It was still early in the day, and Rarity, being a pony that sleeps in, had organised herself and was setting out for the library. As she approached the hollowed out tree-like structure, she noticed that the curtains were still closed and remembered that Twilight sleeps in... very late. But, as she came closer Rarity heard a tremendous hassle going on inside; the voices she could hear were those of the Cutie Mark Crusaders shouting, and Spike trying to reason with them, the argument was inaudible at her current distance so she moved closer and listened through the door.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders pancake makers!" screamed the trio together.

"No! Wai-, but- sto-!" exclaimed what sounded like Spike, back at them.

Poor Spike, Thought Rarity, Those little mischief makers never listen to anyone but Fluttershy...

Rarity decided to intervene after a little thought, she knocked on the door and no-one managed to answer it, so she burst in as Scootaloo turned on the mixer, spraying pancake mix everywhere!

Before Rarity could do anything she was hit exactly in the middle of her face with the mix. Everyone gasped, there was an uneasy silence while the Crusaders tried to stifle their laughter. "NOOOO! My mane! It's ruined!" shrieked Rarity, but she realised she had an audience staring at her.

Calm Rarity, calm, there are ponies staring at you

Rarity composed herself and tried to look respectable, even with the cold, off-white batter dripping off her mane. Spike, was about to start speaking but he thought better of it; when Rarity had something like this happen to her, she would easily blow her top at the smallest of annoyances. "You three, come with me now, it's time we left so that Spike can clean up and Twilight can get her sleep," Rarity said as calmly as she could.

"I guess we're not going to get any cutie marks to do with cooking," said Sweetie Belle quietly to the other two.

"You can say that again..." muttered Scootaloo.

"Ah have an idea!" said Apple Bloom, "We can help clean up Rarity's mane, we might get ah cutie marks fer that!"

"Great idea!" shouted the other two together "Cutie Mark Crusaders- wait what should we call it?"

"Mane groomers!" said Sweetie Belle.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders, Mane Groomers!" they all cheered.

As they were saying this, they sub-consciously followed Rarity, at a distance, as she made a beeline to Carousel Boutique to get washed. This thing that they suggested however, Rarity caught and suddenly filled with anxiety "NO!" she shouted in anguish "NO my mane will be groomed by me and me only!". The trio groaned in disappointment and flopped onto the floor inside the shop. With all the shouting and talking, none of the four ponies making their way back to Carousel Boutique noticed a certain pegasus flying towards Sugarcube Corner.

Quinnston was getting more and more nervous, he had never opened a shop out of Cloudsdale and was wondering whether it was a good idea to start in Ponyville, so close to Canterlot. With this thought on his mind the clock chimed 12pm, and simultaneously his stomach rumbled; he realised that he needed food, soon. He left his house from the back entrance after seeing the huge crowd of ponies waiting for him to show himself, the problem was, he had no idea where anything was in this new town. Then he remembered a name, the name of a pony that had always respected him and had always stopped the bullies in the flight camp from destroying others' spirits - Rainbow Dash.

Quinnston looked everywhere he thought a pegasus would be in this small town, he checked the flight team HQ, the huge cloud-constructed home which he assumed belonged to dash, and he even began asking others, despite risking being noticed by a crazed group of fans. He gave up after searching for at least half an hour and finding no trace of her; but, as he was about to return home, he noticed a bakery named 'Sugarcube Corner' and advanced straight towards it. He opened the door and to his surprise, a Pink pony with a candy floss-like mane tackled him out of the door!

"Wait... you're not Rainbow!" giggled the hyperactive pink earth pony, "Here! You can have a cupcake!" said the pony, as she handed a cream - coloured cupcake with three tornadoes on it to Quinnston; suddenly she looked up into the corner of the room and screamed into the corner of the wall "I've got my eye on you!" Quinnston, after seeing what she had done before, passed this off as normal and was about to start talking when the pink pony said "I'm Pinkie Pie by the way!"

"Pleased to meet you" said Quinnston "I'm..." he looked around the room for inspiration so he could make up a name so as not to attract attention "Pepper...Mint...Crunch - Peppermint Crunch."

"Peppermint? I thought you were a filly!" laughed Pinkie Pie.

"No, I meant to say I am..." replied Quinnston.

"You're Quinnston Caroustanza!" shouted an unfamiliar voice from the doorway; standing there was a cyan pegasus who was immediately recognisable due to her rainbow-coloured mane.

"OMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSH!" squealed Rainbow in a single breath.

"Rainbow Dash?" he said with a look of surprise on his face.

"You know my name?" she blurted out with a look of wonder on her face.

"Don't you remember me? We were in flight camp together!" he replied in a confused tone.

"Wait... you... were... the little guy with the ruby goggles?" she gasped.

"Yes! That was me!" he replied with happily. Rainbow Dash fainted. Pinkie Pie went absolutely crazy, she started hopping about Rainbow saying things about them being foalhood friends and asking her questions even though she knew that Rainbow could not answer. Quinnston put his cupcake to one side, for some reason he did not wish to eat it. He joined Pinkie Pie in trying to wake up the passed-out pegasus.