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// A Night and Morning 
// Story: Society as We Know It 
// by Comma Typer 
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"Brilliant night, brilliant night!" Eucalypti shouted as they walked on the lone street of town.
"Yes, Eucalypti," Hexapod said, looking at his friend with a little disdain, "it is a brilliant night. You don't have to go and tell everypony in sight about how brilliant the night is."
"We've had the best conversations with the best ponies in this town!"
"So, you don't want to talk with lesser ponies?"
"You know that's not what I mean!" Eucalypti answered, a little shocked in his tone. He grabbed his friend and made him face the sky. "Look at this! We're in Equestria—and, it's a vast land, a great kingdom filled with ponies to talk to and to work with—it's not even work at this point if your co-workers are so friendly!"
"And, what's your point?" Hexapod insisted, tapping an impatient hoof on the ground as they stopped on the street which had buildings on both sides. "I don't want to hear all the good things about Equestria if it's just what you say in order to lead me towards a point."
"I just want to tell you again that—"
"I should enjoy my time here in Equestria," Hexapod said. "Well, I'm trying. But, maybe a certain changeling is sadly meddling with that."
"I guess you're talking about me."
Hexapod nodded roughly.
"Come on, friend!" Eucalypti pleaded, coming closer to him, gesturing to him rather desperately. "We're in Equestria, this grand kingdom, together! We can find something to do together—we could form the first ever changeling band!"
"You're probably a little late—they already formed a few, not to mention some more who want to perform some music."
"Well, we'll be one of the first!" Eucalypti shot back.
"But, not the first."
"Why do you have to be so pessimistic about things, Hexapod?" Eucalypti asked. "All I'm doing is just being positive about things—what is that word that's the opposite of 'pessimistic'? Is it 'optimistic'? Hm?"
"Stop trying to rub that on me," Hexapod said, sounding tired and irritated, trying to avoid looking at his friend.
A few ponies looked at the arguing changelings.
Party Favor ran out to the two. "Are you alright?" he asked quickly, eyeing the two. "Is there anything wrong?"
"Everything is alright," Hexapod said. "I'm just trying to deal with a very positive changeling who doesn't see the dangers that extreme positivity can land him in."
"Well, your 'realistic' point of view isn't giving us that much help, is it?" Eucalypti said, angrily eyeing his friend with arched eyebrows. He groaned and faced Party Favor. "Try to make him see reason, Party Favor! I don't know what you would do, but try something! Make some balloons that can cheer him up or something!"
"Uh, balloons don't work like—"
"I'm no expert at balloons!" Eucalypti snapped at the party pony. "But, you are! Try and go make a balloon something so that Hexapod can—"
"Or," Party Favor interrupted, covering the changeling's mouth with a hoof, " you can try and talk this out gently and quietly." He paused as he slowly turned to see Hexapod who was staring at his friend rather annoyingly, his eyes also arched and focused on Eucalypti in a bad way. "Ask each other why they view things the way they do. I thought you were the best of friends with a long history together."
Eucalypti looked at Party Favor. Then, he looked intently, earnestly, at his friend. He dropped the snarl on his face. "Well, Party Favor's right," he admitted. "I...I have to keep remembering about the importance of our friendship. So, even if I may not fully see why you think the way you think, at least I tried seeing your perspective." He sighed. "Come on, Hexapod! Why don't you give Party Favor's idea a chance?"
"It wasn't my idea," Party Favor remarked.
Hexapod gave his friend a long look. Then, he sighed. "We don't need to ask, anyway."
Party Favor smiled. "That's perfect! So, I don't have to listen to some awkward and lengthy conversation about you trying to understand each other's points of view about how you see the world?"
Hexapod gave the pony a strange look. "That was a weird question to ask."
"I have a party with Pinkie to plan, that's why!" Party Favor said as he hopped away.
The two changelings looked on at the hopping pony. "That ended weird," Eucalypti said. "Out of place."
Hexapod smiled. "At least he managed to fix our problem before it got worse."
Eucalypti looked at his friend. "And, it looks like we can at least end this day on a positive note."
Hexapod nodded. "Hopefully, let's not argue tomorrow morning." Then, his smile faded away. He gasped. "Wait, what's our plan for tomorrow morning?"
Eucalpyti smacked a hoof on his head. "I totally forgot!" He glanced around him. "Don't you get anymore nervous, friend! There's the Crystal Empire we can go to! Yeah, the place where there's lots of political clout! We could meet the Princess and the Prince of the empire!"
"Don't you get ahead of yourself," Hexapod said. "The Crystal Empire is a few train stations away. And, the nearest train station is—actually, I don't know!"
"Which is why we'll find out!"
Hexapod grabbed his friend before he took off with his wings.
"What did you do that for?!"
"Let's stay here for the night," Hexapod said. "It's probably midnight right now."
Eucalypti looked at the sky. "You're probably right. The moon's way high up." He looked at his friend. "Now, let's sleep at Party Favor's house!"
Hexapod made a funny looking face. "Why there of all places?"
"The only bedroom we've seen in this village is his bedroom, and I kind of like the balloons! Colorful, vibrant, brings you the feeling of a party at night even without the unnecessary noise and, well, necessary partying around!"
"Doesn't partying entail noises?" Hexapod asked.
"Nah, nah, don't dive into the details too much, Hexapod!" He trotted his way towards the house, passing by a few torches and a few gasoline lamps that were on some of the tables outside some of the houses. "Too much of that and, well, you'd be standing there until morning, friend!"



