Love, Equestria

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FADE IN

EXT. APPLE FAMILY BARN - DAY

APPLEJACK, GRANNY SMITH, BIG MAC, AND APPLEBLOOM, ARE ALL GATHERED OUTSIDE THE BARN, PREPARING FOR SOME TYPE OF PICNIC.

THERE ARE THREE LONG TABLES WITH CLOTHS COVERED IN HEARTS, AND A LARGE HANGING CENTERPIECE IN THE SHAPE OF A MARE AND A STALLION.

APPLEBLOOM SKIPS WITH EXCITEMENT.

APPLEBLOOM:

Oh boy. This is gonna be the best Hearts and Hooves Day Festival of Love ever.

APPLEJACK CHUCKLES AT HER SISTER’S ENTHUSIASM.

APPLEJACK:

It sure is. Now listen up sugar-cube. I need you and your friends to go round town, and tell ever’one that the festival will be takin place here at 5:00 tomorrow. Can ya do that?

APPLEBLOOM IS ALREADY STARTING TO RUN OFF.

APPLEBLOOM:

Sure thing big sis. See ya later.

APPLEJACK CHUCKLES.

FADE TO:

INT. TWILIGHT’S HOUSE - DAY

TWILIGHT SPARKLE IS BUSY GOING OVER SOME BOOKS.

SPIKE IS BUSY LOVINGLY DUSTING A PICTURE OF RARITY ON A TABLE NEXT TO ONE OF THE BOOKSHELVES (HE STARES AT IT, HIS EYES TURNED TO HEARTS).

TWILIGHT:

Spike? Did you finish dusting the shelves yet?

MOST OF THE BOOKSHELVES APPEAR TO STILL BE QUITE DUSTY. SPIKE GIVES ANOTHER LOVING BRUSH TO THE PICTURE FRAME.

SPIKE:

Almost done Twilight. Just giving some extra TLC to this spot here.

TWILIGHT DOESN’T EVEN LOOK AROUND TO CHECK.

TWILIGHT:  

Spike, between the dusting and the steam treatment you’re giving it with your breath, I think she’s clean. Move along.

SPIKE LOOKS EMBARRASSED, AND QUICKLY STARTS ON THE SHELVES.

TWILIGHT ROLLS HER EYES AND SMILES BEHIND SPIKES BACK.

SUDDENLY, THERE’S AN URGENT SOUNDING KNOCK AT THE DOOR. TWILIGHT SETS HER BOOKS DOWN, AND GOES TO ANSWER IT.

I/E. TWILIGHT’S HOUSE/ FRONT DOOR - DAY

THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS ARE STANDING AT THE DOOR WITH BIG SMILES ON THEIR FACES.

APPLEBLOOM:

Hi Twilight.

TWILIGHT SMILES AT THEM.

TWILIGHT:

Oh, hello girls. How are you doing today?

THE CRUSADERS:

Splendid.

TWILIGHT LOOKS BACK AT HER BOOKS.

TWILIGHT:

Listen girls. I’m kind of busy at the moment. Did you need something?

SHE LOOKS AT THEM SUSPICIOUSLY.

TWILIGHT: (CONT’D)

Something ethical I hope.

THE CRUSADERS ALL GRIN SHEEPISHLY.

APPLEBLOOM:

Naw. We just wanted to let ya know that the Hearts and Hooves Day feast is gonna be taking place at the Apple Family residence at 5:00 tomorrow.

TWILIGHT SMILES.

TWILIGHT:

Well thanks girls.

SHE LOOKS OVER AT SPIKE, WHO IS ONCE AGAIN STARING AT THE PICTURE OF RARITY (AND ONLY HALFWAY DOING HIS CHORES).

TWILIGHT TURNS BACK TO THE CRUSADERS.

TWILIGHT: (CONT’D)

Spike’s hormones and I would love to attend. Will that be all?

APPLEBLOOM:

Yep. That’s all.

TWILIGHT:

Okay. We’ll see you then. Bye.

TWILIGHT CLOSES THE DOOR.

EXT. OUTSIDE TWILIGHT’S HOUSE - DAY

AS THE CRUSADERS WALK AWAY, SCOOTALOO LOOKS CONFUSED.

SCOOTALOO:

What are hormones?

THE OTHER CRUSADERS LOOK EQUALLY CONFUSED.

INT. SUGAR CUBE CORNER - DAY

PINKY PIE ZOOMS AROUND THE ROOM LIKE A TOP, CHEERING LIKE A MADPONY, AND SPOUTING A BUNCH OF RANDOM NONSENSE.

MR. AND MS. CAKE SIGH AND TURN TO THE CRUSADERS WHO ARE STANDING AT THE COUNTER.

MR. CAKE:

We’d love to attend.

THE CRUSADERS SMILE.

APPLEBLOOM:

Excellent.

PINKY CONTINUES TO SPIN LIKE A LOONY TOON, WHILE EVERYPONY ELSE TRIES TO IGNORE HER.

