The explosion is over. The wedding is salvaged. Canterlot is back to normal.

And one, single, insignificant Changeling thinks about just how well everything went.

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** This story was written when I was 15, and the quality and content reflect that. Please be aware that my position on topics contained within may have changed in the time between publishing and now, and I apologize for any offensive material that I may have condoned in my younger years. **