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// An Actual Plot Line 
// Story: Serious about Silly 
// by Grey Faerie 
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	"Let me explain party planning through a poorly written song." Pinkie said, throwing off her blanket. She pushed a notepad in front of Twilight's face.
"Why is it poorly written?" Twilight asked, pulling back.
"Cause I'm sick and this is a little last minute. Also, just between you and me, I don't think Grey has good skills in song writing." Pinkie whispered.
"Grey? What does she have to do with it?"
"It's complicated." She shrugs. Twilight could feel her eye starting to twitch from the proposed insanity of an explanation. Pinkie pulled out a booklet from her hair.
"Let me flip through ahh yes, advertisement, food, banners, printing, sponsors, cold calling, attractions, ticket sales, booths, vip, workers, pay roll, budget okay got it!"

Let's get it together
No party's complete until everypony leaves!
There's food and banners, booths and workers
printing, sponsors and more!
What colors do I choose?
There's no time to lose
We'll have a party yet.

The caterers need certainty
they like to know allergies
what is the theme of the night?
Do you like cold calling?
We need some sponsors for our party
or else our budget is shot
We need to sale, sale, sale
Tickets to ponies who love fun like we do
the attractions and reactions of the guests
where are the banners, what are our colors?
we need to hang this up everywhere
"Everywhere?" Of course, other wise who will know?
The streamers will fly across the sky
the glee of everyponies' faces as the confetties falls
Here's my list, there's the address and files
let's see who's available
call this and that and who and they
we need 

the party's almost here
it's not done till they leave!
always keep them wanting
give them what they want
What are our colors?

Pinkie kneeled on the end of bed, "See, original and poorly done. No copyright problems here."
"Ooo-kay? Wow, that was a lot." the unicorn rubbed her head.
Pinkie nodded, "Exactly. I'll be able to help you guys just a little. But Grey's going to come over and continue the whole thing."
"Continue? I don't think I can take more singing." RD said from her spot in the air.
"No, with the party! I think I'm going to knock out for a bit."
RD shook her head, "Okay, Pinkie. I guess we should go down stairs and wait then."
Pinkie waited for them to leave before turning to Discord, "Dizzy~ I don't feel woozy anymore! You want to cuddle?"
"Hmm, okay. But no getting me sick."





The girls sat around the cafe until the door chimed and the grey mare walked in. They had met her before but only for short times.
"Hello, Grey Faerie."
"Hello, Twilight. I'm here to help. Where's Pinkie?"
"In bed. She taking a nap with Discord."
"Ha! He's going to get sick." she said with a sly grin.
"How do you know?" Twilight said with a raised brow.
Grey shrugged, "I know everything. It just comes and goes. It's also rather unreliable. But, you work with what you got."
"Ooo-kay? Well, anyway..." Twilight started before getting cut off from Rainbow Dash.
"What was with that song? It was awful."
"I personally didn't write it. The other me did." Grey waved a hoof.
"Huh?"
"It's complicated."
Twilight takes this time to rub her head. Grey stares at her and raises an eyebrow. It's almost like Twilight's not used to unexplainable events. How silly.
"Anyway, the owners of the theater are coming to help."
"They are?"
"Yeah, they thought it would help what with Pinkie being sick and you gals having no idea about anything."
"Um, okay?"
They sit in silence and wait. Either for Grey to continue or for the owners to arrive.





The door swung open in a clatter of bell chimes. An orange unicorn mare with grey hair walked in talking excitedly to her companion. The other mare was a beautiful blue/blue Pegasus with a large silver flower in her hair.