I was basically thrown out of my bed the next morning.

Wake up! The voice resounded through my head just as the sun appeared through the window in my room. Startled, I jumped up and struck my head against the nightstand. I could hear Celestia’s laughter for a while as I held my head. However, I didn’t have much time to care about the bump, for the chariot that would bring me back to Ponyville would be awaiting me in half an hour. I quickly went into the bathroom and packed all the things I had brought with me back into my saddlebag. The large canopy bed I had made and the books from the nightstand were stored, and the suits that I had received over the week were neatly folded.

The books were about customs and traditions from Equestria, and much to my surprise, many more of the festivals were similar to ours than I had initially thought. The spring festival was celebrated to end the seedtime since it was a huge chunk of work. So it was basically a festival for the farmers, but in towns like Ponyville, it became a general celebration. Usually the ponies wore fine clothes, a large table was filled with all kinds of treats, and then there was the dance. I had no clue about dancing. I couldn’t even do it as a human, and the few times I had tried it, it had looked more like I had attempted to do a rain dance. It was also tradition that the farmers choose their plus one, and I wanted to go back early because I hoped that AJ would invite me. The festival opened officially at sundown, and that was less than twelve hours away.

As I tidied up my little desk, I found the contracts for Silver Tray and set them on the desk for her. She would only have to sign them now and give them to the authorities. Still tired, I made my way into the hangar where the chariots were parked. I still had to ask a couple of guards for the way since this castle was really gigantic. I was only around on three floors, but I knew that there were at least eight, without counting the cellar. The towers, in which the two princesses lived, were a whole other story as they reached high over the rest of the castle. As I opened the large door to the hangars, a group of pegasi immediately flew over to me and saluted.

“Sir, what can we do for you?” the commander, identified by a small emblem on his armour, asked.

“I need a quick flight to Sweet Apple Acres, Ponyville.” The commander nodded rapidly, and three of his men began to ready a chariot and mount themselves to the cart. I entered, and my thoughts immediately drifted away. I found it strange that all was running relatively smoothly. Well, there was still the thing with the series that I had to talk about at some point, but that could wait until after the festival. What really worried me now was my relationship with AJ. I mean, two weeks ago I was still a human, and now I was a colourful pony that had feelings for another. But if I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life alone, I would have to accept that. And I knew that if I couldn’t handle that, I would have to take the matter into my own hooves for the rest of my life. Even if it wouldn’t be with AJ, I dreamed of having a family at some point. Maybe it was because my grandma raised me after the old values, or my own family never really was perfect. That it was too early to think about something like that was clear, but those were the kind of questions that you asked yourself if you had no plan on what to do next.

“We will reach Ponyville shortly. Where shall we land, sir?” I heard the voice of the commander against the wind.

“The road in front of the farm is fine.” I received no response. Instead, the chariot leaned into a turn, and I felt it slowly going down. As we touched the ground, I felt the difference to the paved roads of Canterlot immediately. I got jarred at first before being pushed against the front wall of the chariot. Slowly, I stepped out of it and was happy to feel solid ground under my hooves again. Despite my vertigo, I generally had no problem with flying since I couldn’t see the abyss below me. The pegasi in front of the chariot saluted again before making their way back towards Canterlot. Dreamily, I looked after them for a while before reality caught up to me.

“Hey, Light, you’re back again!” Apple Bloom bounced around me and almost lost her saddlebag in the progress, which didn’t seem to be tightened correctly.

“Morning, Apple Bloom. Where are you going so early?” She grabbed a few apples out of her bag.

“My brother’s been in town for hours now helping with the last of the preparations. He didn’t even have breakfast yet.” She put the apples back into the bag and walked past me. “Mah sister’s still in the house,” she said before running off with a giggle. I didn’t need to be told twice. The door wasn’t locked, and I could see Applejack clearing the kitchen table.

“Howdy, sugarcube. Are ya gonna stand there or help me?” AJ said without even looking at the door. I put my saddlebag off and took a few plates from the table onto my back. Just as they had all disappeared in the sink, AJ hit me with her hoof, with full power, against my shoulder.

“Ouch! What was that for?” She hit me again.

“The first one was for the thing with the parasprites; the second because ya had to ask.” She took a step closer and put a hoof around me. “And that’s for being back again.”

