The Pie family rock farm was not accustomed to so much company. The farmhouse itself was a small building, barely big enough to properly suit the full family of five back when they were all living there. In the last two weeks, however, it had been host to many visitors. Today was no different. Pinkie had brought her five closest friends from Ponyville to visit, and Octavia had invited her bandmates as well. It was a day of celebration, after all, and a celebration wasn't a celebration without good friends and family to celebrate with. It was only moments ago that the papers were officially signed, entrusting full ownership of the farm to the Pie family. Pinkie had collaborated with Mr. and Mrs. Cake to make the perfect cake for the celebration. The giant rock-shaped cake was so perfectly crafted that it had nearly tricked Goodie. With Octavia leaving the farm to live in Canterlot, Aquarina would be keeping control of the majority of the work on the farm, although fellow farmer Applejack had offered her help if she could fit it into her schedule. It wasn't much of a surprise to Pinkie that the two of them became fast friends.
Aquarina finally told Pinkie the truth behind the lack of communication from the family about earlier in the day. Even though Pinkie had told her not to worry about it on the day of their reunion, the guilt was too much for her to bear. It didn't go flawlessly, nor should it have. Pinkie was hurt by the revelation, but it didn't take much for her to forgive her sister. She had just gotten her back, and she wasn't willing to lose her again. Besides, to paraphrase what her father had said years ago after the ban on parties in the house, Aquarina's guilt had punished her enough. Today was not a day for hard feelings. Today was a day for celebration and reminiscing.
"Remember the time you led the whole family in the Pony Pokey?" Aquarina asked, nudging Pinkie and chuckling.
"Oh gosh, I remember that," Octavia chimed in, grinning. "I could barely do it. I'm no dancer."
"Oh, you were better than your father was!" Goodie laughed. "That is, after Pinkamena spent about 20 minutes convincing him to join in!"
"Totally!" Pinkie agreed. She then nudged Aquarina back. "And I remember YOU complaining near the end!" She broke into an imitation of Aquarina. "Pinkamena, that's enough dancing! I don't want to put my whole self in anymore! My whole self is staying out!" The entire group laughed, including a now-blushing Aquarina.
"Well...I was tired!" the blue mare answered.
"We were all pretty tired," Octavia agreed. "Except for Pinkie. She never gets tired as long as there's still partying to do!"
"Youuuuu know it!" Pinkie answered, ruffling her sister's mane. The group shared another laugh.
"You know, Pinkamena," Goodie said, once the laughter had quieted down. "Your father would always talk about you." She sat down next to Pinkie, wrapping a foreleg around her. "He missed having you here so much, but he was so happy that you were out in the world, doing what made you happy." Pinkie beamed, feeling a couple of tears coming on. It wasn't the first time her mom had told her something along these lines, but it made her just as happy each time. Luckily, she had friends who could sense when she needed them most, as Twilight and Rainbow both moved in to be close to her in case she needed them. The party pony smiled wistfully as she looked towards the porch, over to the vacant rocking chair that her father used to occupy when he was done with his part of the work. She took a deep breath, keeping her smile up. She may have been away from home for a long time, but it still hurt her to think that he would never sit in that chair again.
"How's everypony doing out here?" Pickerton asked as his aide pushed his wheelchair out to join the party.
Doctors had been positively baffled at the old farmer's sudden recovery. Nopony could properly explain it. Most ended up agreeing upon the fact that he was just a tough old stallion who wouldn't give up the ghost without a fight. The family, however, believed otherwise. He certainly wasn't out of the water and still didn't have all that much time left, but the light in Pickerton's eyes when Pinkie returned was like nothing the family had seen in him in a long time. Perhaps it didn't make sense from a logistical standpoint, but when Pinkie was involved, sometimes it didn't have to.