The Gala was over. Balloons lied in a confetti covered floor, like wreckage after a storm. Just a few guests remained in the room, most of them lying in their seats, half empty glasses next to them.

The Princesses were still there, their duty forced them to say goodbye to every single guests.

From the a bench in the garden, Rarity watched Twilight Sparkle shake hoofs with a guest. Next to her, Pokey Pierce struggled to untangle his bowtie.

"I´m terribly sorry," she said.

"You don´t have to apologize," he replied.

"Yes, I have. I should have been honest from the start. When did you realize I had lied?"

"The second you shoved my face in front of the Princess and bragged about how I can pop any balloon."

Rarity covered her face, embarrassed. "Oh heavens, I can´t believe that I said that." Rarity looked up and watched Twilight apologize for the hundredth time for Pinkie´s behavior to the guests. She noticed that Pokey was looking at her. "Is it so obvious?"

He nodded and Rarity sighed.

"I don´t understand why you don´t just tell her?" he asked.

"I can´t say a thing like that to a Princess."

"I thought she was your friend."

"That doesn´t make things easier. Quite the contrary."

Rarity took off the tiara of her head and sighed once more. Pokey finally took off his bowtie and took a look at the room.

"You know, the dance floor is finally empty," he said, getting up and extending a hoof.

"You shouldn´t be so nice to me," she said.

"You said one dance, one dance only. We haven´t dance yet."

She smiled, fighting back the tears and accepted his hoof.

It wasn´t the best of dances, it was slow and awkward. But the Princesses still waited for them to finish dancing.