User blog:Gumball2/Let's Watch Princess Pony (Episode 1): Welcome to Maretown

(All three Louds are sitting on Lincoln's bed. The camera is positioned to their right, making them appear at an angle. A small table is pushed up beside them with a laptop perched on top)

Lucy: Are you ready to learn about friendship, Lincoln?

Lincoln: I guess.

Leni: You guess?! You're gonna love it! And once you give this episode another look, you'll know who your real favorite pony is.

Lucy: (turns to camera) Let's get started.

(Lincoln taps the mousepad. In the bottom-right corner, there is a separate screen showing the episode)

Leni: How are, like, the viewers gonna see?

Lincoln: I downloaded a program that will let me edit the episode in.

Leni: Wow! That's cool.

(The episode begins. We fade in to a mural of two winged unicorns. One of them bears a majestic golden coat with a dashing white mane and fierce green eyes. This is Princess Oriana. The other is deep violet, along with a serene blue mane and matching eyes. This is Princess Diana)

Narrator: Many moons ago, there lived two sisters that ruled Equestria side by side. They loved each other, shared everything, and sought to make all their subjects happy and harmonious. One was responsible for raising the sun to start each day while the other lifted the moon as night watched over the land. The sun princess was adored by all, thanks to the shining light she gave them during the day. But the moon princess was a stranger to many. Even though she always stood by her big sister's side, no one ever paid attention to the moon princess.

Lucy: Sigh.

Narrator: She spent moon after moon trying to illuminate her night sky into a marvelous tapestry, but no one was ever awake to see it.

Leni: That's so sad...

Narrator: While the moon princess tried to stay happy for her big sister, her envy slowly consumed her. A spirit approached the bitter princess and promised her immense fortune. In exchange for shelter in her soul, the spirit would help the princess collect her recompense for her moons as second fiddle.

Lincoln: And look how that turned out.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Linky! I know you've already seen this episode, but don't ruin it for everyone else.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Okay...I think that's something we can all work on.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Narrator: One day, the moon princess refused to let her sister raise the sun. Her sister pleaded with her, but she wouldn't listen. By then, the spirit had fed off her resentment and transformed her into a new pony: Lunar Enchantress!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I hope Luna doesn't hear about this.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Narrator: This foe was too powerful for the princess to defeat. She desperately wanted to save her sister, but the Enchantress wouldn't relent. With no other options, the sun princess was forced to cast a powerful spell. With sorrow in her heart, she struck the Enchantress and banished her to the Moon.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: I always wondered if that was real. (nervous) Would any of you two banish me to the moon?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Of course not.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Sadly, no such power exists Leni. You're fine.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: (slowly) Okay...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Narrator: From that day forward, the sun princess assumed the duties of raising the sun and moon, bringing peace and prosperity to Equestria. But, it is foretold that on the night of the thousandth moon of her banishment, the stars will aid in her escape.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: The plot thickens.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Fade to black. Theme song plays.)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Now...this show seems alright and everything, but do we have to listen to this opening every time?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: We don't have to, like, do that if you don't want to.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: (singing gravely) There go the ponies,

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">making friends together.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">You and me and all of us

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">will be friends forever!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Lincoln and Leni turn to each other. Lucy's voice was noticeably more lifted than usual. This was clearly a special moment for her. They nodded and let her continue)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: (singing) There go the ponies,

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">making friends together.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">You and me and all of us

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">will be friends forever!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Song ends. Fade to black. Lincoln nervously turns to Lucy)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Great job singing Lucy.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Yeah! You're, like, totes amazing.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: But...I was wondering if in future episodes, we just skip the theme so-

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Sigh.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: (waving his open palms in front of her) No! No! No! I don't mean it like that. I was...just thinking about the viewers (points to camera). As good as the theme song is, it doesn't bring us any closer to the start of the episode. Does that make sense?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Lucy sullenly stares at the screen. In a lot of ways, she is back to her normal self. Lincoln, though, couldn't help but keep one eye on her)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Fade in on a large study room. All the walls are lined with shelves, which are stuffed with thick volumes. The door flies open to reveal a frantic purple unicorn. Tons of books surround her; some are sloppily stacked on her back while others are levitating nearby thanks to her magic. This is Twily)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (frazzled) No! No! No! No! No! How could I have been so blind?!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She hastily plops the stack on her modest desk and swung around. Twily frantically skimmed through a volume, the pages flying by like a wave)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: I wish I could, like, read that fast.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Nothing here!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Throws book aside and pulled out another one. She repeated the process several time, each book being carelessly tossed on the floor)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Sigh. No respect.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Aha!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(The ridiculous pageturning ceases and she silently reads the book. Her eyes widen as the horrible truth becomes apparent)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I have to tell the Princess right away!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(With a stroke of magic, the remaining books slide off the desk, hitting the floor in a less-than-respectful fashion. She takes out a blank sheet of paper and a quill and writes)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: "Dear Princess Oriana, My research has revealed some troubling news."

