Gun Point put the box on a desk, and took the first medal out of it.
“Rarity. For your services to the Manehattan Police Department, and to the city itself,
I hereby award you this medal for outstanding services performed by civilians,
with little or no concern for your own profit.” He said, as he approached her.
She knelt down slightly and tilted her head forwards, allowing Gun Point to hang the
medal around her neck. Gun Point went back to the desk and took the next medal.
“Now, Pinkie Pie.” he began, and repeated the same words, while hanging the medal
around her neck. He then repeated the same process for Trixie and Erlen Meyer as well,
and after they had all been given their medals, Gun Point saluted them.
“And, I would also like to personally thank you all, it has been a great few days.
Both me and my colleagues enjoyed working with you all.”
“Well, it was a pleasure helping you. I’m glad we were able to do so much for you.”
Rarity said, smiling. Next to her, Pinkie was staring at her medal, lost in the reflection
of herself in the polished silver. Trixie looked at her, and then at Rarity.
“Just so you know, Rarity... Pinkie spaced out again.”
Rarity glanced over at Pinkie. “Oh, yes, well.. no matter, I can just lure her out
if I have to. I just need to get her attention away from her reflection.
Easily done.” She smiled deviously, patting her small purse and whispering to Trixie,
“I have some candy here, just in case of emergencies like this.”
Pinkies ears perked. “...Candy?”
“No, Pinkie, not yet. We’re going shopping when we’re done here, remember?” Rarity
said, motioning for Trixie to keep the purse-candy secret.
“Oh, okay!” Pinkie replied.
“Speaking of which, we should really get going. our train leaves in a few hours.”
They all said goodbye to Gun Point, and left the station.
Outside, as they prepared to split up, Trixie reminded them to write her a letter
once they got back home, and Pinkie promised something about cake recipes.
Trixie and Erlen went their way, while Pinkie and Rarity went the other.
“Now then Pinkie, where is that candy shop you mentioned? The one with
the candy replica buildings and such. I was thinking of getting Sweetie the
Pony of Liberty statue, or perhaps the old Opera house, if they have those.”
“Well, I know they have the statue, but I’m not sure about the opera house.
We’ll have to ask when we get there. Oh, and it’s this way!” Pinkie replied,
pointing and bouncing along the street while Rarity walked next to her.
“Down this street until we reach a large office building, and then left unto the
shopping district street! The candy shop is in between two larger stores,
easy to miss if you don’t know it. It’s a small, modest shop, with just a small
sign above the door, no huge neon-y signs like the big shops have.”
“Oh, I see.” Rarity said. “Sounds delightful.”
“It is!” Pinkie said, as they kept walking to reach the small shop.
* * *
A few hours later, the two mares sat down in the train, ready to depart homeward,
back to Ponyville, and all their friends. A couple of days from now, there was going
to be a huge party at the Sweet Apple Acres, and most of Ponyville would be there,
including Rarity, Pinkie, and all the other girls, plus Spike and the Crusaders.
Rarity smiled, looking forward to it. Pinkie looked at her. “Whadda ya thinkin’ ‘bout?”
She said, with her mouth now full of chocolate she had bought earlier, in the candy shop.
“Oh, just planning ahead, looking forward to the party at the Apple farm.”
“Me too!” Pinkie smiled. “Oh, by the way, what did you get for Sweetie?”
“You were with me in the shop, Darling, didn’t you see what I got?”
“Ehh.” Pinkie shrugged her shoulders. “I was too focused on my own candy shopping,
and before I knew it you were already done, and then I forgot to ask, so I’m asking now.”
She smiled and looked at Rarity with curiosity in her eyes. “soooo....?”
“Ah, I see. Well, I looked at those statues and stuff, but those all looked a bit fragile
for a train ride, so I didn’t want to risk it. So I got her a bag of candy-gems.
They look almost like real gems, but made of rock candy in various flavors.”
“Oh, I know those, they’re good. Careful with the dark yellow ones though,
reeeeally sour! Even I cringe a bit when I eat them.”
“Oh, that’s okay, Sweetie can share them with her friends. I know Scootaloo likes
sour candy, so she can probably take the dark yellow ones.”
While they spoke, the train had started to move, and was now reaching full speed.
In a few hours, they would be back home, around midnight.
“Do you mind if I read for a while, or do you want to talk about something?”
Rarity asked, while levitating a book out of her saddlebag.
“Nah, I’m gonna look out the window and see the landscapes swoosh past,
and then I’m heading to the cafeteria cart for something to eat,
so you go ahead and read.” Pinkie smiled.
“Hm, I think I’ll join you when you go to the cafeteria cart,
some tea and a sandwich would be nice.” Rarity said, while opening her book.
“Okey dokey, we’ll leave together after you’ve read... one chapter?”
“Deal.” Rarity smiled, and started reading.
* * *
Once back in Ponyville, The two ponies both went to their respective homes for a good
nights sleep.
The next morning, Rarity stood in the kitchen making breakfast when Sweetie Belle
half-ran, half-tumbled into the kitchen, excited.
“Rarityyyyy! You won’t believe what we did when you were gone! Luna was here,
and she and Twilight and Applejack too, and we found magic orbs, and Luna turned
them into one huge orb and they went inside the orb, and they were gone for like,
two hours, but to them, it was like, two whole days, and they defeated Nightmare moon
again, and Applejack was an Alicorn, and...”
Rarity stopped her.
“Now now, Sweetie, calm down. You can tell me all about your fantasies and games
later, but for now, let’s have some breakfast. Oh, and after you’ve finished your
oatmeal, I have some candy for you, from Manehattan...”
Sweetie stopped, and stared at Rarity. “But it’s truuue, all of that really happened!
Ask Applejack, or Twilight, or Spike! They’ll tell you it’s true!”
“Oh I’m sure they will.”
“...Wait. Did you say candy?!”
“Yes, I did. Oatmeal first. Then candy.”
Sweetie sat down and started chowing down her oatmeal.
“...Slow down, Sweetie, or you’ll choke.”
“Bu ah wa mu andy!” Sweetie said with her mouth full.
“And don’t speak with your mouth full. Manners, young filly.”
Sweetie did as she was told, and finished her oatmeal slower, and in silence.
When she was done, Rarity picked up the candy from her saddlebag.
“Now, these are rock candy gems. Pinkie warned me that the dark yellow
ones are extremely sour though, so be careful with those. they’re all various
fruit and berry flavors, and the clear, ice-looking ones are spearmint.”
“Thank you so much!” Sweetie said, hugging Rarity.
“Now, don’t eat them all at once. they are rock candies after all, and the bag is rather big,
so if you eat them sparingly, you could make it last quite long.”
“I’ll try. Can I have one now?”
“Sure.”
“You want one?”
“Oh, I... hmm.. you know what, I think I will. Just, find me a small one, okay?”
Sweetie dug through the bag. “Found a small... red one!”
“Oh, it looks like a fire ruby.” Rarity said, looking at the small candy-gem.
She then put it in her mouth. “..and it tastes like.. cherries.”
Sweetie took a small green one. “This looks like an emerald. and it tastes... like apple!”
* * *
A couple of days went by, and the day of the party arrived.
“Now, Sweetie, let’s get going. The party is starting soon.”
The two ponies walked out of their house, toward Sweet Apple Acres...