The night that the ponies having been awaiting for finally arrived. Tonight, the Mane 6--along with Spike--are going to be attending this Grand Galloping Gala that each of them have been hyping up about; and my two friends will soon be joining them. Slouching about the couch, I only perked up once I caught the sound of Jonathan and Andrew stepping down the stairs in their tuxedos which Rarity made for them. Both Jonathan's tuxedo jacket and trousers were in plain black like most tuxedos with a traditional white undershirt to go along with it; in addition, Jonathan purposely allowed the jacket to be unbuttoned in order to show off the cummerbund around his waist which happens to share the same shade of purple as his bow tie. As for Andrew, he let his trousers keep their conventional shade of black, but he opted for a buttoned up white tuxedo jacket along with a crimson red bow tie.

"You sure you don't want to come along?" Jonathan asked. "It's not too late to reconsider."

"I told you guys I don't do fancy parties," I restated firmly, "besides, you know that Celestia would probably try to get back at me if I do attend her little ball."

"Come on, Jeffrie," Andrew said while playing around with his cufflinks, "I'm sure she's let that whole deflecting her lightning bolt back at her ordeal go."

"I ain't taking that chance," I made my decision final. "You two will keep close to Spike at least?"

"Sure man," Andrew gave his vow, "Jonathan and I won't even set foot in that castle without the little guy. Right, Jonathan?"

Feeling that he's being unfairly guilt tripped into chaperoning Spike, he relented in his own cynical fashion. "Oh yes, Jeffrie, I was just hoping that you would ask me to babysit a smartass little dragon tonight. I mean, it's not like I have other plans in mind."

"Come on, Jonathan, we don't want to keep the others waiting any longer." Andrew grabbed him by the shoulder as he led themselves out the door. "See ya, man."

"Have fun." I waved them off. After I allowed a few minutes to pass by, I slowly rose from the couch and opened the door and peeked outside. Checking to see that the guys were nowhere in sight, I made a gesture with my hand and stood aside to grant a bunch of construction ponies entry into our home. Their boss, a grayish-blue coated earth stallion with a turquoise mane named Hard Hat, stepped up to me to clarify a few things.

"So let me get this straight, you want us to build an extra room?"

"Not just an extra room," I explained, "A secret hideout that I only will have access to, and I want the entrance of it to be built next to the stairs and hidden behind a bookshelf. I take it that Dr. Hooves let you look over the blueprints?"

"He did," Hard Hat confirmed. "I just want to know how you're plannin' on payin' us?"

Normally it would be up to Twilight and her friends to pay for the construction, but since I plan on keeping this a secret from them, I chose to handle this matter myself. "Well, I don't really have the money at the moment, but you could always put me on a tab."

"What's that?"

"It's when you give someone a certain amount of time to acquire some money that is owed."

"And how long do these 'tabs' last?"

"Until the end of the month; and if I don't pay you on time, then you can choose to never offer your services to me again."

"Hmm, I suppose I do have that right. Aw what the hay, it's only one room. All right boys, let's get started!"

While the construction ponies went straight to work, that's when Dr. Hooves trotted behind me and caught my attention with a tap on my shoulder. "I'm sorry that I won't be able to pay you when this is done, Dr." I offered my apologies.

"Nonsense!" he shrugged it off. "With all the inventions I provide for pony society, financial troubles are the least of my problems."

"Easy for you to say," Hard Hat said under his breath.

Meanwhile, the guys--along with Spike and the Mane 6--were on their way to the Grand Galloping Gala. The mode of transportation was an apple shaped carriage that was being pulled by two stallions whom Rarity was able to easily seduce by appealing to their perverted desires they have towards her. (Though for her sake, she better hope that the two stallions don't actually expect her to repay them by fulfilling their sexual fantasies.) Since the carriage could only carry the six mares, the guys had to settle with riding alongside Spike for the whole ride.

The kid was donning a little black tuxedo jacket with a puffy white undershirt and a big red bowtie; this attire alone would've made any woman from our world go into a "D'AWWW!" frenzy and pinch his scaly cheeks until they were permanently red.