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Who is she talking to?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Us, silly.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: So...is she breaking the fourth wall or does she just have a habit of talking to herself?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: I dunno.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: "I fear that Equestria is in deep peril. It is foretold that the Lunar Enchantress will escape tomorrow night at the Solstice Festival and bring about eternal darkness over the land."

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I still don't get why she's telling us stuff we already know.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: She needs to let Oriana know what she's talking about, silly.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: But wouldn't she already know this old legend?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Well...um...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: A little reminder doesn't hurt anyone.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: "This is an urgent matter and I seek your advice on how to proceed. I await your response. Your faithful student, Twily."

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Using her horn once again, she lifts the paper and rolls it up into a scroll. The parchment flashes before vanishing from sight. We then see just how large this office really is. Books line the walls practically endlessly. Twily and her desk are only a microcosm in this grand space. Despite its immense size, the hard wooden floor remains spotless)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: What to do...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Make some friends.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Linky! We haven't gotten there yet.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily taps her hooves on the desk while her eyes wander. Eventually, her eyes widen)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I know!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Using her magic, she pulls a massive tome from the shelf and gravitates it to the desk. As it lands before her, she excitedly blows off the dust that had accumulated on the cover)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: 1001 Ways to Create New Spells

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She flips it open and starts reading. Without anyone else in the room, Twily is left to her book. We see her flipping the page, the clock ticking its mighty hand minute after minute)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: So...you're just gonna sit there...you do know the world is at stake and you're just reading like nothing's happening?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Linky! I thought you liked this show.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I do. I just thought it would be fun to riff it, y'know. Make it fun for the people watching at home.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Riff?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Yeah. You just talk about it as you're watching it. You can make jokes or talk about what's going on. It's fun.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Oh...Wait! You said you made jokes?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Yeah.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Leni proceeds to laugh uncontrollably. Lincoln and Lucy look on uncomfortably)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: I think she finally gets it.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Eventually, a flash beckons before Twily's eyes. She gazed up, satisfied at its arrival. Once the flash fades, a scroll falls on the desk)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Perfect!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She opens the scroll and reads)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: "Dear Twily, Thank you for your concern and I trust your judgment completely."

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(After briefly smiling to herself, the look vanishes and her purple eyes widen until they're like saucers)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: "But you must stop reading those silly old books?!"

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Yeah. Start reading the ones that really matter.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: But that book does matter! We're gonn-

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Leni. Don't spoil it for the viewers that haven't seen the episode.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Oh...Sorry.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: It's okay.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Fade to black. On TV, a commercial break would go here, but thanks to the power of streaming, we immediately return to the scene. Twily is now on a white carriage being pulled by two Pegasi)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: That job looks like it would stink.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (reading) "I'm sending you to Maretown to oversee the preparations for this year's Solstice Festival. Below I have listed all the ponies assigimned with planning the festivities. But while you're here, feel comfortable! You'll get to stay at the Arbor Library. And most importantly, make some friends!"

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily rolls her eyes at that last part)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: (sarcastic) Oh no. How awful.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Give her a break. Making friends is totes hard.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I will see you tonight for the raising of the Sun. Sincerely, Princess Oriana."

