The ponies of Sleipnir would continue in their quest to get fatter and fatter. It never really stopped, time would advance, as would technology but nothing ever stopped that never ending hunger the populace felt.

Blubber King would continue to be profitable and successful as a chain. Diamond Dozen would eventually achieve her dream of buying out the store and turning it into her own independent fast food chain. Di’s Diner she’d call it. Content with just owning the one store she didn’t want to compete with the gargantuan corporate chain that was her former employer. She was happy enough serving ponies and making them happy with her food. Eventually when she became too old to keep serving she’d pass the reigns to Sunnyside who would continue to serve ponies delicious food, even when some of them would rival the size of the diner building.

Red Roller and Ivory easily slipped into enjoying high society and being a part of it bar one or two faux pas. As hoped Red managed to go part time at his job and have more time to gain. Ivory still loves him as much as the day they met and whilst the hired help does a lot of the feeding, she still enjoys cooking for Red and feeding him herself from time to time. The two have set their sights on becoming one of the larger couples on the colony. Knocking through to multiple bedrooms turned out to be necessary. Red now rivals Equestrian ponies for size and continues to pack on the pounds.

Starflier got herself and the crew back to Equestria, eventually. A jump miscalculation put her off course for months and with her reducing size her magical ability began to fade. The final jump to Equestria was hugely taxing but she survived it. When the ship was boarded and inspected, she had reduced in size so much she managed to easily blend in with the normal crew and slip out undetected. To this day nopony knows what happened to the core or where Starflier might be. Now reduced to a case file on a watch list of possible threats that might return to haunt The Empire.

Fireflash still languishes in the Sugarland orbital prison. Occasionally made use of by the police force he continues to hope one day he might be able to escape and be free once more. If only one of the operations he was put on would go right...something, mostly food, usually got in the way of its success. Funny how that kept happening. He swore he’d still get revenge on Lethal Force one day, that smooshing he promised her was way overdue.

Not everything was so bad for Rotunda. After having been evicted from her home and forced to live among the middle class she had actually had a period of adjustment that served her well. She had taken quite quickly to living without all the help and by her own means, appreciating the little things in life. She had to slim down of course but now with a steady job and place to live she was content with herself. She still wondered whatever happened to Cherry and that last shipment of fruit but it was so long ago it wasn’t important. She was happy.

Sleipnir as a colony although still considered fledgling by many was becoming more and more prominent on the political radar. A rather effective Governor by the name of Cosmic Compass was putting it on the map by showing the rest of the empire just how quickly ponies could grow by increased feeding regimes he had set up over the colony. He was on a record seventh term in office, winning each election by a landslide each time. Not all of his political promises were as hollow as some ponies believed them to be. Whatever its future, one thing was certain.

Nopony was going to stop eating.