"This is going to be so great!" Spike beamed with joy. "I got the entire night planned out: first, we'll go see the crown jewels, then we'll see Celestia's golden apple tree, and then we'll all hang out at my favorite doughnut shop!"

"That all sounds fun, Spike." Andrew told him.

"Then let's get moving! Hyah!"

The little dragon cracked the reins he held in his claws, which caused the two stallions to stop. "Excuse me?!" the yellow stallion with a suave looking brown mane shoved his face with a fierce intensity that rendered Spike to be temporarily unable to speak and could only let out an intimidated stammer.

"If you weren't friends with our neighbor Rarity..." the gray stallion with a spiky black mane raised his hoof in a threatening manner.

"Did you two seriously just threaten to harm a child?" Jonathan called the two douchebags out.

"What business is it of yours?" the yellow douche shot back.

"It's our business when that kid happens to be one of our friends." Andrew crossed his arms as he looked down upon the two ponies with the disapproving gaze of a strict parent scolding unruly children. "I bet you two must feel real good picking on Spike; though I don't imagine Rarity wanting to have anything to do with any of you if she ever finds out that you're nothing but a couple of bullies."

"Wait a minute," Jonathan changed the subject, "you two look familiar. Did we ever meet before?"

"No. Just because we hear about you and sometimes see you roaming about doesn't mean we actually know each other." The gray piece of shit clarified.

"Wait, I remember now!" Jonathan's recollection finally caught up. "You're the two weirdos who tried to ask Andrew out!"

Taking in a good look at both ponies, Andrew's eyes went wide upon hitting the sudden realization. "He's right, you are those same weirdos!"

"Could one of you mind filling me in?" the confused dragon requested.

"When we were living with Rarity for awhile," Jonathan explained, "Jeffrie and I pulled a prank on Andrew where we made him wear a dress and then Rainbow Dash came in with a paparazzi and they put his picture on the newspaper."

It took every ounce of Spike's effort to keep a straight face as he turned to Andrew and said, "They actually put you in a dress?!"

"Yeah, yeah," Andrew grudgingly admitted. "That wasn't even the worst part; the worst was when these two sickos walked right up to me and actually thought that I was a woman."

"Sweet Celestia, why did you have to bring that up?" the yellow pony groaned.

"You have any idea how long it took us to even forget it?" said the gray stallion.

"I bet you two also forgot that my friend was once a model who went by the name of Senor Man-tits." Andrew relished in the mortified expressions of the two asshats. "Now are you fellas gonna apologize to the kid, or am I gonna have to lift up my friend's shirt and refresh your memory?"

Before his fingers even touched Jonathan's undershirt, both stallions cried out, "No, no! We're sorry! We're gonna go fast now!" They immediately turned their heads forward as they moved the apple carriage in a full canter.

"Thanks guy," Spike said to the guys. "I don't know what else to say."

"Think nothing of it, Spike," said Andrew. "We're always glad to help our friends out."

"That, and Jeffrie would've beaten the shit out of us if we allowed those punks to pick on you." Jonathan added.

"We said we were sorry!" the gray stallion shouted.

"Less talkin', more trottin'!" Andrew grabbed the reins from Spike's claws and gave the stallions a snap to their backs so sharp that it made burst onward in a full gallop.

Once they finally reached Canterlot, the guys hopped off along with the kid and watched as he opened the door for the Mane 6. With the six walking into position, Spike's tail jolted his body up as he marveled at their dresses. "Whoa! You all look... amazing!"

Not even bothering to acknowledge his compliment, Twilight--with the rest of her friends--gazed towards the castle where the party of their dreams is being held. "I can't believe we're finally here. With all that we've imagined, the reality of this night is sure to make this... The Best Night Ever!"

That's when the Mane 6--and all the ponies that were outside with them--started doing the one thing that made me even more glad to not attend, they all start singing. Unfortunately for the guys they had no choice but to hear these ponies sing about something that could easily be summed up in a few words. To remedy this, Jonathan pulled out a set of white earplugs that were conveniently connected to his Ipod. Inserting one of them into his left ear and giving the last one to Andrew, Jonathan pushed the play button as they both let theirs ears be graced by the sound of "Rock and Roll All Night" while plugging their vacant ears with the tips of their fingers. When it looked like the musical number was finally over, the guys unplugged their ears and didn't even take one step further once they saw a downtrodden Spike passing them by and undoing his bowtie.

