Sweet Apple Acres. With it's large, red barn and open fields of apple trees, it was the central food distributor for all of Ponyville.
It was a sight that brought Luna some of her first good memories since returning to Equestria. She paid the stallion extra to move her cart to the party location while she strolled up to the barn house. She passed by a sign that said 'Party Business Only'. She then proceeded to knock on the front door.
"No, THANK you!" a voice from inside boomed, "We don't want anymore wishes, 'well dones', or distant relatives until the party!"
"And what about royal friends?" Luna said in response. The door opened, revealing an elderly green mare with a white mane, wearing a light brown coat.
"Luna?" the mare said in shock.
"Dear Granny Smith."
"Oh, dear Luna." Granny and Luna hugged each other with varying degrees of tightness.
"Hard to believe it," Luna said as the two finished their hug, "One-hundred and thirty-three years old, by Celestia." Luna then placed a hoof on Granny's shoulder. "You seem to be getting younger every day." The two then laughed as they entered the house.
"Would like some tea, or maybe something a bit stronger," Granny said as she took one of Luna's bags, and placed it on a shelf. "I've got a bottle of the old Winniage glass. 1296, very good year. Almost as old as I am. Haha." Granny then proceeded towards the kitchen.
"Just tea, thank you." Luna responded as she walked towards the kitchen, but stopped in a room between the entrance room and the kitchen. It had a fireplace on one side, and a table in front of a window on the opposite side. A book laid on the table, which drew Luna's curiosity. She walked over to it, placing her sword against the wall.
She opened the book, and it detailed one of Granny's journey 'The Journey to the Foal Mountain'. Can't keep the past in the past, can you, old mare? Luna thought playfully.
"I can make you some pies, if you~" Granny began to say, but found that Luna was no longer in the room. "Luna?"
"Just tea," Luna said as she popped out behind her, "thank you."
"Oh, right," Granny sighed as Luna took a seat at the kitchen table. "You bon't mind if I eat, bo you?" Granny said as she had bread in her mouth.
"Not at all."
A loud banging came from the front door as Granny quickly swallowed the bread.
"GRANNY!" a cranky voice came from outside, "Granny Smith!"
"I'm not at home," Granny whispered to Luna as she walked further into the kitchen. "I've got to get away from all these relatives, fans, and ponies wanting my land, never giving me a moment's peace. I want to go on mountains again, mountains, Luna. I want to see Blackwall Birchshield. And then I want a quiet place to finish my book." Granny then notice the kettle slightly popping. "Oh, tea."
"So, you mean to go through with your plan." Luna said as she took a sip.
"Yes, yes," Granny said as she slid a cup of tea to Luna and sat down, "everything's been arranged."
"Sweetie Belle suspects something, and I bet Applebloom does, too."
"Of course Applebloom does," Granny said as she poured herself a cup of cider, "She's an Apple, not some clueless foal from Manehatten. And Sweetie Belle, well, she may not be related by blood, but that filly's got a heart as strong as any Apple."
"Sweetie looks up to you, nearly as much as she looks up to her sister." Luna replied as she finished her cup.
Granny kind smile made a disappointing from, "Yes, that much she does. She probably would come along if I asked her, if she got past Rarity." Granny then walked towards the kitchen window. "I think, in her heart, Sweetie Belle still loves Ponyville. Her crusaders, Miss Cheerilee, Sugarcube Corner." She then placed her two front hooves under the window.
"I'm old, Luna," she said as she walked towards Luna, having a hoof in one of her pockets, as if holding something, "I know I don't look like it, but I feel..." Granny then sat down next to Luna, "thin. Like butter placed over too much bread." Luna saw that Granny had a 'thousand-yard stare' in her eyes. "I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't think I will return. In fact, I mean not to."
Granny then noticed that the sky was getting darker. She looked at Luna, and saw her horn was glowing. "Enough with sad talks," she said as she got up, "Let's go outside and enjoy the sunset."
"Or the moonrise," Granny said, earning a grin from Luna.
As they lights of the party site in Ponyville began lighting up, Granny and Luna sat on top of a hill overlooking most of the town. This was something of a pastime for Granny and Luna, when Granny couldn't get any sleep. Granny was using what appeared to be a smoking pipe.
"So," Granny said, taking the pipe out, "how is that colt friend of yours? What was his name? Bolva? Cotra? Carvo?"
"Colva," Luna replied, stopping Granny from taking any more guesses, "and, from what I heard, he said that he would be somewhere in Iridia."
"Iri-what?"
"Some territory north of here, between Canterlot and the Crystal Empire. Based on what I found out from the Crystal Empire's archives, Iridia is a large, open territory, with towns like Appleossa in it. Since all the other lords couldn't spare anything to govern this land when it's king died, my sister decided to make a pony by the name of Fancy Pants it's new lord. It is a kingdom which prides itself on ground forces. From what I read about how they battle, no matter what the challenge is, they face it head on."
"Sounds like somepony I know," Granny said as she noticed a blue, rainbow-mane pegasus flying around and setting up decorations. She then noticed that Luna was eyeing her smoking pipe with interest.
"Special new thing some inventor made in Vanhoover," Granny said as she blew a ring of smoke out of her mouth, "Only a quarter as enjoyable as actual smoking, but nonlethal in the long run."
Luna summoned a small portion of a could, forming into an airship, and had it fly through the ring.
"Luna, my friend," Granny said as she chuckled, putting the pipe back in her mouth, "This will surely be a night to remember."