//------------------------------//
// Epilouge: Champagne's For Celebrating (I'll Have a Martini) 
// Story: A Lesson in Romantics 
// by The Red Parade 
//------------------------------//

Meadowbrook sighed, leaning back on the picnic blanket and staring up at the brilliant blue sky.

“More salad, honey?” 

“Mm-hm!” 

Cheerilee passed over another plate loaded with carrot salad with a wry smile. “Well, someone is looking comfortable.”

Meadowbrook waved her hoof. “A mage needs her rest!”

“Rest from what? You haven’t done anything all day!” cried Cheerilee.

Meadowbrook gasped, putting a hoof over her heart. “I never! You’d dare insult a Pillar of Equestria like that?!”

Cheerilee considered this. “Yes,” she affirmed. “And I’d do it again!”

They both laughed, relishing as the other’s voice mixed with the lazy wind and chirping birds.

“Here, before I forget,” Cheerilee said, removing two bottles from the picnic basket. “Filthy Rich sent me theses as an apology for how his wife acted!”

“Champagne?” questioned Meadowbrook. “I thought champagne's for celebrating?”


“We can celebrate!” Cheerilee said eagerly, passing Meadow a glass.

Meadowbrook accepted it, glancing at Cheerilee. “Well, what are we celebrating?”

“Let’s celebrate… us! You and me!” Cheerilee decided.

Meadowbrook giggled. “You’re so sappy!”

Cheerilee stuck out her tongue, and popped the cork off…

...only for it to sail and bounce off of Meadowbrook’s head.

Cheerilee gasped, her heart freezing in place as Meadow gazed at her with shock. Oh no. Please don’t tell me I…

Then, Meadowbrook blinked a few times and laughed.

Seconds later, Cheerilee laughed too.

“Here’s to you and me then,” Meadowbrook declared, filling up her glass.

“To you and me,” Cheerilee answered. “And to many more advances in the field of romantics!"