Lightning flashed in the sky, a roll of thunder accenting the light. It lit up the castle in the darkness – the crystalline surface shimmered slightly, but faded quickly. Rain pattered against the crystals, the sounds just barely discernable inside. This was the home of the Princess Twilight Sparkle, but tonight, it was something entirely new. It was the home of, upon checking once more, Miss Rich Body, the owner of the biggest mansion in all of Ponyville.

Tonight, Miss ‘Rich Body’ was hosting a party. And she couldn’t be more thrilled.

All of her friends had been invited. The costumes all fit. The plans had all been made. All that was needed now was one last check list.

“Butler,” she cried, ringing a little bell. Just like that, Spike – No, Mr. White, came running up the stairs.

“Yes, Twilight?”

“Not Twilight tonight, Butler. Miss Body.”

“Um… Yes, Miss Body?”

“How do I look?” Twilight spun around from the mirror she had been looking into. Her dress was a dark blue, flaring out at the bottom. It clung to her hooves in just the right ways, accenting every step she took with a certain gracefulness. Gemstones were implanted into the edge of the dress, adding a rich sparkle each time she passed under the magically lit candle lights. Diamonds hung around her neck, looking gaudy and classic for the ‘rich woman’s’ persona.

Spike nodded. “It looks awes- I mean, It’s lovely, ‘Miss Body’.”

Twilight smiled brightly. Suddenly, there was a loud boom of thunder, and the doorbell rang. “Go answer the door, Mr. White,” she said, teasing her mane a little.

Spike rolled his eyes and walked downstairs. The castle was large, but not so large that he couldn’t get to the door quickly. He got to the large doors and opened them. “Welcome to the party,” he said softly, bowing lightly. “The Mistress of the Castle has been awaiting you.” All in all, he thought it was a rather nice speech.

“That sounds simply divine, Darling~” His head shot up. Before him was the very object of the word ‘foxy’. He wasn’t quite sure what the word meant, but he was certain it fit here. Rarity, deemed ‘Scarlet Rose’ for the night’s festivities, wore the color true to her namesake. The dress was cut with ruffles, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her horn held a single ruby clad ring, and around her neck was the gorgeous burnt heart jewel, encased in a golden necklace. Her eyes were accented, not with her usual blue, but a soft crimson. Above her was a matching red umbrella, held up by her magic. He stood there, gaping at her. “Now now, Darling, don’t just stand there. Why don’t you show me inside to the gathering space, before my mane comes undone from this rain?~”

“Y-Yes, Madam… W-what was your name again, oh most gorgeous?...”

Rarity giggled lightly, watching his adorableness with a kind heart. “Call me Scarlet, sweetie~” She walked in, her ruby shoes clicking against the crystal floor. She hoped they wouldn’t scratch the floor. She gingerly let the umbrella sit by the doorway in the umbrella holder provided.

“A-alright, Scarlet.” Turning around, Spike could hardly keep his heart in his chest. “R-Right this way.” Taking deep breaths, he led the mare to Twilight, stumbling.

Upon seeing her, Rarity gasped. Spike watched the two mares run up to each other and was about to join them, but just then the door rang once again. He rolled his eyes, turned, and walked all the way back to the door.

“Welcome to the party,” he said with another bow after opening the door. “The Mis-“

“Yeah, yeah,” a brash, loud voice interrupted. “I get it, just let me in!” Spike looked back up to see Rainbow Dash hovering. She was in a yellow, military looking outfit with designs like thunderbolts on the sides. She wore glasses, and she looked like she was rich. Very rich.

“And you are…”

“Colonel Mustard.” Spike tilted his head, raising an eyebrow at the name. “Yeah yeah, Twi has some weird choices in names… Think the name is a nickname though. Think my real name is Fighting Stance, but she wanted us all to have certain colors. Besides, I can just be called Colonel.”

Spike nodded. “Alright then, erm… Colonel. Just follow me to the main room.” Rainbow ‘Colonel’ Dash nodded and flew inside, shaking the rain out of her mane like a dog. Spike turned to walk up to the main room, but stopped as he heard another voice. “Hold t’ door!”