"Where are you going?" Andrew called him out. "The party's that way."

"I know," the kid said glumly, "it's just that the girls decided to go their separate ways and leave me behind. So I figured I'll just go have fun somewhere else."

"What about all that fun stuff you had planned?" said Andrew.

"I wanted to do that with my friends, but since they got their own plans it wouldn't be as enjoyable."

Allowing his heart to make his next decision, Andrew opened his mouth and said, "We'll hang with ya."

"Nah, you guys don't have to waste your night for my sake."

"We're not wasting anything, we don't even have a single thing to do around here. Right Jonathan?"

Once again finding himself unable to withstand this colossal amount of guilt, Jonathan could only let out a defeated sigh before saying, "We'll be happy to spend time with you."

Then, as if his forlorn attitude had disappeared entirely, Spike gleefully pulled both of them by their hands and led them into the Grand Galloping Gala for a night that the three of them may never forget for a long time.

Stepping inside of the castle at last, the three of them stopped so they could get in line to speak with the bane of my existence, I mean Princess Celestia. Seeing as how most of the ponies were either just giving short bows or hoof shakes, Spike and the guys were able to reach to the top of the stairs in a matter of seconds.

"Hello Spike, and you too Andrew and Jonathan." Celestia greeted them in the same spurious smile and kind demeanor that Annie Wilkes can easily give. "Where's Jeffrie? Didn't he receive a ticket?"

"He did, but he chose not to come." Jonathan enlightened the pony princess.

"Yeah, he's a little convinced that you hold a grudge over him deflecting your lighting bolt back at ya." Andrew spoke up.

"What a pity, I was hoping that he'd be willing to let bygones be bygones and try to start over."

I of course doubt very greatly that Celestia would legitimately want us to actually be friends, but since I wasn't there to say anything about it, Jonathan was able to take this chance to strike a quick conversation with Twilight. "So Twilight, you have any plans?"

"As a matter of fact I do!" Twilight spoke with a sudden burst of energy. "I'm gonna take this chance to catch things up with Princess Celestia. (If she'll ever get done greeting everypony.)"

"So Princess Celestia," Spike let his voice be heard, "I'm about to show Andrew and Jonathan the crown jewels, if that's OK."

"You're always welcome to see them, Spike." Celestia granted him permission. "If you don't try to eat any of them, of course."

"I have self-control!" Spike let out a childlike huff that gave Celestia cause to giggle.

Once that conversation was brought to an end, the little dragon led the guys through a labyrinth of hallways until they found themselves stepping into a large room with nothing but rows upon rows of display cases; each one containing gems of every color. There were cases filled with amethysts, emeralds, ambers, diamonds, pearls, rubies, sapphires, peridots, zircons, and garnets. The three of them stopped to look upon a case full of topaz gems.

"How many jewels are even in this room?" Andrew wondered.

"At least three million, so I've been told." Spike answered.

"It's a shame all these cases are locked," Jonathan decided to mess with the kid, "otherwise you'd be having a feast right now."

"Oh, I have my sources." Without even taking his eyes away, Spike lifted his claw up and caught an emerald the size of his fist. With their eyes wide in amazement, the guys turned to the direction that gem came from and saw a glasses wearing white mare with a brown hairstyle that looked like it came right out of the fifties.

"Thanks for the freebie, Raven!" the grateful dragon waved to his source.

"It's nice seeing you too, Spike!" the mare waved back.

Making their way out of the jewel room, Andrew took this chance to have some newly arrived questions that he felt needed to be answered. "She a friend of yours, Spike?"

"Raven? Yeah, she and I usually cross paths whenever I come and visit Celestia, and as you both saw she'll even sneak a few gems for me." Speaking of which, the little dragon took a big chomp out of his free emerald as if he were chewing a Butterfinger.

"What happened to having 'self-control'?" Jonathan snarked.

"I would remind you that I only promised to not eat all of the jewels, I never said anything about not eating at least one. Besides, there's such an overabundance of jewels in each case that nopony is ever gonna notice that one is missing."

