“YAKS STUCK HERE?!?! WHY TRAINS NOT WORK?!” Rutherford was not happy and nor was the poor conductor who’d been the bearer of bad news after the Yak Prince and his attendants had come to Ponyville Train Station to depart.
Except their plans to leave were derailed once the conductor has (nervously) informed them due to “technical difficulties”, the train wouldn’t be going anywhere until tomorrow.
Thankfully, Party Favor came to the conductor’s rescue, stepping onto the platform, the tarp-covered something floating behind him, as the blue party pony said, “Excuse me, Prince Rutherford, but I have to have a word with you.
“What blue pony want?! Yaks going home! Purple Pony Princess and pink pony insulted Yaks with lousy craftsmanship!” Rutherford growled, “Ponies pay with war...!!”
“Now hold your horses there, Prince. I have something to say and to show you,” Party Favor levitated the object so it was between him and the yaks before removing the tarp.
It revealed a fully-finished bust with a remarkable likeness to the yak prince, whose attendants couldn’t help but give a couple oohs and ahs as they regarded this fine piece of art. Rutherford however snorted, “That abomination. No compare to real me!”
“This, Your Highness, is a bust that Pinkie Pie and I made together for you as the guest of honor for the party,” Party Favor explained, “Princess Twilight wanted to present to you a token of how we respect you and also admire your culture. You just showed up before this bust was finished but then you reacted before anypony could explain.”
Rutherford grumbled, knowing deep down that Party Favor was right, and his attendants were even starting to look regretful.
“Now, Prince Rutherford, you have your right to be proud of your culture,” Party Favor went on, “but is a little misunderstanding really worth declaring war on these ponies who only want to welcome you among them and be your friends?”
The more he digested the blue pony’s words did Rutherford understand how right they were and how silly, immature, and foolish he’d been to react in the way he did. Of course his people and their culture was one of a long and proud history, but to rile his people up to war over a misunderstanding was not only foolish and unfair to the ponies but to his yaks as well.
“...Very well, Yaks give ponies one more chance,” Rutherford obliged.
“Then if it’s okay with you...”
They all looked across the train tracks to see the Harmonic Twelve, Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich in the middle, Party Favor floating over on a balloon to join them as the party ponies all declared, “It’s... PARTY TIME!!!”
Ponies laughed and smiled, going to and fro to all the food stands, games, seeing performers, marveling at the decorations, just all-around having a good time at this turnout! There were even stands featuring displays, offering foods, and other amazing things from different corners of Equestria, such as Cherry Jubilee’s cherry dishes from Dodge Junction, a booth selling Wonderbolt merchandise and inviting everypony to a show that would be performed before the end of the party, even a booth from the Crystal Empire selling art pieces crafted from crystal!
Rutherford and his attendants deeply enjoyed themselves, receiving complementary food and souvenirs, and the Yak Prince was even having a friendly chat with Princess Celestia and Prince Sombra!
“Wow, guys!” Twilight and Midnight looked to their party pony friends as Twilight commented, “This came together quick, even for the three of you.”
“What can I say?” Pinkie shrugged as she hugged her stallion and balloon-artist friend close, “We’re good at what we do!”
Then Pinkie Pie went over to the yaks, “Prince Rutherford, I know it’s not Yakyakistan, but I hope that even when you’re away from home you can come to feel at home here in Equestria! And to do that, we’re not just throwing this party in your honor, we’re showing you why we love it here. That way, you’ll come to love it too!”
Rutherford looked from Pinkie to the party, seeing all these ponies smiling, laughing, having a good time, and being happy. How could he ever have wanted to declare war on these ponies? A mixture of guilt and joy filled his heart as he shed tears, “Party ponies work hard to make yaks feel at home... Now yaks happy. No declare war!”
Twilight and Midnight both phew'd in relief when they noticed the disturbed looks on their mentors’ faces and forced smiles as though nothing had ever gone wrong.
“Ponies and yaks friends,” Rutherford gave a smiling nod.
“For a thousand years?” Pinkie hoped.
“FOR TEN THOUSAND YEARS!!” Rutherford declared with a triumphant shout, causing everyone to cheer happily.
“We are very impressed, Your Majesties,” Celestia said to Twilight and Midnight, Sombra giving them a sneaky smirk.
“Oh, just... doing our best to spread friendship and harmony!” Twilight giggled nervously.
“And you did wonderfully,” Sombra congratulated, “You and your friends!”
“Thank you, Master,” Midnight replied when he noticed Pinkie, Cheese, and Party Favor getting crushed by a happy Rutherford. “But to be honest, all the credit goes to our resident party ponies.”