“I’m glad to be back. The castle is simply too big.” She turned back to the dishes. We talked for a while about what had happened during the week. I told her about the receptions and the ponies that I had met. In turn, AJ told me how there would not be that much work to be done on the farm since the seedtime was over, and a more peaceful time was ahead now.

“Oh, ah almost forgot. A part of the family’s comin’ to town for the fest. One more thing: would ya like to go there with me?” I grinned from ear to ear for two reasons. First being, of course, that she asked me; the other was how she did it. Just casually like that, without making a big deal out of it.

“With pleasure.” We finished the dishes, and I brought my bag upstairs. I unpacked my things while thinking, with a sly grin on my face, about just how different it was to be asked out on a date. One of the advantages in a population with a gender ratio of ten to one. A visit to Rarity to get some appropriate clothing seemed to be in order.

“AJ, is there any work today?” I asked as I came back downstairs.

“Not today. It’s spring festival, sugarcube.” She was lying on the sofa, probably to take a little rest.

“I’m going into town. Do you need anything?” She thought for a moment.

“Ya could bring some nails from the market. Celestia knows we’ll need them.” I just nodded to myself on the way.

In addition to the garlands, the town was now decorated with flowers and banners, with a small plant on them, that were blowing in the wind. A pleasant scent filled the air, and I could see that I wasn’t the only one who had to resist the urge to nibble at the decorations. A long line was waiting in front of Sugarcube Corner; ponies were probably all excited by the scents as the cafes were filled too. Some ponies greeted me on occasion, but most were busy with other things. Carousel Boutique wasn’t to be recognized. Rarity had wrapped the entire building in green velvet that was literally spreading spring into all directions, with rubies spiking out of it here and there like rose leaves.

“Wow, that’s something different,” I said, impressed.

“Thanks, darling; it has been a lot of work.” Rarity came out from behind the building and still held a few rubies in her magical grip. She carefully placed them at the entrance and looked over her work. “I have to say, I have outdone myself again.” She turned towards me. “How can I help you, my dear?”

“I wanted to ask if you have time to make something for me for tonight. I haven’t had the time to find something fitting.” The suits that Celestia gave me were a bit too uptight for this. They were two black suits, one with the seal of the sun, the other one with the moon.

“Too busy sleeping in the opera, I presume?” she noted with a slight grin. She opened the door to the boutique and let me enter.

“What do you mean, Rarity?” She floated a magazine, Fashion Mare, in front of my face and opened it on the first page. A picture of me peacefully sleeping on my chair in the opera with an angrily glaring Luna next to me was to be seen.

“Oh, that. I was a bit exhausted. I had a little encounter with Blueblood before that.” Rarity, eager to hear any kind of gossip, immediately perked her ears, and I had to tell her everything that had happened. As I got to the point with the pillars, she couldn’t hold back a gleeful ‘ha’. During the entire conversation, a measuring tape flew around me.

“What wouldn’t I have given to have seen his face, darling. But the story itself brightened my day.” She set the measuring tapes aside and wrote down some numbers.

“Tell me, Rarity, are my sizes normal for a pony?” I had never asked myself if I was good-looking or anything like that, but with a new body came new standards.

“I beg your pardon? Oh, right, I forgot that this is all new for you. I have to say that you are not an unpleasant sight, but not my type. But I can understand what Applejack likes in you.” I turned a bit red, or at least I felt my face heating up.

“Umm… thanks, Rarity.” She just nodded and put her clipboard aside.

“So, do you have any wishes?” I thought about it for a moment. Blue was my favourite colour, but my coat was already blue.

“Honestly, I have no clue about fashion. I don’t even know what should be worn for this fest.” She rolled her eyes and held up a piece of paper. She drew something on it, and about two minutes later, she held a sketch in front of my nose. A thin vest in bright brown was shown.

“I think that might suit you, darling. But I am no expert when it comes to stallions.” She held the sketch in front of me a few times like she was trying to imagine me in her design. My eyes trailed off and landed on a small patch of rainbow-coloured hair that could be seen behind the window. Rainbow Dash was still onto me, I remembered.

“I trust you, Rarity, I know your work, and you are the expert,” I assured her.

“Oh, which pieces?” I thought for a moment.

“The dresses you designed for your friends for the gala, for example.” She seemed surprised.

“Oh, may I ask where you have seen them? I mean, that was a while ago.”

“On a picture,” I quickly lied. Again, she just nodded.

“I will need around two hours; feel free to wait here.”

“No thanks, Rarity, I’ll be out on a walk.”