"So where to next, Spike?" Andrew changed the subject.

"Oh, that'll be the golden apple tree. Come on!"

Following the kid once again, the guys soon found themselves taking a detour into what can only be assumed as a VIP lounge. The whole room was filled with upper class looking ponies and a few pegasus who were donning the blue jumpsuits of the Wonderbolts, and at the end of this room led large opening to the outside of the castle. The three of them found themselves having to stop their little trek short, once they saw Rainbow Dash rush forward to save a falling grey stallion, only to immediately let him plop to the hard floor.

"What did that pony do to you, Rainbow?" Jonathan got the blue pegasus' attention.

"Oh, hey guys," she greeted them with a sour tone, "I was just trying to catch the attention of the Wonderbolts."

"Can't you just walk up to 'em and strike a conversation?" Andrew offered an obvious solution.

"I tried, but they just can't seem to notice me!"

"Come on, a pony like you shouldn't have trouble standing out--especially when you're wearing an outfit like that." Said Jonathan. "See, some ponies are starting to look at you right now."

He was right about all the ponies in the room gazing in their direction, but they were actually staring at him and Andrew. It didn't take too long for my friend's presence to catch the eye of two Wonderbolts.

"Hi there, you two must be those humans we've been hearing about." The gold mare with a spiky mane like fire greeted them.

"Weren't you the same Wonderbolts Rainbow Dash saved back at that flying competition?" Andrew quickly recognized them.

"How'd you know?" a pale cornflower blue stallion with a spiky grayish blue mane who spoke with the voice of a surfer dude spoke up.

"Because we were there to see it." Jonathan answered. That's when he extended his hand to the pegasus stallion. "I'm Jonathan."

"Soarin'." The stallion shook his hand.

"Name's Andrew." My friend offered his hand to the mare.

"Spitfire." She shook his as well. "I take it that you two must be friends with Rainbow Dash?"

"Well, we've known her for about a year now, so I guess you san say that." Andrew confirmed. "She's definitely told us a great deal about you Wonderbolts, mainly because she wants to join you I suppose."

"Is that so?" Spitfire turned her attention to Rainbow Dash. "How come you never told us this?"

The blue pegasus was able to snap herself out of her jaw-dropped state and said, "Oh, well I never got the chance to mention it with you."

Her brief explanation earned her this response, "If you wish to be a Wonderbolt so badly, you can always mail us an application where we'll let you enter as a cadet. Of course, there's plenty of talented flyers out in Equestria besides you, so it may take awhile for you to even be accepted. I can't even begin to tell you how long it took me just become captain."

"If she's a captain, then what does that make you?" Jonathan asked Soarin'.

"I'm a commander."

"So does that mean you out rank her?"

Jonathan's question made Spitfire give off a light chuckle. "Actually it's the other way around. Aside from leading the Wonderbolts, I'm also in charge of training the new recruits. Soarin' would have to wait until the day I retire if he ever plans on taking my place."

The said stallion decided to change topics. "You know, I coulda sworn that I remember there being third human."

"Jeffrie's not a fan of fancy parties, so he stayed home--at least that's what these two said," Spike explained.

"I wouldn't blame him," said Spitfire, "the Grand Galloping Gala has never been that riveting of an event to begin with. It's been nice chatting with all of you, Soarin' and I will be going to the buffet for now."

Once the two Wonderbolts had took their leave, Rainbow Dash finally let out her frustration for the guys to see. "What the hay?! I saved a pony from hitting the ground and you two get to talk with the Wonderbolts by doing nothing?!"

"Feel free to join them at the buffet," Jonathan told her. "Lord knows they're bound to give you attention now that they know you're friends with us."

Not even bothering to add anything else, the blue pegasus bolted her way to where the Wonderbolts had went and left the three of them to their own company. Letting his eyes gaze around the whole place by their own free will, Andrew was prepared to suggest to head on outside until he caught the site of Rarity walking alongside a white unicorn stallion with a yellow mane, donning a white tuxedo.

"Looks like Rarity bagged herself her very own Prince Charming." Andrew alerted the two.