"Wow!" Party Favor expressed. He eyed the two changelings—one of them extravagantly smiling and ready to burst with pure joy as his wings rapidly moved, preparing to move him into flight. "I wasn't expecting you to stay here for the night. I...wasn't quite ready to accommodate you changelings, either. Heh-heh-heh-heh." He nervously looked at a few balloons in his bedroom. "I could've given you a tour of the bedroom but...you've already been here."
"And we're going to be the happiest changelings like boats on the coast, friend!" Eucalypti finally let out, hugging his friend and bringing him off the floor and to the air as he dragged him around into the bedroom, making fast yet careful maneuvers near the balloons while Party Favor clapsed his front hooves, fearfully eyeing each balloon the excited changeling neared.
Then, Eucalypti threw his friend to the simple bed and landed himself there, too.
Eucalypti roared with laughter as he regained his stance and sat on the bed. "Alright! Woo-hoo! We're going to be sleeping here!" He hastily turned to face his friend who was still recovering from the landing, his head disoriented and a little dizzy. "This is the first time we're going to be sleeping in somepony else's house! Not just a hotel, friend! This is true and pure hospitality and friendliness from a pony!"
"Can you keep it down?" Party Favor quickly said in a hushed voice. "You're going to wake some of the ponies here. Don't you know how late it is?" He pointed at a clock that had pictures of balloons as its hour, minute, and second hands. "It's past midnight!"
"Your suspicion was right, Hexapod!" Eucalypti mentioned, nudging his friend with a shoulder.
"What suspicion?" Party Favor asked. "But, that's besides the point. It's good that you're here—very fun to have some changelings sleeping at my house, and we're going to have a very special party breakfast together." He approached the changelings. "The breakfast itself will be a surprise," he said in a whisper. "You won't know what the food is." Then, he went back to where he was standing. "But, I don't want you to go around causing unneeded damage—basically, ruining ponies' days on accident. Got it?"
Hexapod nodded.
Eucalypti nodded as he hovered over the bed.
"Now, I'm going to be sleeping on this bed," Party Favor continued, motioning towards a smaller bed that looked just like the one that the changelings were on. He yawned, trying to cover his mouth with a tired hoof. "Anyway, I'll be turning in for the night." He went on to his bed and covered himself with a blanket. He placed his head on the white, soft pillow. His horn glowed pink and the lights inside were off, darkening the room and allowing the moonlight to adorn and to beautify it with its glimmer.
"Have a good night!" Party Favor said.
Then, he snored.
Hexapod looked past his friend beside him and at Party Favor. Then, he closed his eyes.
Eucalypti closed his eyes, too.
"You know, Hexapod? I'm just full of energy—I cannot contain all of it for, I don't know, the next eight hours?"
"Stop whispering."
"But, I'm just so excited—I'm even agitated in a good way to just go out and smile and shake hooves with the ponies who live here. The hotels in Manehattan were quite great, but that's nothing compared to what we have in the rural, homely towns like this one—it's so great, it doesn't even need an official name. Who needs official names, anyway?"
"Every other town, I suppose."
Silence went between the two for a few seconds.
"Just go sleep. I'm trying to sleep, too, Eucalypti."



Hexapod wiped his eyes and yawned.
He slowly rose up from the bed and looked out the window on the wall.
The sky was blue and yellow, the clouds were streams that bedecked and garnished the sky. The sun gave its radiant light towards all that was under the sky, heralding the new day with splendor and with grandeur.
The air was cold. Hexapod shivered a little. He looked at his friend—not just sleeping, Eucalypti was snoring. He looked at Party Favor who was sleeping across the room. Party Favor was snoring, too.
"Party Favor's promise was a bit too much, I guess," Hexapod whispered. Then, he looked out the window again.
Over there where the wooden stalls of fruits and vegetables were, there were a few ponies who were standing close to them, tending to the occupation at hoof. A mare walked towards the stall. She was gray green and a unicorn, her mane and tail yellow. She was carrying a bag. The ponies who were attending the stalls smiled at her.
At another place in the town, there was a yellow Earth pony with brown mane and tail. He was eyeing the green unicorn.
"That's Feather Bangs," Party Favor said.
Hexapod quickly turned around. "When did you get up?!"
"If you want to be good at organizing parties with your special balloons, you need to have a little bit of stealth for the surprise parties!"
Hexapod placed a hoof on his chin. "That makes sense."
Party Favor nodded. "Now, both of you, stay here while I go and make the surprise breakfast!" Then, he hopped out the room and down the stairs.
Hexapod looked on at the open door.
Then, he looked back out the window.
Feather Bangs looked up. There was the sound wind rushing under the glide of the blue pegasus. The pegasus did a few more tricks before landing on the roof of a house.
At another place in town, Double Diamond was showing the green pegasus his pair of skis, pointing to it and articulating the parts of the skis.
And, there were more ponies doing things outside. Some were eating, others were just chatting while they sat on their tables. There was even one who was playing the guitar before Feather Bangs asked for the guitar.
"Even here," Hexapod said, "there is friendship to be found."
"Breakfast is ready!" Party Favor yelled from the ground floor.
"Breakfast is ready?!" Eucalypti yelled as he awoke. He turned here and there. "Where's Party Favor? Does that mean—"
"Calm down," Hexapod said, patting his friend on the head.
"OK!" Eucalypti said. Then, he breathed slowly, inhaling and exhaling loudly. "Alright, I am calm! Where's the breakfast?"
"It's downstairs," Hexapod said.
Then, the two changelings went out the room and down the stairs.