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Chapter 5: talk about eye candy

it was to weeks after Pop and Cub got to Ponyville, Cub came back, none of the ponies understood the system but they were glad it existed. “i wonder who's coming today.” Flippy thought. “hmm......judging oleh who has come already............either Cuddles, Giggles atau Toothy are next, too many killers have come.”

“hey Flippy, could anda help me with something?” Twilight asked.

“what is it, I was thinking of who's coming today.”

“well, someone is coming today and they want a party but Pinkie is sick.” Twilight explained.

“oh my god, with what?”...

So this is my first pony fic! Tell me what anda think please?
“Where are we going, Twilight?” applejack asked. Twilight Sparkle ignored her friend, and plodded onward through the Evergreen Forest, oblivious to the fear emanating from her companions.

“Wh-why are we in here?” Fluttershy stammered nervously, almost forgetting to flap her wings as she hovered above the other ponies. Twilight turned to her, the exasperation clear on her face.
“I told you, I need a special root for my spells, and it only grows in the Evergreen Forest!”
Fluttershy nodded and muttered a quick “yes”, trembling....

queen of Changelings: This hari is going to be perfect, the kind of hari of which I've dreamed since I was small, everypony will gather round, say I look lovely in my gown, what they don't know is that I have fooled them all!

Princess Cadence: This hari was going to be perfect, the kind of hari of which I've dreamed since I was small, but instead of having cake, with all my friends to celebrate, my wedding bells, they may not ring for me at all!

Queen of Changelings: I could care less about the dress, I won't partake in any cake! Vows? Well, I'll be lying when I say, that through any kind of weather,...

There's long been rumors as to how, exactly, rainbows are made in Equestria. While a great amount of Pegasi ponies are employed in the pelangi department of the weather factory, almost all of them do the low-end work. What's know is that great streams of Spectra, the individual colours of the rainbow, flow through large grates and into vast vats. From there, workers carefully and equally mix the spectra into the coagulated pelangi pools that dot and run through the factory and surrounding city. Next, that mixture is pumped to the floor below, where other employees atomize it and store it until...