Changing their eyesight to the direction of Rarity and her date, they found that they're in the middle of participating in the classic trope of the gentleman stopping the lady from stepping in a puddle. Looking down towards Spike, Jonathan felt surprised to find the little dragon being completely unfazed by seeing his crush with another pony.

"Feeling a little jealous, Spike?"

"What, of Blueblood? Pfft! That prince may have the looks, but that won't be enough for him to win Rarity."

"What makes ya say that?"

The kid answered Jonathan's question by simply pointing him to the prince pulling off the ultimate douchebag move of making Rarity use an article of her clothing to place over the puddle of water.

"Damn! I thought people of royalty were taught manners!" Andrew exclaimed.

"When you're Princess Celestia's nephew, you tend to act like the rules of common courtesy doesn't apply." Spike stated.

With that out of the way, Andrew chose to bring up a certain subject with Jonathan. "You know, Jonathan, I think you and that Blueblood fellow might make a great couple."

"Me with him?! Don't be insane, he's not even my type!" Jonathan scoffed at the idea.

"You know, for someone who likes to say 'love is love,' you sure are picky when it comes to guys."

"Well just because I'm Bi doesn't mean I'm attracted to any guy; I have taste, you know."

"What's Bi?" Spike got curious.

"It's when you love both girls and boys." Andrew elaborated.

"That's a thing?" the kid couldn't believe it.

"It is where we're from, and Jonathan here would always let his pride of being Bisexual be loud and clear throughout Highschool. But now I'm beginning to think he was just being full of shit the whole time."

"That's not true!" Jonathan denied this claim. "I could kiss a dude if I felt like it!"

"Wanna bet on it?" that's when Andrew pulled out some money from his wallet. "You can have twenty five bucks, if you walk up to that prince and give him a big wet kiss."

Turning his gaze back to the said prince, Jonathan cringed at the mere thought of having to partake in a tongue bath with that stallion in public. Then again, Jonathan didn't want to prove Andrew's point of being a poser. "Make it thirty five and I'll do it."

"Done."

Knowing full well that there's no turning back now, Jonathan stepped in a brisk pace towards the white stallion. Wanting to save this soon to be monumental moment, Andrew pulled out his cellphone and pressed the record button of the camera just as Jonathan was noticed by Rarity.

"Why hello, Jonathan. How's your...?"

She was cut short when she saw my friend grab the prince by the collar of his tuxedo, and pulled him straight to his face as their lips produce a wet smooching sound so loud that it made all the ponies in the room silence their conversations and drop any glasses they holding and watched with wide eyes and dropped jaws at the sight of Jonathan sealing a kiss with Blueblood.

Parting his lips from the prince's, Jonathan quickly rushed away and left the stallion to wail out, "Ugh! My royal lips have been tainted with monkey germs! Somepony fetch a glass of hot water, or some disinfectant, or even iodine!"

Swiping his winnings from a tittering Andrew, my now embarrassed friend was pushing him and an equally snickering Spike to the direction that'll get him as far away from these prying eyes as possible.

Feeling the outside breeze rubbing his face, Jonathan was unable to savor this feeling due to the sound of the uncontrollable hee-hawing of Andrew and Spike.

"I hope that wasn't your first kiss, Jonathan!" the dragon wiped away a few tears of joy with one claw while gripping his sides with the other.

"You just better not breathe a word of this to anyone, do you hear me?!" Jonathan hissed.

"Take it easy, man," Andrew calmed him down. "The only ponies who are bound to remember this are the ones here in Canterlot, so by the time we ever find ourselves coming back here they would all forget it by then."

Accepting Andrew's hypothesis, Jonathan let his dander simmer down and continue their little trek to the golden apple tree in peace. The sound of chatting ponies grew dimmer and dimmer by the time the guys, and Spike, had reached the garden. From where they were standing, they found what looked like a condensed forest that stood three feet in front of them. Just as the guys were lifting their feet up, they were both interrupted by the sound of an ecstatic Spike bringing their attention to a distant tower.

"Wow, I can't believe it's been over a year since I last saw that place." The little dragon felt a wave of nostalgia deluge upon him.