“As you wish, darling.” With those words, she disappeared upstairs into the sewing room, or so I assumed. I left the boutique and wandered through the streets a bit. My thoughts were trailing off into the same direction as this morning at the farm. I would probably spend the rest of my life here, and I had barely given a thought on how it would work. Before all this, I just wanted to get my degree at uni, a good job, and start a family. Well, that was still possible here, but I never went to school here, not to mention that I had no qualifications for jobs. I had my money from my services as a diplomat, but I only wanted to use that in an emergency. As I child, I had always placed the money from my biological father directly into my bank again, turning into a spoiled little brat. My best friend had opened my eyes then and brought me back to my senses. Money changed people, and the same thing surely counted for ponies. However, I wouldn’t come to a solution alone, so I thought of who I could ask for advice. Twilight was the first who came to my mind. She knew just about everything, or at least could quickly look it up.

Finding the library was one of my easiest exercises by now, but it was also very hard to overlook. I knocked briefly, and the door opened so quickly that I took a jump back.

“Oh, hello, Light, it’s just you,” Dawn greeted me. It was still unusual for me to know that Twilight had a child and a pegasus at that. I really had to talk about it with her at some point.

“Hi, Dawn, is your mother home? I would like to speak with her about something.” He nodded and opened the door completely so I could enter.

“She’s down in the basement; something about an experiment. Just go downstairs, but keep your head down,” he said and disappeared into the kitchen. From downstairs, I could already hear things flying around, and I carefully took one step after another down the stairs. Twilight let a few gems levitate around in her aura and repeatedly glanced over to a large book that was lying on a long table. The table was filled with various notes and other books. Some of them had ink spilled over them.

“Hey, Twilight, what are you doing there?” She looked up from the book at me, but said nothing. The stones flew together and formed a circle that was rotating in an insane speed and began to glow. It turned brighter and brighter, but Twilight suddenly screamed.

“Take cover!” She jumped under the table and held her hooves over her head. I jumped off the stairs and followed her example, and just a moment later, I heard something like glass shattering behind me and a loud hissing. Twilight waited for a couple more seconds until she left her cover and I followed her. “Damn, something is wrong with that spell.” She went back to her book and flipped through it. The glowing ring of gemstones had been torn into pieces, and the shards had ripped holes into the wall and some books.

“What are you doing there, Twilight?”

Twilight began to explain her little experiment to me, but after a few minutes had to cut her off, having understood none of the words she said. I felt like a primary-school pupil that was being taught the String theory. We talked about magic for a while longer. She gave me some more tips on how to levitate object more easily and some other little suggestions. After around an hour, I finally found the right opportunity to talk about what I actually came for.

“I’ve been thinking all day long now about what I should do. Until now, I was just living for the day, without really knowing what comes next. In my world, I was about to finish school and get a job, maybe starting a family at some point.” She looked at me with her large violet eyes.

“Then you are really mature for your age. I believe most ponies don’t think about something like that for like five or six more years,” she summarized her thoughts.

“I’m twenty-three, around a quarter of my lifetime as a human.” Immediately, she took some notes.

“I’m twenty now and in the middle of my training. I’m far away from knowing everything there is to know, and with a new world I could learn from…” She trailed off a bit and continued to let the feather scribble on the paper. “However, ponies do get significantly older than humans. If twenty-three is a quarter of your lifespan, then I assume eighty to ninety years in total?” I nodded. “Ponies can reach one hundred and fifty on average, depending on race.” She let a book float over from a nearby shelf and set it on the table in front of me. “I think you should read that. It’s a book about anatomy. It surely can answer all of your questions.” So ponies lived longer than humans. That just raised another question.

“If I really am a couple of years older than you, then why are we almost the same size?” I really was just a centimetre or two taller than Twilight, and AJ was even taller than me, with her hat. Twilight thought for a moment and got another book out of the shelf.

“I have a spell that determines your age here. If my assumption is correct, it might help us.” Her horn glowed, a little light surrounded me shortly, and then everything was over. “If I did this correctly,” she quickly looked into the book, “then you are nineteen years old for a pony.” I could only grin. After all that had happened, nothing really surprised me anymore.

“Then I have some more time to think about what I’m going to do.” Sooner or later, I would come up with something. At least I could speak Germane, even though the spell suppressed that. Maybe they would need a translator sometimes.

