Pinkie's eyes opened as she stretched her legs. She had slept well after the Welcome home party she had thrown. Only a few knew that her excuse was true, her closest friends. But nobody really showed up for it besides them. Only Ditzy Derpy Doo, for the new muffin recipe. Her new friends hadn't taken the trip back very well and had fallen asleep. Spike had been introduced to the pastime of alcohol, when he was under age, way under age. She was wanting to sleep more but Bits weren't hoofed to her whenever she wanted here, she had to earn them again.

        -Sweet Apple Acres-

        Applejack paced in her room, letting her mind wonder. How did Scaleblade get there? At the party she asked what and who they brought with them. Rainbow had brought InvisibleScale, Twilight; Spike, Rarity had brought gems that she could call rare and exotic. Pinkie had returned with recipes for Tamrielic treats. Fluttershy brought a butterfly, a rare breed she found beautiful.

        "Why did he come with us?" She pondered aloud. "Ah couldn't have been thinkin' of him, all the things he did fer me, openin his home, teachin me about the differences'tween our two worlds." During her pondering her brother happened by the guest bedroom unbeknownst to him was populated by Scaleblade.

        As Scaleblade tossed and turned, he struggled to stay asleep. "No... Don't... Fus Ro Dah!" The unrelenting force shattered the window beside him. To which Macintosh responded with a glance at his coffee and another at this guest. Macintosh decided the plants needed the caffeine more than he did.

        -Fluttershy's Cottage-

        InvisibleScale was awoken by his own head pounding more than the ceremonial drums. He thought of the previous night, when the Governor Generals insisted he help them get their money's worth of the Mead. And regret those orders he did. "My head feels like it was trampled by the whole army." He knew not where he was or what had happened after his contest with the Generals. He tried to come to his full senses as he massaged his temples.

         "So you're awake?" He heard Fluttershy's familiar voice from the other room. He stretched his back and a series of cracks echoed throughout the house. "Rainbow Dash wanted to take you to her place, but she remembered you can't walk on clouds, so she'd have to leave you down here for the time being."

          "Uh huh." He was too busy focusing on his problem than his predicament.

          -Twilight's House-

          "OOOHHH My head hurts!" Spike moaned and writhed in pain as he clutched his head.

          "Well, that's what happens when you drink too much of that stuff," Twilight was yelling at him on purpose. "You think you'd have learned this when you ate all that ice cream!"

          "I'll never drink anything again." Spike's pain had brought him to tears.

          "That wouldn't be a bad idea!" Twilight hollered. "Now come on, we have to get to Sugarcube Corner, and send the report Pinkie wrote up."

          "But My head hurts!" Spike whined.

          "Too bad, you'll get no special treatment because you feel bad after you did something you shouldn't have."

          -Carousel Boutique-

          It had been a long time since Rarity had awoken to nothing burning, she had a free morning. "Sweetie Belle must have gotten up early, and left already. Oh how wonderful, I don't have to wash out bowls of burnt juice." She set her eye cover neatly on the bedside table and made her way to the vanity table. Her eyes glanced over her reflection as she brushed her mane. She managed to see the clock. it was three minutes from half after nine. "I slept in!" It was a big trade off, Sweetie Belle not cooking meant no smoke alarm clock. She rushed to finish her morning routines. "How could you not eat breakfast on a Saturday Sweetie Belle?"

         -Sugarcube Corner-

         Pinkie was making sure that the counter was clean for the rush when Twilight dragged Spike through the door. "Hey Guys! Ya wanna,"

         "Shush it, loud stuff hurts." Spike interrupted clutching his forehead.

         "Hangover huh? Yeah I've had my fair share, wouldn't wish it on anypony." Her deep blue eyes shone sympathetically toward him. "So what can I do for you guys, you're just in time to beat the breakfast rush."

          "I just thought, Spike could send that report you wrote up." Twilight was interrupted by Spike's latest symptom, nausea and vomiting. "Once he's done with that.