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// A Breakfast Shared: 3 
// Story: Through the Gates of Everfree 
// by Ponyess 
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	As I moved from the door, towards the table, I could clearly hear distinctive steps on the floor from the hall outside.  Since I couldn't see who, I have no idea, as to whom it may be.  Knowing how the sound of my own hooves had changed, not just from the fact that I'm no longer in a quadruped stance, but a biped one, but the change in the very structure of my hooves changed the sounds even further.

What I hear, is steps, very much like my very own, almost as if it had been another me, coming towards the door, I had just heard close behind me.  Turning around, I found myself facing, whom ever was to enter through the door.

The cyan face, and the rainbow mane and tail, it just had to be her, by old friend Rainbow Dash.  Emotions flooding my mind, before I could confirm, it was actually she who was slipping into the large room.

“Awsome.  It's you, Pinkie Pie?” Rainbow Dash then pronounced in a questioning tone of voice.

“Yes, Dashie, it's me, Pinkie pie.  It is you, Rainbow Dash?” I replied, curiously, feeling some of my hyper coming flowing back into me, as I was once more moving towards, what I was expecting to be a grand breakfast.

“Seems we get a free meal?”Rainbow Dash suggested enthusiastically.

“Rather strange a place!” I pointed out, looking around as I slowly started to pick up, what I found enjoyable.

“Wait.  Is that a Cloud Cake?” Dashie put forth, questioning her eyes, or if it was just recognition, of what she thought she saw?

“Looks like it, but, there's an entire tray of Cup-Cakes, another with Mufins.  There's the cider?  Appkle, by the scent of it.  Carots?” responded.

“Don't change it.  I'll have a sip of the cider, just to see if it is any good!” Sdashie proclaimed, as she poured herself a glass.

“It's as if they knew us, by our tastes?  Either that, of it just popped into being on the table, just before we woke up?” I pondered in a hyper teasing manner.

“I don't know, but I'd settle for some of the cider, I could have a slice of the cake, ofhorse!” she pondered as response, filling up a plate of treats, aside from the plate of foods she had apparently found to her taste.

That's when the doors slid open, once more.  Two ponies slip into the room, a black coated unicorn with golden mane, apparently eyes to match.  I then noticed, her hooves go by the same shimmering golden hue?  Whatever her mark was, it was a bit odd, but it looks as if she had been a ballerina, before entering the gate?  By her side, came what could only be taken for Rarity.  I know that unicorn.

“Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, how are you doing?” Rarity exclaimed excitedly in a curious tone of voice.

“Awsome!” Dashie exclaimed.

“What do you think of the strange fashion we've been dealt?  Uh, and who is your new friend?” I enquired.

“I guess the suit does work, for our current state of existence?  I would never have designed these, but then, I wasn't walking on my hid hooves either?” Rarity pointed out, in a confused but amused tone of voice, seemingly uncharacteristically close to a giggle.

I'm Gilded Nightgrace.  I take it none of you are originally looking anything the likes of what I see before me?  I came from what I take for the northern gate!” she explained, as a response to my question, as to who she was.

Then a thought came to mind, slipping me into a hysterical fit of giggles.

“You'll just have to excuse our hyper friend, but she is an awesome party thrower.  You don't know what you're missing!” Dashie pointed out.

“Parties?  I could survive a party right now, even if I guess I'll just have my breakfast, first!” Gilded responded.

“It may not be Apple Jack's Cider, but it is still good.  I still think I'll go with a cup of tea!” Rarity pointed out.

“Cider is good, but for breakfast, I go with the milk!” Gilded pondered, pouring her a glass of fresh, cold milk.

“it is as if they placed the milk there, just for your benefit!” I mused, in response to Gildeds point.

“Which's awesome!” Dashie interjected.

“I agree to your point, Rainbow, but I'd call it divine planning, on my part!” came Raritys response.

There was light hoofsteps to be heard, just before the doors slipped open, and Twilight entered the room.

“Greetings, Pinkie Pie and Rarity, but, hello!” She spoke, as she saw the rest of us.

“Hiya, Twilight, I'm Gilded Nightgrace presented herself.

“I'd be..” Twilight said.

“..A purple Unicorn? I teased her.

“Ah, yeah.  That'd make sense?” she just responded.

“Hungry?” Dashie suggested.