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// Why I Hate Gardening Part 1 
// Story: I'm getting fired at a planet, that's your plan. I get fired at a planet and expected to deal with it 
// by Timelord12 
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About a month after the "Dress Incident" as I had taken to calling it, Twilight was recalled to Canterlot to prepare for the 1004th Summer Sun Celebration, and her role in the ceremonies. we had bandied around a few names (I wanted to call it George), but we eventually settled on "The Twilight Rainboom." The mare in question had to fly fast enough to create a Sonic Rainboom, But as a star. Yep, you read that right, FLYING. That's exactly like telling a blind man to describe a painting he has never heard of. And she tried, really, she did, but she always furrowed into the ground so deep, an ox would have wept with envy. And Pinkie Pie was no help at all, yelling things like, "Mind the Sky Trenches!" or "land on the lilypad gently." or "Beware the Pork Chops!" The last one made absolutely NO sense whatsoever, so we all ignored it. After Basic Flying 101, The other girls and I headed back to Ponyville to help the Mayor and her odd timekeepr put up the decorations for the town's party, with Equestria's self-proclaimed Premiere Party Pony as head of the Committee of The Party Decorator Force (You will be assimilated, Resistance is Futile, Death to all the lesser parties, the universe reshaped as Pinkie commands, Unlimited Rice Pudding!!! Etcetera, Etcetera, Etcetera.) After about three hours, we finally finished. As everypony trotted and/or bounced back to their residences and sleep, I was caught up in one of the most interesting conversations I have ever had, with the town clockmaker and timekeeper, the aptly named Time Turner. He reminded me of a certain man I'd heard about, but less angry. Time Turner invited me over to his house for dinner, but I politely declined, saying that I had to organize a new shipment of books, which was true. When I got back to my temporary home, I noticed frantic movement and books being thrown around. Then, I noticed the trees, or more accurately plants wound around said house. I ran to the door, opened it, and threw myself inside, closing the door behind me with a neat "click". I lay there, panting, for Celestia knows how long, as the five bearers approached me warily. They still had not gotten all that used to me, Rainbow Dash in particular was almost openly hostile to me, despite everypony else beginning to warm to me. Fluttershy for instance, was helping me figure out the complexities of the monetary system, but I digress. We all agreed to look for a book about what was happening to the town, and were deep in research when a rapidly spinning lavender shape plowed into a stack of books, and a muted "thunk" was heard behind us.