"I take it you use to live there?" Andrew deduced.

"Uh-huh, that was mine and Twilight's old home. Some days I would head to the balcony and take in the view, when Twilight would cut me a break once in awhile, of course. The last time I was there, I was getting ready to go to Moon Dancer's party with a gift; next thing you know Twilight hits me with the door and made me ruin my gift, Celestia has her and me go to Ponyville and meet new ponies, and now we've been living there ever since."

The kid stared off at that tower in complete silence, while the guys had to wait for him to get all of his nostalgia out. It went on for at least a minute, until Jonathan decided to be the one to end it.

"Isn't there an apple tree that you're wanting to show us?"

"Oh, yes! Let's go!"

The guys weren't even allowed a moment to blink before Spike scurried back to where the forest led. Luckily for them, Spike had the courtesy to wait for the two of them to catch up before stepping further. My friends were expecting this golden apple tree to be the first thing to see; what none of them counted on was to be greeted by the sight of Fluttershy being caught in a net with a bunch of animals watching her idly. Being the caring friend that he is, Andrew wasted no time in pulling out his trusty pocketknife and cutting Fluttershy down. No sooner had the yellow pegasus was freed from the net, all the animals immediately avoided her like the plague.

"Mind explaining what you were doing in a net?" Jonathan requested.

It was at this moment when the three of them finally took notice on how ragged and begrimed her appearance was. "I was using it to catch one of the animals, and I guess I must've fallen into it."

"Why would you want to do that?" Spike pointed out on how out of character it was for Fluttershy. "You're so naturally good at getting animals to like you."

"I know!" the yellow pegasus shouted. "But for whatever reason these animals run away from me the moment I get just a little close to them!"

"Didn't Jeffrie mention something about you having a kind of super stare?" Andrew recollected out loud.

Upon being reminded of her effectual ability, a devilish grin grew upon her face as she turned her gaze back at the frightened animals who immediately took to running as fast as they could, with an irritated Fluttershy screaming behind them. "Look at me! Look at me!"

Not even daring to dwell even further on Fluttershy's slow decent to insanity that could easily rival Pinkie Pie's, the three continued their trek to the apple tree in silence. That image of Fluttershy becoming unhinged still gnawed on their minds, but all it took was one glimpse at that golden apple tree to make them forget that unsettling moment. The aforementioned tree was a large and wide one which stood erectly upon a bump of a hill in the center of this small wood, with its roots stretching as far as thirty six inches. The guys marveled at seeing every apple on each branch appearing as golden as the tree's name suggested.

"Damn Spike," said Andrew, "you weren't kidding when you said this is a golden apple tree."

"It's not just the fact that they're golden why they're such a big deal," Spike elaborated, "it's because that however eats any of the apples will be granted unlimited knowledge. Whether this is true has yet to be decided, what with Celestia forbidding anypony from taking bite of just one."

"I take it that there's also a viper who tries to tempt someone into eating the apples?" Jonathan hazard a guess while stepping closer to the tree.

"There is a viper, but it actually guards the tree."

No sooner had the dragon mention that did a large black viper pop out of the tree and kept a fierce glare locked onto my friend, while also letting out a dry hiss that made Jonathan stop his finger tips from even touching a single apple. Retracing himself back to Andrew and Spike, Jonathan followed this by saying, "How about we go back inside?"

Following Jonathan's suggestion, the three of them returned to one of the many entrances that leads to the inside of the castle. Before any of them stepped foot inside, however, they decided that now would be a good time to catch a bite; and as if God above was hearing their prayers, they stumbled upon Applejack managing a cart with all kinds of apple treats.

"Well howdy, y'all!" the cowgirl greeted them. "Hankerin' fer a little somethin'?"

"I've always wanted to try a caramel apple." Andrew made his order.

"I'll have a fritter." Spike made his selection.

"Are those French fries?" Jonathan pointed out.

"Yep. Made from real apples," said Applejack.

"You can make French fries out of apples?"

"You betcha! You can make just about anythin' out of apples."

"Then I guess I'll try those out."

"Thank ya kindly. That'll be six bits."