THE CAKES BOTH SMILE AND WAVE TO THE CRUSADERS AS THEY LEAVE THE SHOP.

MS. CAKE:

See you then.

THE DOOR CLOSES, AND PINKY STOPS GOING NUTS AT THAT EXACT SECOND.

PINKY PIE:

Oh my goodness! I’d love to come to the party. I’ll make sure to bring loads of sugar filled goodies.

THE CAKES LOOK HORRIFIED AT THIS NOTION, AND PINKY LOOKS AROUND.

PINKY PIE: (CONT’D)

Hey. Where they go?

INT. RARITY’S FASHION BOUTIQUE - DAY

RARITY IS BUSY WORKING ON AN ORDER OF DRESSES.

RARITY:

Why of course I’ll come. I shan’t miss it for the world.

THE CRUSADERS SMILE.

EXT. OUTSIDE FLUTTERSHY’S HOUSE - DAY

FLUTTERSHY IS BUSY GETTING BOSSED AROUND BY HER ‘PET’ RABBIT.

THE CRUSADERS STAND THERE WAITING.

FLUTTERSHY:

I’m sorry Angel. This party is really important. I’ll attend to your whims later. If you don’t mind.

ANGEL GLARES AT THE PILE OF CARROTS IN FRONT OF HIM AND STAMPS HIS FOOT, CAUSING FLUTTERSHY TO GIVE UP.

FLUTTERSHY: (CONT’D)

Oh I’m sorry girls. But Angel doesn’t want me to go.

THE CRUSADERS ROLL THEIR EYES.

APPLEBLOOM:

Oh yeah?

APPLEBLOOM STEPS RIGHT UP TO ANGEL.

APPLEBLOOM: (CONT’D)

Now you listen here ya dirty little varmint.

FLUTTERSHY LOOKS NERVOUS.

APPLEBLOOM: (CONT’D)

Yer gonna do what I say right this instant or I’ll be openin a can’uh whoop on your little Angel bunny backside.

FLUTTERSHY LOOKS LIKE SHE’S GOING TO FAINT.

THE CRUSADERS ALL FROWN AT ANGEL, WHO GRABS A CARROT AND STOMPS INTO THE HOUSE.

FLUTTERSHY LOOKS VERY UPSET.

FLUTTERSHY:

Oh dear girls. I think you made him grumpy. I better see how he’s doing.

SCOOTALOO FACE-HOOVES HERSELF.

SCOOTALOO:

Fluttershy you can’t keep letting him think he’s the boss of you.

FLUTTERSHY:

I know but I -

APPLEBLOOM:

Just ignore him and he’ll get the message.

FLUTTERSHY:

Are you sure that will work?

THE CRUSADERS ALL NOD AND SMILE.

FLUTTERSHY: (CONT’D)

Okay.

SHE STARTS TO WALK OFF WITH THE CRUSADERS, BUT THEN TURNS BACK TO THE DOOR.

FLUTTERSHY: (CONT’D)

I’m ignoring you Angel Bunny. I’m so sorry.

THE CRUSADERS SIGH IN UNISON.

EXT. FIELD NEAR RIVER - DAY

RAINBOWDASH LOOKS DOWN AT THE CRUSADERS FROM HER CLOUD. SHE SEEMS LESS THAN THRILLED ABOUT THE INVITE.

SCOOTALOO SMILES.

SCOOTALOO:

You could make a sonic rainboom, and shower all the special someponies in a romantic rainbow glow.

RAINBOWDASH SMILES.

RAINBOWDASH:

Okay. I still think it sounds like a major gag festival, but I’ll be there.

THE CRUSADERS HOOF-BUMP EACH OTHER.

EXT. VARIOUS HOUSES AROUND PONYVILLE - DAY

THE CRUSADERS GO AROUND TO DIFFERENT HOUSES INVITING EVERYPONY TO THE HEARTS AND HOOVES DAY FEAST.

EACH PONY THEY COME ACROSS SEEMS TO BE DELIGHTED TO ATTEND.

EXT. OUTSIDE TOWN HALL - EVENING

THE CRUSADERS ARE ALL LOOK VERY TIRED.

ALL OF A SUDDEN, APPLEBLOOM NOTICES SOMETHING.

APPLEBLOOM:

Whoops.

SCOOTALOO AND SWEETIE-BELL LOOK AT HER.

SWEETIE-BELL:

What is it?

APPLEBLOOM POINTS HER HOOF AT SOMEPONY ACROSS THE TOWN SQUARE. IT’S BON-BON, CARRYING A BUNCH OF FLOWERS.

THE CRUSADERS:

Whoops.

THE CRUSADERS RUN TO INVITE BON-BON TO THE PARTY.

BON-BON SMILES, AND GENTLY PLACES THE FLOWERS ON THE GROUND WHEN SHE SEES THE CRUSADERS.

BON-BON:

Hello girls. What are you all doing?

APPLEBLOOM:

We wanted to invite you to the Hearts and Hooves Day Feast. It’s at the Apple Family place at 5 tomorrow. Can you make it?

