You followed Rarity back to her Boutique. 'This is quite the reoccurring theme,' you thought to yourself.
In spite the fact that in this town, every pony has been treating you as an equal, you're be becoming weary of it. Yes, you were only here for a day maybe, but it seems just so... Unnatural. You don't know. You decide to just go with the flow.
So you make your way into Rarity's building of work and humble abode for some touching up, which you very much do not like.
Again, of course, you say nothing.
You have came to the conclusion (finally) that this is a 'very big deal', at least to her. Plus, she is obviously a perfectionist. Either that or her 'friend' is more then a friend.
But having a name like Twilight Sparkle, it's most likely a mare. Two mares can't fall in love.
Or can they?
You decide to veer off that debate in your head. You feel as though it will create political chaos somewhere...
So, dressed up in black in a stuffy tux, hair all done up, and oddly makeup on (once again...) you two make your way out.
This time, your destination is at the abode of this Twilight Sparkle you are apparently are going to be living with for the rest of your life. Well, hopefully.
Your hoping Twilight Sparkle is at least half as nice as Rarity. Heck, half as nice as any off the ponies you've met so far.
But not the pink one. Defiantly not the pink one.
The walk wasn't too long. But what made your jaw drop was the destination.
Now, you were told she lived in a library. What you weren't told was how crazy she was about books. Well, she's apparently crazy enough to live in what the books pages are made out of.
That's right, she lives in a tree.
I giant, hollowed out, tree.
You saw the door carved out as well of several windows. 'How is this tree not dead?' You wonder.
Your not genius of plants, whatever they may be called (Plantolosgists? You have no idea.), but you do know that a tree needs to get water somehow. The leaves were even a nice crisp green. You sigh. 'Magic...'
Rarity didn't even seem fazed by this. 'How?'
She knocked on the door, not like they are ever locked, you've seen, and out answered the green and purple baby dragon named Spike. "Thank Celestia you're here! Twilight's gonna be back any minute! We just finished setting up!" He said. You looked behind him and saw quite a bit of ponies inside the library that seemed strangely larger on the inside then the out. The library was set up like a child's birthday party. 'The amount of ponies in here really explain the lack of them on the streets...'
"Come on, dude! Follow me! Hurry!" The dragon named Spike gestured to you. You followed, as quite frankly, dragons scare you. All scaly and such...
He takes you to an area in the library where presents sat. 'Yup. Birthday party. Don't tell me she's a kid...'
He takes you to an over-sized box. "Hurry! Get in!" He hastily said.
You do not like this, but you do. The top closes and you're surrounded by darkness. You can here chatter going on outside. Ponies did turn their heads to look at you once you walked in. But suddenly, you hear 'She's coming!' And a hush.
Then 'SURPRISE!'
A stereotypical birthday party. How one can really be surprised by this is beyond you.
But, apparently this one was.
After the whole 'Oh My Celestia, you didn't have to do this!' conversation, the party commenced. Apparently, the gift opening wasn't until later, so you cursed slightly under your breath and got comfortable for the long run.
...You should've put emphasis on the 'long'.
You were in that cramped box for hours. The dragon, Spike, was even nice enough to give you some food to sustain yourself. 'Thank Celestia they didn't forget to but holes in the box...'
The worst part, you could hear almost every thing said in the party. It's like you had voices talking in your head all at once!
That... Did confuse you. How, with hearing not as good as ponies and being inside a box, were you able to hear all the conversations?
You just...don't know...
Sometimes, logic just seems to be a set of basic guidelines...
You heard cake time and party time come and past. It was getting quite boring in this box. They didn't even give you a book to read. Then again, it's not like you could read it in this lack of light, anyway. The little light that came in was from the holes in the top of the box. Small streams of light made its way onto you.
This was NOT fun...
Finally, you heard cheers for 'Present Time!' from a certain over-active mare. You heard many hoof-steps make its way towards you. You even heard this 'Twilight' insist on opening you first, only to get a big 'No Way' from Pinkie Pie. So, you have to deal with more of this for a little time longer.