Once Spike went ahead and tossed his bits into the cowgirl's wooden bucket, the three of them were given their treats. Before Jonathan even took a bite out of the first fry, he felt that he needed to address something to Applejack. "I couldn't help but notice that your bucket's a little light."

That clarification was enough to sour her mood. "Yeah, things looked ta be goin' my way at first, but now I've seem ta barely sell even an apple."

"Well most ponies who attend the Grand Galloping Gala prefer eating at the buffet inside," Spike educated the cowgirl.

"Well, no wonder nopony wants my food. They're fillin' up on those fancy-schmancy vittles."

"Or maybe it's because buffet food is free and your food cost money," Jonathan pointed out.

"That don't matter. I'll just dress 'em up a bit and prove it to 'em."

Watching Applejack pulling her cart off to the side, the guys--and Spike--decided that now would be a good time to head into the ballroom. Andrew had eaten his caramel apple down to the core, Jonathan consumed the last of the apple fries, and Spike was licking off any crumbs left behind by his fritter when they had entered the ballroom. Taking the chance to look around, the three of them were surprised to be hearing upbeat music that didn't seem to belong in this party. Looking towards the stage, they saw that the source of this out of place music was none other than Pinkie Pie. Sensing that something gut-busting is about to occur, Andrew and Jonathan pulled out their cellphones and pressed the record button on each one. It didn't take too long for Applejack to come in while hauling a big cake in hope that one of the fancy ponies would be inclined to eat it; unfortunately for the cowgirl, Pinkie Pie felt the urge to perform a stage dive which resulted in her landing face first to the food cart and catapulted it towards a cow-hearted Prince Blood, who quickly shielded himself with Rarity.

Finally having enough of his discourtesy, the now cake splattered unicorn chose to be unladylike. "You, sir, are the most uncharming prince I have ever met! In fact, the only thing royal about you is that you are a royal pain!"

"Ewww…!" the prince wailed, acting more like a girl than even Rarity herself. "Uh, stay back! I just had myself groomed!"

"Afraid to get dirty?!"

In a small act of vengeance, Rarity shook every bit of cake frosting off her like a dog and made the pampered prick of a prince feel as dirty as she was. Being contaminated with all this cake made the drama king fall on his back and bump his head next to a large statue that would have crashed on the ground had Rainbow Dash not flown in to catch it. However, the weight of it proved to be too much for her back, so the blue pegasus was unable to keep her body stable enough to prevent the statue from bumping rows of columns. Had any of you ever watch the Disney version of Hercules, you'd all probably expect the columns to cause a large scale havoc; but what happened instead were the columns smashing in a small circle around Rainbow Dash. (Pretty anticlimactic, I know.) When Celestia and Twilight decided to enter, they probably thought that the worst was over. That is until a stampede of wild animals came bursting in with an enraged Fluttershy screaming behind them.

"You're... going to LOVE ME!"

With all this mayhem flooding the castle, the Mane 6 took the chance to make a run for it--with Spike and the guys trailing behind them. As they made their way to the exit, one of Rarity's glass slippers got loose and stood on one of the steps. Pinkie Pie pointed out that Blueblood might use it as a means of locating, but since Rarity had no desire to see that prick again she quickly crushed the slipper with her hoof and dragged Pinkie along.

Finally putting distance between themselves and the attending ponies, the Mane 6 took this chance to lament over their disappointment over the Gala. "I wanted to get to spend some time with Princess Celestia, and I barely even uttered a word to her." Twilight moaned.

"I barely made enough bits to pay for a new wagon," said Applejack.

"I wasn't even close to hanging out with the Wonderbolts," Rainbow Dash kicked a small pebble.

"Not a single animal wanted to be near me," a now calmed down Fluttershy said.

"Nopony wanted to party with me," Pinkie Pie was close to weeping.

"That so called 'prince' made this the worst night ever for me," Rarity added.

Wanting to lighten the mood, Spike let out an excited yell that caught everyone's attention. "Look Twilight, it's our favorite doughnut shop!"

Pursing the thrilled dragon, each of them found themselves entering a humble establishment where they received a greeting from the owner. "Twilight Sparkle, Spike! Long time no see."

