

Across his chest is scabbards rest

The rows of glowing knives

Whose razor points in challenged tests

Have finished many lives

Now facing one another

The stand-off eats at time

Then all at once a silence falls

As the bell ceases its chime

Upon this sign the challengers

With shrieks and cries rush forth

The knives fly out like bullets

Upon their deadly course

Screams of pain and agony

Rent the silent air

Amidst the dying bodies

Blood runs everywhere

The figure stands expressionless

Impassive and alone

Unmoved by this victory

And the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge

Condemn to hell

Tempt not the blade

All fear the Sentinel

I end the song right there with a long hold of the power chord until the note had faded completely. The audience didn't react for a moment, but eventually there came the sound of their hooves clapping with the accompaniment of applaud and cheering when I take a bow and thank them for hearing me play.

I make sure first though that the stallion got back his guitar and amplifier before getting off the stage to join up with my friends. Rarity and Applejack were quite happy to have seen me sing once again as I haven't done that in a while for some time, and even then my voice range was still okay. Coco on the other half, doesn't know what to say but I can already tell what she is thinking from that look on her face.

"Good?" I asked her.

The answer that came from her was when she lifts herself up by her two back hooves, placing the both of her hooves gently onto my chest. She moves her head forward and by that sign I know what coming, so I close my eyes and the both of us have a gradual gentle peck on the lips.

I recieve a giggle and her response after she took those gentle lips off from mine. "Good."

Not too long after the play has finished, most of the neighborhood was still up, talking and chattering amongst each other like never before. Coco had to get back to her apartment, as I'm pretty sure she had to get some rest after all of the achievement she has definitely earned. I do have to agree with my own statement, she earned that beauty sleep. I made sure to give her the honor of wishing her a good night and thanking her for my involvement to help out.

Both Applejack and Rarity are busy with a couple of Coco's neighbors, chatting amongst them while by their side and standing with them. Each neighbor coming up to them has a friendly smile upon their faces filled with the joy of excitement to have met the two mainly responsible for the whole Revival. A few others told me I did a fantastic job as well, but hey, a few is better than nothing.

"We just wanted to say how much we enjoyed the Midsummer Theater Revival and how much it inspired us!" One of the neighbors tells both of my friends. The business stallion who I met yesterday from the lake and had seen watching the play was alongside her.

"Oh yeah?" Applejack says, knowing that she's pretty much earned this praise big time.

The business pony takes his opportunity to step into the conversation. "I used to think that to help my community I had to do something big." He lets out a bit of a chuckle. "And let's face it - in this day and age, who has the time for such a commitment? But here, you did something as simple as building a stage and putting on a play and," He chuckles once again, but more in a brief manner. "Look at how its brought everypony together."

"I saw Coco's flyers for volunteers but didn't think anything I'd have time to do would be that useful," The neighbor continued after the stallion has finished speaking. "Now I wish I'd offered to help, even if it was just pulling a few weeds or planting a few flowers."

Applejack looks at the both of the ponies who engaged with them, saying "Not sure if ya noticed, but the park is far from bein' fixed up. Ah imagine if ya look around, ya'll find there's lot of little ways for ya to get involved in changin' this place for the better."

"And I will!" The mare responds, a smile curled upon her mouth.

"And I don't think we'll be alone!" The business stallion says with a cheerful expression on his face as he and the mare turn to leave, joining among the other neighbors to have a good conversation, while among them, there are a few fillies still awake and playing chase.

I can hear the sound of ringing, though it doesn't sound anything close to the phone I have, which hasn't rang ever since coming into Equestria. If any, I recall that there is no bars or data as I call it on the phone, but it's only when I turn around, I figured out what that ringing noise was all about.

It was both of the cutie marks of Applejack and Rarity, shining brightly in an angelic white to signify a job well done from the map calling them. Rarity and Applejack also turn to look at their shining cutie marks, within those few moments allowing the smiles to come in. The two began to cheer and congratulate themselves on a good job well done, and laughing afterwards.

"We did it!" Applejack pretty much had to pronounce, and I've never felt so happy before to see that the two of them complete a task given by the map by its own importance.

Rarity gasped for that moment afterwards, silencing her friend who turns to look at her. "I understand now! It all makes perfect sense!"

"Huh?" Applejack asked, before Rarity places her hoof onto her friend's shoulder with that smile upon her face.

"I know why the map called you here."

"Ya do?" Applejack asked once again, still unsure what she means. If I know Rarity though, she'll pretty much explain what's going on and why she was important in the end.

"If Twilight had used her magic to fix the park, it wouldn't have fixed the real problem, which is that these Manehattan ponies didn't think they had time to do something for their community!" She explains very carefully and sounds very detailed to get the message across. "But by building that stage and making sure the play went on, you showed them that just by doing something small, you can make a big difference!"

"Well, Ah'll be!" Applejack comments, amazed at what had really happened after all that she just didn't notice.

"Seems that you have more in common with the Manehattan ponies that you thought!" She responds back to her.

"Agreed." I spoke out, really proud of Applejack.

Applejack chuckles and says "But all the same, Ah'd sure like to head back to Ponyville on the next train. Ah want to check in with Apple Bloom and find out how the Sisterhooves Social turned out."

"Yeah," I said. "It'll feel good to be back home like usual, though this place to me is now a second home."

"Oh absolutely my dear," Rarity says, turning around and looking a bit shocked at first. "Just as soon as I stop that pony in the shop over there from purchasing that dreadfully hideous scarf!" She began galloping towards the street shop where one of the ponies were picking up a scarf that had gone on sale for when winter comes around. "Stop!" She is literally screaming. "You're making a terrible mistake!"

Applejack could only exhale an annoyed sigh, but knew very well that it was common of Rarity to act like this, and I'm pretty sure that I know she acts like this too. "Well, next train's gonna be soon Brayden, best ya'll of us start heading to the train station and on our way. Should be back in Ponyville by tomorrow evening judging by the time and stops the train will make."

I nod in agreement to what Applejack has told me, and should begin on our way towards the central of Manehattan where the station is located. I can't wait to see Twilight, Fluttershy and the rest of my friends again. First things first, both me and Applejack need to take care of something...

The worst of all is having to pull Rarity away before she causes another scene over fashion... but... hahaha. That's my good friend Rarity for me. Might as well grab a quick snack to bite on before boarding the Friendship Express back to Ponyville.