“I thought you would work on AJ’s farm?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, but don’t you think this is weird? I just don’t really feel too comfortable making myself at home on the farm like that.” Twilight looked around, closed the door that led upstairs, and dimmed the light.

“What I tell you stays just between us, as friends.” I just nodded. “AJ talked just about you the whole week. She wouldn’t mind having you with her.” She looked around the room again as though she was expecting someone to jump at her at any second.

“Thanks, Twilight. I think I should tell you something as well then.” This time, it was me who checked the room. “I told you nearly everything, all but one thing. I always knew this place existed. I knew you before you arrived at my place.” She looked at me in confusion and seemed to be thinking about what I just said. “The princess, of course, already knows, and I think it is time for you to know as well.” She stayed completely calm, which was somehow even worse than an outburst.

“That would explain a few things… would you mind to explain… how?” I began by reminding her of the television and went to explaining to her about one specific series. I explained to her as well that I had found many differences already and that most think it is just purely fictional. “So this is just like watching a book? This is so exciting!”

“Aren’t you concerned that another species is watching you?” I thought I would lose it if I were in the same situation.

“You said that most think of it just as fiction, and I learned another thing a long time ago. If magic is in play, don’t you ever be surprised.” A saying that I was had thought of since my arrival.

I was glad that Twilight had taken it so easily. We quickly exchanged a few stories from the series and quickly found out that there often were differences. It was really just a story that was loosely told. She nevertheless found it interesting that humans had heard about Equestria and that the ponies even had fans. She told me to not worry about it any longer since it wasn’t important, which was a big relief to me. And I was no longer worried about what might become of me. I had years to get everything under control and start a new life here. Only the goodbye to my family in a few weeks was still nagging me. But that was something for another time. I stood in my room and put on the vest that Rarity had made for me. It was made out of a leathery material, but that surely couldn’t be true. Thick threads in slightly brighter brown held it all together and rounded it all out. I was glad that she didn’t use any gems.

Satisfied with my appearance, I went downstairs into the living room and waited for AJ. I hadn’t seen her all afternoon and was thinking about what kept her busy for so long when I heard a clink from the bathroom.

“Don’t ya worry, sugarcube, we’ll clean that up later,” I heard her voice through the door. I didn’t know who was with her in there, and that raised my interest.

“Everything alright in there?” I shouted from the sofa.

“Yeah, it’s fine, sugarcube. Ah’m almost ready.” I knew exactly what that meant, but I never thought I would hear it from AJ. I let myself fall back into the pillows and stared at the wooden ceiling. I didn’t know how long I’d been staring at it, but it felt like an eternity, during which I only heard the ticking of the clock until the door to the bathroom opened with a quiet click. At first I only saw AJ’s old Stetson, but then I caught the whole image. Her mane was braided into a long tail, and she wore a kind of dress out of the same material as my vest. It even looked the same, at least from the front, but in the back it went over into some kind of decorated blanket that covered her entire back. Green ornaments were on both sides as well as a picture of her cutie mark. It really suited her and caught my breath.

“What do you think, sugarcube?” I had to sort my thoughts first before I could even close my mouth again. A quiet giggle came out of the bathroom, and Fluttershy stepped next to her friend.

“Uhm… I think he likes it.” I agreed with a strong nod.

“It suits you perfectly…” I said quietly, causing her to turn slightly red. We stood there for a while and tried to avoid looking into each other’s eyes.

“I… uhm… will be going then. See you at the festival,” Fluttershy said and walked past me out of the front door.

“Ah damn, the fest. We should get going, sugarcube!” Together, we left the house as well and went next to each other along the road towards the town. The sun was almost gone, and the place was starting to get a bit cooler, but it created a nice ambience. We just walked next to each other without either of us saying a word. Shortly before we arrived in town, AJ leaned slightly against me, which confused me at first, but I liked it and leaned against her as well.

At the town square, a stage had been built, also decorated accordingly with various tables surrounding it in a circular formation. Directly in front of the stage was a little fence that was covered with plants, which separated an area that was probably for dancing. At the many tables, which somehow looked like ale-benches, there were plenty of ponies already sitting. To be honest, I never thought that there were that many ponies living here. AJ broke contact with me and went over to one specific table. It was one of the most filled, and everypony present was already in the middle of drinking and celebrating. She talked quickly with an elderly pony with a long beard and bright brown mane, who also wore a Stetson just like her. A few moments later, she waved me over to her, and I trotted towards the table. Before I could even say hello, the elderly pony pulled me over and eyed me carefully.

