//------------------------------// // CMC Celebration // Story: Falling // by Maddie Koester //------------------------------// I was at Sugar Cube Corner with Pinkie and Platinum, setting up the party balloons. Platinum was getting the tables ready, and was sweeping the floor. Pinkie was making a racket in the kitchen, probably making the cupcakes. The party was just about ready, so I grabbed my notebook and continued writing. Platinum put the broom back in the closet, walked over, and tried to peer over my shoulder at the book. “I can’t believe that they got their Cutie Marks at the show! They are so lucky!” Platinum exclaimed. “Yeah, but they deserve them, and they discovered what they are good at,” I replied, though I was a bit jealous too. “True, but I can’t wait to get mine now! This takes forever” Platinum groaned. Pinkie walked out and laughed, “It just takes some time! And then you can have an amazing PINKIE PARTY!” We both laughed as she jumped around with the cupcakes, then set them on the buffet table. We continued to get the party ready for about another hour, and we finished a few minutes before the party was supposed to start. The first people through the door were the Cmc party ponies. Controller had a baby pink dress on that matched her pink and brown mane, and Jazzy had a Purple dress that was the same shade as her favorite purple bow. Hurricane had a black bowtie, so the stripes of purple in his hair were the only color. “Hey guys!” Jazzy said, “This party is gonna be amazin’!” “Thanks, and you three look amazing!” I replied. Hurricane walked over and smelled the cupcakes, and sighed in joy. We all laughed at his happy expression, and other ponies started to come on in. The party started going full swing, and the CMC were crowded with people, so we didn’t get a lot of time to talk with them. Platinum and I were so happy that they got their Cutie Marks, but we were also upset since they probably wouldn’t hang out with us as much. Towards the end of the party, the CMC turned off the music, and walked towards a mic. The crowd quieted down, and the CMC finished the night by singing the song that got them their cutie marks. Hurricanes Gray swirl cutie mark faintly glowed, and so did Jazzy’s cutie mark: a microphone tied to an apple. I guess apple do always have something apple related. When Controller Note began her music solo, her Treble clef and joystick cutie mark seemed to sparkle. The crowd was in awe, and once the song ended, they once again cheered. “Everyone! Follow your dreams, and you can go anywhere!” Controller Note exclaimed, and that ended off the night. We waited until after the guests left, and walked over to the CMC. “That was the best party! Ain’t nothin’ gunna beat that one!” Jazzy crowed. “That was pretty epic” Hurricane agreed. Platinum nodded in agreement. “Well, I guess Platinum and I aren’t CMC anymore… I’ll bring my cape by the clubhouse tommorow,” I said glumly. “What are you talkin’ about? You’re crazier than a rattlesnake doin’ a tap dance,” Jazzy queried. “We don’t have our cutie marks, and you guys do, so I thought that meant that we wouldn’t be CMC anymore,” I explained with a sigh. Controller Note looked perplexed, and Hurricane said, “You guys are still CMC, you’ll get your cutie marks, and we can hep you!” “Really?” Platinum asked. “Of course, we wouldn’t leave ya for apple pie!” Jazzy exclaimed. Platinum looked at each other, and smiled. Then all five of us walked out of Sugar Cube corner, feeling like the best friends in all of Equestria.