Moving to a small village sounds inviting, like a Picnic. From the bustling Megapolis Edo, it will be an idyllic experience and existence. Maybe it isn’t quite as quiet as expected.

The party Pony, Pinkie Pie insists on throwing their welcome to Ponyville party. How does one convince her not to? There is no end in sight. Just that the small village by the edge of the forest isn’t quite as rustic, serene or slow going as they had pictured it, all the many a month ago, as they set up ordering the cottage built.

What will life have in store? What will it be like, living among Ponies left and right?