Both pony and dragon turned to see Applejack running along, her mane done up simply. A green dress trailed behind her, and she was blushing lightly. “Ah know, Ah know, me in a dress… Twi talked me into it, fer the party an all.” It wasn’t anything very special, and little white pearls hung around her neck.

Spike smiled. “It looks very nice, Miss…”

“Green. Ah’m Emerald Green. ‘Parently Ah’m real good at getting money off ponies.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Let’s just get upstairs and get this party over with. I get the feeling Twi made this way too complicated and it won’t be any fun whatsoever.”

Applejack shook her head. “Now, don’t be so negative. Might be loads of fun.”

“Whatever. Let’s just head upstairs now.” Spike nodded and turned, smiling at the two bickering friends. He walked upstairs with the two as the continued to talk and discuss and eventually place bets as to who would win the prize of the party first. It was a mystery party, after all – There was always a prize.

Once again, just as Spike reached the top floor, the door bell rang. He sighed, slouching slightly in his dapper tux. Rainbow and Applejack went up to where Rarity and Twilight were chatting over a glass of cider. Spike turned, getting rather tired from the constant walking from and to the door.

As he reached the door again, he opened it slowly, panting slightly as he moved the heavy door. “Welcome… t-to the party,” he groaned as he opened it.

“O-Oh,” Fluttershy said timidly, hiding behind her slightly done up mane. “T-thank you for opening the door, Spike. I-I was going to knock, but I wasn’t sure if you would hear me.” She trotted in softly, helping him close the door behind them.

Spike smiled at the kindness and glanced her over. “Ah, I presume you’re Miss Peacock?”

“Whatever gave you that idea,” she said with a small giggle in her voice. Her dress was blue with just a tint of green throughout it. The bottom of the dress fanned out like a peacock tail, and she wore a hat with peacock feathers sticking out. They moved and swayed each time she did, making it look as though she never stopped in one place.

“Gee, I have no idea.” He smiled brightly.

“M-My full name’s Mrs. Peacock Feather…”

“Alright. Come on, we should join the others.”

“We TOTALLY should!!”

Fluttershy screamed, though it was softer than most screams, as Spike gasped and recoiled from the loud shout behind him. Both turned quickly to see Pinkie Pie dressed up in the most frilly purple outfit a pony could ever own. She wore ridiculous purple tinted glasses. Her pants were stripped lightly, and Spike could see a pocket watch hanging from one pocket. “Oooooops! Sorry, you guys, I’m just so super duperly excited for somepony else to be throwing a party!! This is gonna be so fun!!!” Pinkie smiled brightly, a grin from ear to ear.

Spike took a minute to regain his breath, straightening his bowtie. “H-How did you even… The door never opened!”

Pinkie giggled. “Well, I wouldn’t be a super duper smartie-pants professor if I couldn’t find a way into a building without opening a door!”

“Professor?”

“Oh, right, my invitation!” Shaking her mane, an invitation fell out to hit the ground, along with some spare confetti. ‘Professor Plum’ it read as the name. “Smartest of all of the gathered, but ridiculously scatter – brained,” Pinkie quoted proudly. “I’ve got my personality all sorted out already!” She hopped up and down excitedly. “So can we join the others now? That’s everypony, right?!”

“Wait, Pinkie, I need to know your FULL name, not just Professor Plum!”

“Oh, that’s an easy one too! I’m Professor Pentro Plum Pie!” She giggled. “Twilight - oopsies, no, I mean Mrs. Body came up with the best fitting names!” She bounced up and down, but suddenly stopped as she thought for a moment. “Oh, well, it WOULD be Twilight, cause Mrs. Body is just the character! Oh, wait, I wonder who Twili- I mean, Mrs. Body is married to! I wonder if I know hi-”

“Pinkie!” She stopped and stared at Spike with those wide, innocent eyes of hers as he shouted at her. He groaned. “Let’s just get you both upstairs - before you’re late.”

Pinkie gasped loudly. “Ohmygosh you’re totally right!” Her hooves almost like wheels, she disappeared up the staircase. Rolling their eyes together, Fluttershy and Spike followed the mare upstairs, chuckling at her craziness. Spike could only hope she would reign it in before the mystery began.