Sitting themselves by a round table and being treated with platefuls of doughnuts, the whole group ate in silence until Andrew broke it. "I take it that tonight didn't as planned for any of you?"

"It was." Twilight admitted. "I just hope Princess Celestia isn't upset with us for ruining the Gala."

"That was the best Grand Galloping Gala ever!"

Everyone felt shocked to hear those very words come out of the muzzle of Princess Celestia herself.

"Pardon me, Princess, but tonight was just awful." Twilight spoke up.

"Oh, Twilight. The Grand Galloping Gala is always awful."

"It is?"

"That is why I was thrilled you were all attending. I was hoping you could liven things up a bit."

This led to a confused Jonathan to say, "But if you feel that this Gala was always boring before Twilight and her friends attended it, then why not just change how this Gala is handled before? You are the princess, after all."

"True. But I can't just change the Grand Galloping Gala to my liking without displeasing the noble elites who make up most of the Gala attendants."

"So what if a bunch of rich snobs aren't happy? This isn't a representative republic where citizens elect their officials, this is a monarchy where all these ponies have to live by your authority. I mean, what's the worse that these snobs can do? Refuse to pay taxes?"

"You know Jonathan, I would expect a response like that to be said by Jeffrie."

"He definitely would've made tonight be even more wild."

"I for one wouldn't mind if he were here to teach that abhorrent prince some manners." Rarity voiced in.

"Don't worry, Rarity," Celestia assured her, "I'll be sure that Blueblood is given a fair punishment."

While that was happening, Spike had spotted a speck of cake frosting stuck on Rarity's cheek. Grabbing a napkin and rising from his seat, the little dragon wiped the cake frosting away, which earned him a nuzzle from his crush. "Why thank you, Spike. At least you know how to treat a lady."

A sudden spark in Twilight's brain made her say, "Oh, Spike, I'm sorry that the girls and I left you behind back at the Gala."

"It's OK," the kid chose to not hold a grudge, "I still had fun with Andrew and Jonathan."

"For the record," Jonathan let his voice be heard, "I didn't really want to hang out with you; I only did it because I promise Jeffrie that I would."

"Come on, Jonathan," Spike nudged him with his elbow, "you know you like me just a little bit."

"I tolerate you, but that's not really saying much."

"Better than nothing."

Spike's little shrug made Andrew let out a lighthearted laugh that infected everyone sitting around him--even Jonathan couldn't help but join in.

It was midnight by the time the construction of my secret room and bookshelf was completed. It was wide area with gray walls and with about as much furniture as the guest room had. If there would ever be a time where a fierce thunderstorm was transpiring or felt like having extra privacy, I would come down there from now on. Walking up the stairs, I stepped back into the living and watched as the bookshelf slid in front the entrance to the secret room. The guys will never figure out that there's now a secret room, because the keypad that I'll use to open it is covered behind my book collection; such as The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Last of the Mohicans, Watership Down, The last Unicorn, Gulliver's Travels, Life of Pi, Misery, IT, The Jungle Book, The Inheritance Cycle, etc. Just as I plopped myself on the couch and prepared to watch a movie on Netflix, that's when the guys barged in with their bowties undone and their suits all winkled.

"Looks like you two had yourselves a wild night," I commented.

"You don't know the half of it." Jonathan let his body fall onto the couch.

Once Andrew settled himself on his spot, the two of them went over everything that happened tonight. From seeing Celestia's jewels to seeing the golden apple tree and their little conversation with the Wonderbolts; they even showed me both recordings of Jonathan making out with the prince and the mayhem by the near of the end of the party (the former which made me laugh the hardest). When it was over, Andrew was the first to take notice of the new furniture.

"How long has that bookshelf been there?"

"I had Dr. Hooves build it for me."

"He mustn't have had anything else to do if he could spare the time to make you a bookshelf." Said Jonathan.

"I guess you can say that." What followed next was a brief silence that was feeling like an eternity. I just had to break it. "You guys feel tired?"

"Not really." Both of them confirmed.

"Want to watch The Crow?"

"Hell yeah!"

And that's how the three of us chose to end the night on, an hour and forty two minutes of bloodshed and carnage.