Of course, Sweetie Belle is curious. All these expressions and words that had never been explained before.

She had to ask in order to have her answers, and poke her little muzzle in all the places in order to have the answers she sought.

If her mother Rarity and her friends were upset, it would be a small price, or so she had reasoned.

Confusion never is the answer.

Of course I could not stay where I was, but going to the land of the candy coloured Ponies? As if it had not been for the means of transporting me, to where I was to end up?

Life is short, and life is capricious. Life rarely grants you second chances, but why. Maybe the question is; is this truly a second chance? And if so, at what?

Of course, there is a trick to the transfer; if it is a curse or my salvation remains to be seen.

Moving to a small village sounds inviting, like a Picnic. From the bustling Megapolis Edo, it will be an idyllic experience and existence. Maybe it isn’t quite as quiet as expected.

The party Pony, Pinkie Pie insists on throwing their welcome to Ponyville party. How does one convince her not to? There is no end in sight. Just that the small village by the edge of the forest isn’t quite as rustic, serene or slow going as they had pictured it, all the many a month ago, as they set up ordering the cottage built.

What will life have in store? What will it be like, living among Ponies left and right?

Pinkie Pie had been invited to the Reined Kingdom and asked to co-host a party in order to celebrate the young Princess, who’d birthday was due in but a week.

Taking the train to the Kingdom was a breeze, to the point of boredom to the pink mare. Thinking of the party, what to wear and all the festivities she was to be responsible for only lasted so long.

What struck her as she arrived at the station is the attire the fellow Ponies wore as she jumped off of the train, even if she had seen Ponies wearing skirts and boots before, but this was way out of her experience. Even if they looked as if they were tight fitting and comfortable to them.

I wanted a new pet, exotic like a Human Girl. I had asked Twilight to help me with the mandatory changes in order for her to conform to the life in Ponyville.

Then I had managed to find her, the girl where she had no hope, so I pulled her back to the village with me. Twilight was true to her words, now my new pet is finally mine.

Raising an exotic pet comes at a price, I had to follow strict rules. I had to raise her to fit in, within the Community of Ponyville, Equestria.

She would need hooves, tail and a name, aside from a collar she was to wear at all times. I’ll have to care for her, of course.

Snips and Snails act like bumbling idiots, or minions; all depending on the point of view and situation. Neither is good for them.

At one point; a certain pink mare had had it with the two, not that other mares would enjoy their behaviour any more than her.

In the end; Pinkie Pie took it upon herself to reform the two, but in a somewhat different and more drastic manner, as it turned out. Question is how the village will take it; and how it will affect the two colts at the center of the mess.

01.01 Just as Princess Celestia had foreseen, Twilight ascended to become the Alicorn we now know her to be. Then she was crowned as a Princess, to the envy of her friend Rarity.

If this had been the end of the story, we would all have been bored out of our skulls. As an added blessing, or curse, there is something yet untold.

Later, a Unicorn is found wondering the castle, even if she for some reason can’t recall how she got there, or where the old library had gone. This is where the interesting and shocking details are starting to slip out of the bag, or in their case, saddle bag.

In this adventure; each and every facet of Twilight Sparkle are sepatrate and independent characters. While still remaining Twilight Sparkle.

Ps: Note that I will have to make a few changes to the tags and a few chapters, once the changes are in effect!

Doing what is right and make it work is all about initiative. Initiative is something Pinkie Pie has in abundance. None dare accusing her of being slow or unimaginative. Good for them.

This time, she had a new idea. She takes the lead, showing initiative in creating a new group of as of yet unknown Ponies. Not that she keeps all the known heroes out of the loop, while not make good use of them and their experiences.

Equestria is constantly in need of Heros. Just that Pinkie Pie likes to share the burden and the joy with all her friends for the better of her world.

Where this particular initiative is taking her is up to the toss. Who the still unsung Heroes are is for the future to tell, Pinkie Pie will not let on just yet.

This story is a sequel to Pink Royal Blood

Arriving to his castle always felt like a relief, even though he knew he had to be seen by others, both the important Ponies, and his peers among the Royals. That he had managed, this time.

Homecomings always made him relax, just as going made him nervous. All the Ponies who wanted to be associated with him, mainly for being a Prince. Knowing it is unavoidable would never make it easier.

His subjects need him in their everyday lives. He is important and he knew it. He made an effort to make it stay this way, and to assure them knowing of it.

Only this homecoming had a few shocks and surprises in store for the good Prince. Things would never be quite the same. One overly well performed treat would see to it. Yet, there was more to the changes, than the one treat.

Pinkie Pie, the Pony on the mind of the entire village of Ponyville. Throwing the parties and in general keeping the mood and morale at an all-time high.

Seemingly all-knowing and wise, she is the center of any and every party. She is fast and powerful.

What she isn’t is the Pony you cross or lie to.

What she doesn’t know, may not be worth knowing. On the other hoof, she had the tendency to let you know. Then she demonstrated just how wrong we all were.

The one thing she does forget, is her Birthday.