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily sighs, disappointed by this new prospect. Her eyes tell it all. After a lifetime of reading books, this was not something she had time for. But alas, it came from the Princess. She would oblige, however reluctantly)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: I wonder how she'll do.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She looks over the carriage as Maretown comes into view. The mighty vehicle slowly descends from the sky, allowing Twily to get a better view of the town. One thing she noticed, however, was the massive crowd in the town square. As this transpires, Leni grips her brother's hand. He winces in pain)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Uh Leni...you're hurting my hand.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: (restrained) Sorry. I just, like, am excited!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(As they watch the carriage hit the ground, Leni continues to grip her brother's hand with a giant, uncontrollable smile on her face. Twily exits the carriage, looking quizzically at all the ponies before her. Just as she's about to open her mouth, a pink pony jumps out in front of her. This is Rosy Cake)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Welcome to Maretown!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Yay!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She grips the side of the bed, trying in vain to contain her excitement. Her feet eager swing back and forth as her teeth munch on her lower lip. Both her siblings are drawn from the screen)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: (subdued) Yes, we're happy.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: I envy your ability to be expressive.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Hi! I'm Rosy Cake and you must be our special guest.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (trying to be civil) Nice to meet you, Ms. Cake.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She summons a clipboard and quill with her magic)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I'm just here to oversee preparations for the Solstice Festival.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily silently got a look at the Earth pony. Her curly pink mane was all over the place; it's clear that this pony has never heard of a brush. Despite the awkward silence, Rosy's smile was bigger than what Leni could produce)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: So, Leni. What do you think of that hair-err manestyle?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: It's the cutest thing ever. Even though I, like, brush my hair fifty times every day, sometimes I wish I could...y'know make it all crazy and stuff!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Why don't you?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Leni sighes and her head lowers)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: I'm scared that if I do it, then everyone will know I watch this. And then they'll, like, totes tease me.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Leni, that's why we're doing this series. We don't care what they think of us. The goal is that soon, they'll accept us for who we are.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Her head perks up as she remembers)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: That's right! Silly me.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Besides, I don't think the others will make the connection between curly hair and Rosy Cake.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Oh...okay!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Um...are you the Festival Manager?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Yes indeedy, but that name is so boring! I like Party Pony better.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (unamused) Note taken.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Once again, Twily is forced to face the fact that there's hundreds of ponies watching her)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: I wish getting people to notice you is that easy.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Leni chuckles)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Of course we notice you. You're sitting next to us!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Sigh.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: So, I see that you have your matters in order...in that case, I'll just move onto food and refreshments.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily uses this opportunity to turn her eyes to her precious clipboard)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Can you tell me where Perfect Pear Pastures is?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Rosy giggles, encouraging Leni to nudge Lincoln's shoulder)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: You just got here, silly. You wouldn't want to miss your very own 'Welcome to Maretown' Party!"

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily's eyes widened and she steps back)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Oh...I mean, I'm only here to oversee everything. I wouldn't want to lose time by having fun.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: This is a part of the Festival, silly. We're all here, so you'll get to meet everyone you need to.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Rosy lurches forward. She is now touching muzzles with an uncomfortable Twily)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: And more! You'll have so many friends, you won't be able to count them all!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Uh.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Come on! You can check up on everyone here. They'll all be partying wit you. And most of all...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily reluctantly sighes)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I guess I don't have a choice.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Before the unicorn could have had a moment to process her regretful decision, she was yanked in, being flung into the crowd. Indeed, it was a hearty welcome to Maretown)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Looks like she's being thrust into the action.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(As Rosy drags her into the party, Twily struggles to read the clipboard)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Can you show me where Pearasol is?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: You're learning so fast! I think I saw her around earlier.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(They take some more paces, Rosy meticulously scanning the sea of colorful ponies. Twily is practically disoriented from the endless movement, uncertain of how she'll ever get her duties done in such a hectic environment. Then suddenly, she crashes into Rosy's curly tail)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: There she is!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(In the middle of the scene is a large wooden stand with pear products on it. Behind the counter is light green pony with a tightly bound orange mane. This is Pearasol)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Hello Ms. Pearasol. My name is Twily and I'm here to oversee the Solstice Festival.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Well howdy! Glad to see some new folks 'round here. Mah name's Pearasol an' I've been takin' care of Food an' Refreshments.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Could your accent get any thicker?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(The overseer examines the various products for sale. There was pear pie, pear fritters, and just about any confection one could make from the fruit. Over on the side, there's a large barrel that contains pears in their natural state)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I'm glad to see all this on sale. Is there anything that isn't pear-related?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Nope! The Manager decided on a Pear Theme fer the Festival.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily turns to Rosy, who's smile falters)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Well...I wanted to do it to make my friend happy!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Rosy bounces to Pearasol's side. Using her hooves, she stretches Pearasol's lips into a smile)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Happy! Happy! Happy!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Don't say anything Leni.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Leni peers at the screen and nods)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Right.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Anyway, feel free to try one.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily examines the options before her. After some evaluation, she chose a golden cupcake with light green frosting. Both local ponies eagerly watched Twily as she took a bite out of the soft gooey delicacy. Twily's eyes light up)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: These are delicious! You really outdid yourself, Ms. Pearasol.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Thanks! And no need ta call me Miss. Pearasol is just fine.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Note taken.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Yay! You two are already friends.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Already?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: They're saying nice things to each other. They have to be doing something right.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily pulls out her clipboard)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Anyway, I should be heading to the next station.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Here. Take these!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She desperately slaps some desserts in a small white box and hands it to Twily. She looks at it, perplexed)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Uh...thanks