“Let me have a look at you, colt.” His eyes ran over my face, and he tapped with his hoof against my horn once before kicking me against my right foreleg. I winced for a moment but mostly managed to keep a straight face. He had a similar accent as AJ. “Not bad. Good colt you have there, at least for some fancy unicorn.”

“Uncle Fritter, let the poor colt alone. You’ll just scare him away,” the pony next to him said.

“Seed, Ah’m just havin’ a look at what my niece brought with her.” He patted me on the back strong enough that I almost slipped. I threw a look towards AJ, who stood behind me and just rolled her eyes.

“Give it a rest y’all. Come, sugarcube, let’s find a seat.” I heard the old earth pony laughing as I took a seat with AJ at the end of the table.

“What was that?” I asked with a slightly worried laugh.

“That was mah uncle Fritter. He’s something like the head of the family.” She pointed at the ponies that were sitting at the table. She had just introduced me to her family, I thought happily. “Ah hope he went easy on ya; he can be a bit rough sometimes.” A mug was placed in front of me, and I looked to the left where it came from. Braeburn, as I could see, was sitting next to me and had a wide grin on his face.

“Don’t you worry, AJ. I think he can handle it,” he said and took a gulp out of his own mug. I didn’t really want to drink much, but I couldn’t resist.

“He’s right, AJ.” I nodded towards Braeburn. “Takes a bit more to get me down.” She started to grin again, and I turned towards Braeburn. “Hi, I’m Blue Light. Nice to meet you.”

“Howdy, Light, I’m Braeburn; the pleasure is mine.” We tapped our mugs together and took a sip. AJ had one now as well, and I could see that she was watching how I would handle her family. I knew that it was important to her, and it wasn’t hard for me. They were all pretty happy ponies, and I had a lot of fun talking with them. Big Mac had joined us, together with some more relatives.

“So, Light, how come you know ‘bout hard work? Nothing against you, but unicorns tend to work with their magic,” Braeburn said as he started his third mug. Music was playing on the stage and had heightened the mood even further.

“Don’t know; I grew up without it, so it doesn’t really bother me to use my hooves.” I took another gulp so that I would soon have emptied my first mug.

“If only there were more unicorns like you,” Braeburn said jokingly. “I remember your friend. What was her name… Sparkle or something?” He turned towards AJ, who now sat opposite to me.

“Twilight Sparkle. Yeah, she’s really into the magic thing,” she said with a grin, probably thinking about the adventures that had gone along that with it. I looked over to one of the other tables where Twilight sat together with Rarity and Rainbow Dash.

“Hello! I would like to welcome you all to the spring festivals, my dear ponies!” the voice of Mayor Mare suddenly sounded from the stage. The music had fallen silent, and the spotlights were on her. “As always, I am delighted to see so many happy faces, and hope that you had a great time so far.” The crowd cheered, and I joined them of course. “A special greeting to our local farmers, of course, who especially deserve this fest.” This time, only some of the tables cheered, including ours. AJ and everypony around me were whistling and stomping their hooves. Braeburn nudged me to signal that I should join in, which I then did. “I am also happy to introduce our musical guests to you tonight: The BossHorse!” The crowd began to cheer again as the band entered the stage and began to play their first song. Some ponies stood up from the tables and made their way towards the dance floor. I just sat there, surprised by this world again since the name of the band sounded awfully familiar. Parallel universe, I thought and grabbed a new mug from the table.

The mood changed suddenly as one of the spotlights on the stage got loose and fell, with a loud clatter, on the guitarist of the band. I just saw the mayor, followed by Twilight and Rarity, rush onto the stage and tried to free the injured pony from the debris. The crowd went silent, and everypony stared quietly at the stage. The stallion wasn’t badly injured, but to make sure, he was carried to the hospital.

“Sorry fellas, but we’ll have to take a break. If West Strings doesn’t feel better, we won’t be able to play anymore for tonight.” He looked over to his two colleagues at the bass and drums. “Unless any of you can play our songs on the guitar.” I had the feeling of falling into a cliché and then rolling around in it. Somehow, this just reminded me of ‘Back to the Future’, and I was already looking for a pony that would play ‘Jonny be good’, but no one raised their hooves.

“I think I know one,” I shouted as I stepped towards the stage myself. The singer looked down at me from the stage.

“And which of our songs you think you know?” He didn’t really seem to believe me.

