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// Epilogue 
// Story: The Phantom of the Bouquet 
// by Yourmine 
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Inside the shadowy grooves of the Everfree forest, the six friends were traveling back to Ponyville. While on their way, Twilight Sparkle was reading a book she brought for her little expedition.

“I don’t know why the author of this book lacks the information about the organisms in Everfree forest. Hah, thanks a lot Rollohex,” said Twilight closing the book she was reading along the way.

“Hey Twilight, I’m still looking forward for the treat you’re going to give to me,” reminded Pinkie Pie with the rhodora still on her mane.

“Don’t worry, a promise is a promise. Pinkie promise right?” replied Twilight.

They suddenly heard a phantomlike voice shrieking across the forest. They were all terrified what was the mysterious mare might be abound.

“What was that?” asked Applejack.

“Oh no, it’s happening again. I still hope it’s not some kind of ghostie…” uttered Fluttershy as she trembles.

The voice grows even louder and got the friends quivered up from what could come at them. Fluttershy shrieked in terror as it comes closer.

Then the voice was more clearing up as it close by, it became more kidlike. But somehow to them, it was a very familiar voice they were hearing.

“Spike?” Twilight guessed.

They suddenly heard a crash on top of them. All of them looked up to the branches of the trees and they were surprised from what they discovered who it was.

“Note to self; never ask an apple from Big Mac or to anyone else in the orchard while they are working,” said the little purple green spiked baby dragon hanging exhaustedly on the branch.