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Pearasol: Enjoy your stay in Maretown.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Sure.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: No way she's gonna finish those. She doesn't even look hungry.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily slides the box in her saddlebag and continues through the crowd. Rosy stays behind at the pear stand)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Now let's see. Next up is Music.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(After wadding through the sea of ponies, she notices a chorus of animals doing vocal scales and other prep work. Intrigued, she approaches the odd assortment. In the center of it all is a pale yellow Pegasus with a long flowing pink mane. This is Stuttersneeze)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Alright, is everyone all ready and warmed up?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(The animals gleefully grunt, moan, chirp, quack, and woof)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: So...the animals can understand English?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Yup!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: How?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Because Stuttersneeze has-

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She pauses and puts a hand on her mouth)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: (muffled) That was close.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Hi there.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Stuttersneeze flinches and her knees lock. It takes her a few seconds to answer)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: (softly) H-hi there.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I'm just checking up on the Music for the festival. Are these furry creatures performing?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Yes...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Is it alright if I get a little preview?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Stuttersneeze's head lowers, her eyes finding solace in the ground)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Something tells me she's not much of a talker.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Okay.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Her head tentatively rises to her animal chorus)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Okay everyone. Let's sing our first song for our guest.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She nervously turns to Twily)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: I'm sorry. What's your name?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Twily. What's your's?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Um...Stuttersneeze.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: It's nice to meet you.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Stuttersneeze silently turns to her choir. Her stiff hoof struggles through the motions, but the animals pick up the message. They sing in unison through their cheerful melody)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I think Luna would love this.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: And Lana.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(After concluding their song, Stuttersneeze unceremoniously lowers her hoof)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: That was beautiful! You're gonna be great tonight.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Stuttersneeze: Thank you...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(The two ponies share an awkward gaze. The yellow Pegasus is clearly not a talker)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Well...keep up the good work.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Before it could get more awkward, Twily bows out. Pulling out her clipboard once again, she checks what's next)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Let's see...we have Decorations.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: No. These simply will not do.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Curious, Twily checks up on it. Indeed, she spots a pure white unicorn propping up a banner. This is Jewel)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Hi there.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Oh.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Taken out of her element, it takes her a moment to notice Twily)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Hello there. Have we met before?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I don't think so. Anyway, I'm Twily and I'm overseeing Decorations for the Festival.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I know I said this before, but I still don't get why she's not your favorite, Leni.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: She's my second favorite, silly.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: But why? She's a fashion designer and is obsessed with clothes. Seems like you two would hit it off.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: I know, but Rosy's my favorite! She's so cute and friendly and pink and funny and!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She pauses as she thinks for the right word. Lincoln waits eagerly for her to answer. As the seconds pass, Leni's smile wavers)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Nice!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Jewel seems pretty nice too. So...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: I don't think you're gonna get anywhere with this, Lincoln.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: It just baffles me!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: I'm Jewel and you've come to the right pony. Let me ask you, what do you think of this banner?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily examines it. It has "Solstice Festival" written on it, but that's hardly the only feature. The entire banner is draped with sequins, elegant strokes of purple and yellow. In the center is a mosaic of Oriana)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: It looks good.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Just good? Is there anything I should change?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: No. It's fine just the way it is.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Okay. You must understand that I want to make nothing less than the best.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Understandable. Back in Canterlot, everyone is always pushing the envelope for everything.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: You're from Canterlot?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Uh...Yes.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Her eyes widen)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Oh my goodness! You have to tell me everything!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily steps back)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I wish I could but...uh...I have other things to check up on.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: That's okay! As your new friend, we'll have plenty of time to check.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Okay...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: Cities are just iron jungles where dreams go to die.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Anyway, I have to be going now. Keep up the good work.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Before Jewel can say anything, Twily heads off and pulls out her clip)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Okay. And lastly, that leaves weather.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She looks up at the sky. The blue canvas is as unsmattered as the ocean)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I still think it's wild they can control the weather in this world.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Well that was easy. Now I c-