“Like Ice in the Sunshine.” His face brightened, and he offered me his hoof to pull me up on the stage. He threw the guitar over to me, which had been lying on the ground, and went back to the microphone.

“So, our young friend here will play a song with us. Don’t be too rough on him.” He gave his drummer a sign, and he began the countdown. I was just able to put the instrument around me correctly when they started.

When you walk along the beach

See the colts and fillies hoof in hoof

Relax in the mid-day heat

With an ice cream in your hoof

At first I was irritated about the text, but then I remembered where exactly I was.

Oh, let me cling to you, baby, like a honey bee

And let us have damn good time.

I've got a real good advice to get ourselves some action

'Cause baby it sure feels right, right, yeah.

The singer nodded as me and grinned, showing me that I was doing well.

Like ice in the sunshine, like ice in the sunshine

I'm melting away on a sunny day.

Like ice in the sunshine, like ice in the sunshine

I’m melting away on a sunny day.

We played the whole song, and I even got the short solo. I completely forgot the crowd of ponies in front of the stage, as it took my entire concentration to just play the guitar. The tabs were floating around in my head somewhere, and I was glad to be able to recall them. As the song ended, the audience loudly cheered for us, and the singer came over to me again.

“Thanks, mate, you really helped us out. May I ask what your name is?” I took off the guitar and went to put it down, but someone took it out of my hooves. Next to me stood the guitarist, West Strings, with a few bandages around his hindlegs and hip. He nodded at me and hung his instrument around him again.

“Blue Light, and it was no problem.” I went to leave the stage again, but I was stopped.

“Wait, wait, wait… You are that new prince that Princess Celestia has adopted, aren’t you?”

The eyes of the singer fell on my hoof band, and his eyes widened. “It was an honour, sir,” he then said. I just rolled my eyes and went back to AJ.

“You can really play, sugarcube,” she said with a smile. “But leave the singing to others.” We both just laughed before another voice sounded over from the stage.

“So, since we’re complete again, we will continue playing. But due to the injury, we’ll stick with simpler songs.” The crowd cheered nevertheless, and light country-rock sounded up. Braeburn stood up.

“I’m going to search for somepony to dance with. See you later.” And with a little smile, he disappeared between some tables.

“What do ya think, sugarcube? Shall we try too?” I wasn’t really sure, having never danced before, neither as a pony nor human, and I didn’t count head banging. I emptied my second mug of cider.

“Sure,” I said, still a bit unsure, and we both made our way towards the dance floor. I could see the other ponies dancing and had to say that it didn’t really look too hard. The forehooves were stomped on the ground to the rhythm of the music while you moved around a bit. Relieved, we entered the dance floor, and I was just getting ready when the music stopped. A new song began, and it was slower this time. Around us, ponies were leaning chest against chest and moved like waves in the water to the rhythm of the music.

AJ and I followed the example of the other couples, which let us both turn redder than tomatoes. My heart was beating wildly, and I wouldn’t be surprised if AJ could feel it. I didn’t know how long we had been dancing, but the world around me felt like it was in a thick jelly, so slow that everything was moving, but my eyes couldn’t look away for more than a few seconds from the mare in front of me.

“I love you…” It took a few seconds until I realized what had just left my lips. If time could go even slower, then it would be now. I wanted to run, close my eyes, and cover my ears, but that wasn’t possible now. We snuggled a bit at our dates recently, but that was it, and this was a whole other league. I had no clue why I panicked, more than being rejected couldn’t happen. But much to my surprise, I felt two soft lips pressing against mine, and I opened my eyes again. AJ stood in front of me and looked me deep into the eyes before giving me another kiss.

“Ah thought you’d never say something, sugarcube. I love you too,” she whispered into my ear. Loud whistles brought us back to reality and made it clear where we were: in the middle of the dance floor. The surrounding ponies were whistling and stomping their hooves, and I could hear one specific table cheer. With red faces, we slowly left the dance floor but didn’t return to the table, instead going back to the main road, away from the fest. During the entire way to the farm, we exchanged some kisses, and as we reached at the house, we sat down on the sofa. We were just lying in each other’s arms, not caring about the time. After a while, AJ went upstairs, and I was just about to go into my own room before something pulled me by the tail.

Author's Notes:

Again, this story is two years old, like the idea of the protagonist singing in a band at random :P

Thanks to Gron for translating this chapter.
Special thanks to JBL for proofreading and editing.

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