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// Epilogue:  The Party Starts Again 
// Story: The Party is Over 
// by ChaoticHarmony 
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Dear Pound and Pumpkin Cake,


If you are reading this, it means I've gone to the great pony in the sky.  I write this with a sad heart, so I don't want you crying too!  If my last words caused you to cry, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself!  If you are reading this still, I want you to stay happy!  I want my last things that I leave on Equestria to be happy!  I suppose that this IS a will though, so let me get on with my possessions.



To the bestest foals I've ever sat on, I leave Sugar Cube corner.  This includes my magnificent cupcake recipes and party switches!  Buuuuuuuuut, you have to find them!

To all the ponies of Ponyville, I leave my secret ball and eyepatch stashes, just in case they have a ball or eyepatch emergency, those happen you know!

To all the ponies of Equestria, I leave an invitation that is included in this will.



By now, I'm sure you two are sad and crying about me.  I don't want you to do that!  I'm not sad to go to the pony world in the sky!  All my friends are waiting for me up there too.  They miss their own party pony.  So stop crying, and send my invitations!


Pound Cake put a hoof around his sister's shoulder, hugging her tightly and trying with no avail to hold in his own tears.  With shaking hooves, Pound turned the envelope over and shook it.  A small pink card came out of it, landing face-down on the ground.  Turning it over, he read the cover.  All it said was "You're Invited!"

And then he opened it with a shaking hoof the voice of Pinkie Pie echoed through the empty shop.


This is my singing last few words
I hope they find you well
All are invited to my funeral
Because you're all so swell

My death may be disaster
but it also can be great
There will be sadness and crying
My services first rate!

You may be sad and crying
both for me and for other stuff
but when it's all over
your tears I'll want to stop

No need to bring a gift
Being there will be enough
Funerals mean remembrance
not giving lots of stuff

It won't mean as much without you
So I hope you will say yes
So please oh please let me rest in peace
and come and be my guest


Hearing a giggle, Pound and Pumpkin looked over their shoulder to see their grandfoal, Sweetie Pie, dancing in time to the musical voice.  Out of nowhere, a balloon was pulled out of it's hiding spot.  Giggling at the face drawn on it, Sweetie Pie trotted over and handed it to Carrot Cake, looking at her with a hopeful smile.  Pound looked at his sister, and saw a sad smile spread slowly over Pumpkin's face.  

"The Party has only just begun sis."


Special thank you to CZFrank for pointing out my foalish error with the Cake's names!