The foals giggled. “Grand Dolloping Gala,“ said Pound Cake.

“No, silly. It's not 'Grand Dolloping Gala', there's no ice cream at the gala,“ said Pinkie. “The gala's too boring for that anyway.“

“The Grand...Walloping Gala?“ Pumpkin cutely tilted her head.

Pinkie shook her head. “Again, there's no punching at the gala. Although that would be fun on Rarity's behalf, to do with Blueblood.“

“I heard that!“ called Rarity. “Although...she's not partially wrong...“

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