"Thank you Cloudsdale! you've been a great crowd!" They cheered surging again, overwhelming the guards out front. Fans clambered onstage, tearing at their clothes, trying to obtain some form of memento. Pegasi roadies and a Gryphon surged from out of backstage, forming a circle round the performers. "Come-on, we gotta get outa here!" screamed Gilda over the unrelenting droning of the fans. Pinkie Pie simply dived out of her seat, disappearing behind their huge tour banner. A blur of leather jackets and black manes perused her back, the sound of crashing making Scootaloo wince. The protecting roadies tightened their cover, slowly moving out back as the guards began to push the frenzied fans back.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell were also swamped, leaving their instruments behind, cowering behind their protectors. It took them ages, pushing back and forth between the formed throngs onstage, before they were safe in the strongroom out back. Pinkie Pie was already there, cradling the large bump on her forhead. "Those mother-cuddlers knocked an amp down on me! Bunch of loony idiots!" she said, fumbling through the cooler box beside her for a beer. Apple Bloom laughed, sitting on the couch beside her, ogling the large bump. "Wow, that'll leave a mark. Look on the bright side, least you wont have to put on so much paint next time." Pinkie sneered, taking a swig, then holding the bottle up to the bump, its cold embrace soothing the pain. SweetieBell leaned over the sink, splashing her face with water. The paint washed off, leaving smears across her eyes, making her look even more ghastly then when on stage. "Urghh, i got some crap in my eye during 'Sisterhood!' for Cuddlers sake, it hurt like a Dame!" She carefully wiped her hoof across the bottom of her eye, taking wads of paint with each.

"Apple Bloom, you Cuddled-up during the solo again, you really need to practice the rhythm before our next show-" the yellow Mare stormed over to Scootaloo, her face pressed up against Scoot's! "My name is DEATH BLOOM, and I did that riff perfectly. SweetieBell was the one who screwed it." "CUDDLE-YOU I HAD PAINT IN MY EYE!"

The three burst out in argument, Pinkie-pie just rolled her eyes, taking out another beer, and replacing it with the one on her head. The door quickly opened, and shut. The zounds of the masses outside briefly swallowing up all noise inside the tiny room. Their manager, a large female Gryphon, strolled in. The three stopped, all looking menacingly at her. She gulped once before talking, the uncertainty of what just happened making her nervous.

"Good news- guys. We already knew that the concert was a complete sell-out. But we also sold every last scrap of merch and shirts, and rumor has it the Concert in Manehattan will sell-out too. and don't get me started on the Pony-Disc sales, the country is in turmoil, trying to meet demand. We did it girls, were there!" The three all grinned, huddling together like their Filly days. They bounced in a circle chanting "We did it, We did it" seemingly out of place considering their physical apperance. Pinkie-pie rolled her eyes, her headache pounding into her skull. Ditto! Gilda, when can we go home? I gotta catch up on some proper sleep!"

Gilda nodded, trying not to make eye-contact with Pinkie-pie. Their feud from all those years ago had been resolved, but she still didn't feel very comfortable around the Insane pink Mare. "We'll have a chariot ready in an hour! Did you girls wana keep any of the equipment we had this time round?!" SweetieBell's eyes widened "Oh, yes! i really like that bass! And the amp that went with it!" "Anyone else?!" AppleBloom and Scootaloo shook their heads, Pinkie Pie waved a hoof lazily in Gilda's direction.

"Alright then, be ready for a dash to the exit in ten minutes we'll wait, hopefully Iced-Cloud will be able to calm most of them down with the encore! That is if we can get them all out of the Backstage area. Whoever hired security needs a hoof in the groin!" and with that she exited, quickly shuting the heavy door before the fans outside could slip in.

Apple Bloom turned to Pinkie Pie, eying her menacingly. "Do you and Gilda still have that feud going on?!" Pinkie Pie gently shook her head "We're not friendly, but she is our manager. Just... drop it! I don't want to talk about it. She turned her head, stamping her hooves in time with the muffled music outside. Apple Bloom rolled her eyes.

"Hey girls, I've been thinking. Now that the war has been over for however long, and Celestia opened up the borders. What if after Manehattan we should start thinking about a tour of the Republic?!" said Scootaloo. SweetieBell squealed with exitement "OH YES, THATS A GREAT IDEA, we'll probably be able to meet Lunar IN PERSON!!" She jumped up and down, giddy with exitement at the thought of meeting the main lyrical subject of their entire band. Scootaloo turned to Apple Bloom, she looked back with concern in her eyes. "Wellllll, I was planning to go to my Family Gathering after Manehattan. Couldn't we maybe do it in a Month?" Scootaloo nodded, thinking that a rest was probably better. SweetieBell died down, her exitement to meet Princess Lunar snuffed out like a flame. Apple Bloom turned back to Pinkie Pie waiting for her reply. Pinkie just starred back, her blue eyes pierced with pain and frustration. She shrugged "Eh, I'm the drummer, what do i know?"

Scootaloo jumped up. "Then its settled! In one month we're going to The Lunar Republic!"