It wasn't until almost midnight that the party finally drew to a close, by which time Soarin, Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo were well on their way to Manehattan for the remainder of their vacation. As the last of the other guests filed out of Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie and Braeburn thanked Cheese Sandwich for giving them one of the best parties they had ever had.
“No trouble at all, guys,” the brown-orange stallion replied modestly. “Just glad to be of service. No doubt we'll meet again?”
“You bet, Cheese!” conceded Braeburn emphatically. “Thanks again!”
With that, Cheese Sandwich turned and made his way down the road, leaving an exhausted but wholly satisfied Pinkie Pie and Braeburn to head upstairs and settle down for the night. This last week had truly been an eventful one – and admittedly rather trying too – but even though one small mistake had nearly ruined everything for the two Earth ponies, neither of them could be any happier with the way it had all turned out in the end.
As Braeburn hung up his hat and vest before climbing into bed with Pinkie Pie, he couldn't help but smile as he reflected on how well he had been taking all these huge changes in his life. It was still so hard to believe that, previously to this, he had been having such severe doubts about leaving Appleloosa behind – but now, he could think of nowhere he would rather live than in Sugarcube Corner with his beloved party animal.
Pinkie Pie let out a soft, contented sigh as she and Braeburn snuggled up to each other. “This really is the greatest day ever,” she said. “I'm so glad I have you here in my life, Braeburn.”
“Ah owe it all to you, Pinkie,” replied Braeburn. “There's no Ponyville without y'all around,” and he planted a tender kiss on her lips.
“Oh, Braesy,” murmured Pinkie Pie softly, “that's so sweet of you to say so. I love you so much.”
“An' Ah love y'all too,” said Braeburn fondly.
Pinkie Pie said no more, but smiled happily and snuggled even closer to Braeburn as the two of them finally drifted off to sleep. Gone were her days of lying awake in bed until the early hours, sorely wishing for the one she loved to find her, to tell her how he felt, to promise that he would stay by her side for the rest of their lives; Braeburn was here to stay, and nothing was going to change that any time soon.
For the first time in months, the pink-furred mare felt as though her life was officially complete.