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// Epilouge 
// Story: The Race in My Head 
// by Owlor 
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Once again, a mysterious cloaked pony made her way trough Ponyville. She eventually reached the hourse of the house of The Mayor. This time she could not see anyone peering trough the curtains in the window. She was under strict instructions not to knock, so she just tried the door. It opened. She found The Mayor waiting for her in the hellway.
“There you are, Derpy”, The Mayor said, “we need to talk!”
A sweatdrop ran down Derpy's forehead.
“I don't think I like talking!”, she said.
“Neither do I”, The Mayor said, “but we need to regardless.”
She led Derpy into the living room and they both sat down on the rather tastefully designed sofa.
“You got to understand”, she said, “that I have a very important position in Ponyville. I got a lot of responsibility, and you have me pretty much on my knees. You know more than enough to drive me out of office for good, because I trust you, and I know you can keep a secret. But this means you put me in a difficult position when you request something from me. Maybe you don't realize it ,but you could force me to do pretty much anything...”
The Mayor looked sad, she continued the rest of her monologue without looking Derpy in the eyes.
“If you're going to make any more requests from me that require me to use my official position, we're going to approach a point where I can't be both the mayor and your lover at the same time, do you understand?”
Derpy looked even sadder. At the bottom of her derpy eyes, large gushes of water where waiting to be released.
“Please”, she said, “I just wanted to help a friend, and I would never want to force you to do anything! I promise not to ask for something ever again!”
The Mayor hugged her and they both stayed in that embrace for a very long time.
“Don't feel bad about yourself”, The Mayor finally said, “what you did was noble, and I'd never have granted it if I thought it was too much to ask.”
“You're the greatest!”, Derpy said, “But to be honestly had hoped for a solution that didn't involve putting Rainbow in jail...”
“Me too”, The Mayor said, “but there where only so much I could do without attracting too much attention, and I really hoped she'd win, it would've been such a nice homecoming parade...”
“OOOOH, I LOVE PARADES!”, Derpy exclaimed, “Could we have one anyway?”.
Suddenly, she froze up and stopped herself.
“Uhm, that wasn't a demand or anything, just a suggestion... no not even that, please don't have a parade just because I said it! Wait, that's a demand too, isn't it?”
She was flailing frantically about trying to correct herself, but The Mayor just laughed.
“I'll take that suggestion into consideration”, she said and gave Derpy a quick kiss.
“But now it's time for ME to make a demand”, The Mayor said, “You do owe me one after all.”
“Anything you say”, Derpy offered.
“Do you have the recipe for those really tasty triple-chocolate nougat muffins you made once?”
“Of course I do!”, Derpy said, “But they are really complicated, they're gonna take all night!”
“Oh, I don't mind that!”, The Mayor said with a chuckle.