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Rose Quill


Author of the Homecoming series, occasional contributor to Bodyguard!AU, and food aficionado.

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Pinkie finds a note one day from a secret admirer and can’t wait to figure out just who it is.

The problem is it could be literally anyone.

Chapters (6)
Comments ( 17 )

Here we go here we go satellite radio!

I think I know who sent the note, although I won't say it here, in case i'm correct. wouldn't wanna spoil it for anypony

Comment posted by Alysion deleted Apr 9th, 2018

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Actually as the person who comissioned this fic I encourage you and everyone else to speculate in the comments! Thats part of the fun that I wanted to get from the fic!

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Hah, funny :P

No seriously who do you actually think left the note? I don't have any ideas yet, I'm waiting for another clue!

“Interesting,” I whispered. Looks like I’ll have to check my party records. If I had smelled this before than it was surely in my files. Tucking the note into my bag, I pulled the leaderboard poster I had made and went out to join the fun as Dash and Zap battled through a rendition of a particularly tricky song, both sitting neck to neck. They were grinning madly, shredding as though they were playing for a crowd of thousands. They were having fun!

Pinkie, you keep track of every single thing you smell!?

Of course, silly! That way I know if they like sweet or spicy or musky or floral if they are more into perfumes! :pinkiehappy:

It’s either Vinyl Scratch or a Crystal Prep Student.

If it turns out it's Pinkie I'm going to :pinkiegasp:

My mental image of Pinkie wearing that dress is really cute. In both the adorable and attractive senses of the word.

Awww, I was hoping for the meeting to happen this chapter...

Pinkie and Sonata I've seen the ship before and I still like it.

A little anticlimactic after such a grand buildup, but still a cute ending! :pinkiesmile:

This was short, sweet, and adorably cute. :twilightsmile:

Only error i could find was this:

“Hi, Pinkie,” she whispered as she fiddles with her ponytail.

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