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily is struck to the ground by a colorful flash. Her eyes roll around as she struggles to find out what hit her. On top of her is a pegasus with a furious rainbow-colored mane. This is Flying Colors)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Flying: Hehe. Sorry about that.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Unamused, Twily gets on her hooves and looks at her clipboard)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: So you're Flying Colors.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Flying: The one and only! Sorry I was late getting here. I finished clearing the skies a little early and I decided to do a training session. Didn't realize how long I was gone until...just now.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Y'know. She kinda sounds familiar.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Turns to Lucy)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: It's a complete mystery.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Training?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Flying: For the Mare-alympics. Ever since I was a filly, I dreamed of winning gold at the Pegasus Races for my home country. I ain't gonna get there by sitting around dreaming.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Point taken. Well, I already checked the weather and you're clear to go.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily turns to leave, but Flying soars in front of her)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Flying: Wait! Don't you wanna see me in action?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (uninterested) I think your entrance was quite the showstopper.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily continues past the disappointed Pegasus. She sees in the distance the Arbor Library, her safe haven. She picks up the pace, seeing it well within sight)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: There she is!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(She freezes. That voice penetrates her ears. As she stands there, Twily hopes that it's just her imagination. Alas, we see Rosy bouncing towards her, but she isn't alone. The three other ponies we met earlier are accompanying her)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Twily! We're just about to have Your 'Welcome to Maretown' Cake with your new friends! Come join us!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: And tell us about yourself!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(This time, Twily didn't even get a chance to explain herself. All five of them envelopes her into a huddle and eased her into the larger crowd. Fade to black. Fade back in to the party. It is now nighttime and DJ music blasts while Twily drowns in the sea of ponies)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: I didn't know Stuttersneeze took a liking to dubstep.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: What! She just wanted to listen to others when they wanted their music played.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: But Pearasol gets to have complete control over the food.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Well-Uh...Lucy, help me with this one!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: You'll just have to keep watching.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Lincoln sighes)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Fine.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(At one point, Twily finds herself Besides Rosy)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Great Party, huh?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: What's that?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: (shouting) This is a great party!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: (shouting) I can't hear you!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Rosy takes out a megaphone)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: THIS IS A GREAT PARTY!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(A stunned Twily brings her hooves to her ears. Frazzled, she wades through more ponies. She sighes as she's forced to accept the fact that there's no escape)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: She'll come around. I know it!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: There you are!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily gets dragged to a relatively open corner just outside the crowd)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: I've been looking all over for you!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: What is it?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: I wanted to learn more about your life in Canterlot! What's it like? Do you know anyone famous?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Well, I'm a protege for Princess Oriana.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Starstruck eyes sparkle)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Princess Oriana?! Darling, why didn't you say oanything?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: 'Cause you're a little crazy.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Hey! That's not nice!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I didn't think it was relevant.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Jewel: Not relevant?! Now I have to know everything!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Uh...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Mayor: Attention Everypony!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(All eyes turn to the central stage, where an aging pony is speaking before a microphone. This is Mayor Mare)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Mayor: It is nearly time for Princess Oriana to raise the Sun and dawn a new day!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(A horrified Twily shakes her head)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: I've been here all night?!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Time flies when you're having fun.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: Gah!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily almost losss her balance. Rosy is behind her, smiling)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Rosy: Are you okay, Twily?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Twily sighes)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Twily: For now.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: You know, I forgot how rude Twily is in this episode.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: You're only saying that now?

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Yeah. I mean she's, like, really mean!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: That's what the show's for, to make her nice.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: True.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Mayor: And now, I present to you: Princess Oriana!

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(As the mayor steps aside, the crowd breaks out in applause. Twily anxiously turns to the moon hanging over the sky. The stage fills up with fog)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: So much for a regal entrance.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(Everyone else waits eagerly for their ruler to emerge though the fog. Each second builds suspense)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Any moment now.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(The fog dissipates, revealing an empty applause fades away in the rising chorus of confusion. Twily's eyes widen as she stared at the moon once more. Have her fears materialized? Before we learn, the screen cuts to "To Be Continued")

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Cliffhanger.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: No, silly. It just means we have to watch the next episode to learn what happens next.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: That's what a cliffhanger is, Leni.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Leni: Oh...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lucy: We should probably cut it here. We wouldn't want to make our first video too long and bore everyone.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: Sure...

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">(turns to camera)

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;font-weight:400;">Lincoln: We're gonna take a break and then we'll be tackling Part Two...I think. Stay tuned everyone!