BON-BON LOOKS DELIGHTED.

BON-BON:

Oh thank you girls. It would be a delight to attend the festivities.

APPLEBLOOM:

Wonderful. Say could you tell Lyra?

BON-BON SMILES.

BON-BON:

I sure will.

THE CRUSADERS TURN TO GO, AND BON-BON BENDS DOWN TO PICK UP THE FLOWERS SHE WAS CARRYING, BUT THEN APPLEBLOOM TURNS BACK TO HER.

APPLEBLOOM:

By the way. Are those flowers for your special somepony?

BON-BON GIGGLES.

BON-BON:

They sure are.

SWEETIE-BELL GIVES A JOYFUL SKIP.

SWEETIE-BELL:

Well be sure to bring him to the party tomorrow.

THE CRUSADERS:

Bye bye.

THE CRUSADERS ALL RUN OFF, AND BON-BON STARES AFTER THEM WITH A RATHER UPSET LOOK ON HER FACE.

INT. LYRA AND BON-BON’S HOUSE - EVENING

LYRA AND BON-BON’S HOUSE IS BRIGHT AND INVITING. THERE ARE BOWLS OF CANDY AND MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS PLACED ALL AROUND THE ROOM. THE WHOLE PLACE SEEMS VERY INVITING. THE FLOWERS THAT BON-BON BOUGHT ARE IN A VASE ON A TABLE NEXT TO THE COUCH.

BON-BON IS PACING THE FLOOR, WHILE LYRA IS SITTING IN HER USUAL ODD POSTURE ON THE COUCH.

BON-BON:

And then they said I should bring my special somepony.

LYRA:

So what’s the problem? Your special somepony would love to go the party with you.

BON-BON STOPS PACING AND LOOKS AT LYRA.

LYRA: (CONT’D)

What’s wrong Bons?

BON-BON:

No one seems to know Lyra.

LYRA:

So why don’t you tell them? At the party. Just tell everypony the secret.

BON-BON LOOKS DOWN AT THE FLOOR SADLY, AND LYRA HOPS OFF THE COUCH, AND PUTS A HOOF NEXT TO ONE OF BON-BON’S HOOVES.

LYRA: (CONT’D)

What are you afraid of Bon-Bon?

BON-BON DOESN’T LOOK UP.

BON-BON:

What if everypony doesn’t like it?

LYRA STANDS ON HER HIND-LEGS.

LYRA:

So what?

BON-BON LAUGHS.

BON-BON:

Okay. I’ll tell them tomorrow. Thanks Lyra.

LYRA GETS DOWN ON ALL FOURS AND WRAPS HER HOOVES AROUND BON-BON IN A HUG.

EXT. APPLE FAMILY BARN - DAY

THERE IS A HUGE CROWD OF PONIES GATHERED OUTSIDE THE APPLE FAMILY BARN. THERE ARE APPLE BASED DELICACIES ON THE TABLES.

APPLEJACK SMILES AT THE CRUSADERS.

APPLEJACK:

I sure do ‘preciate ya’ll tellin ever’one bout the party. Ya’ll done good.  

APPLEBLOOM NUZZLES HER BIG SIS AFFECTIONATELY.

APPLEBLOOM:

Happy to help Big Sis

NEARBY THE MAYOR IS BUSY TALKING WITH CHERILEE IN FRONT OF A LARGE TRAY OF APPLE MUFFINS.

MAYOR:

So Ms. Cherilee, do you have a special somepony?

CHERILEE LOOKS A LITTLE SAD, BUT SMILES IN SPITE OF THIS.

CHERILEE:

Well Big Mac and I dated for a bit after the Crusaders tried to set us up, but we decided we wouldn’t work out.

THE MAYOR REGARDS CHERILEE SYMPATHETICALLY. AS SHE DOES SO, DERPY HOOVES WALKS BY, SPOTS THE MUFFIN TRAY, AND QUICKLY GRABS UP THE ENTIRE PLATTER. THEN SHE WALKS OFF WITH IT.

MAYOR:

Oh well. Don’t give up. While you’re searching, try a muffin. They’re really quite good.

CHERILEE:

Thank you.

CHERILEE LOOKS AT THE EMPTY TABLE. THE MAYOR STARES TOO.

CHERILEE: (CONT’D)

That mailmare.

INT. THE APPLE FAMILY BARN - DAY

BON-BON AND LYRA ARE IN THE BARN. BON-BON IS PACING AGAIN.

LYRA:

Bon-Bon. Come on. Everypony will be waiting for us.

BON-BON STOPS PACING.

BON-BON:

What if it ruins the party?

LYRA SMILES.

LYRA:

I’ll be right here.

BON-BON SMILES.

BON-BON:

Thanks Lyra. You’re the best.

JUST THEN, APPLEJACK APPEARS AT THE DOOR.

APPLEJACK:

Hey what’r y’all doin in here? Come out. The Mayors makin an announcement.

BON-BON AND LYRA LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND SMILE.

BON-BON:

Coming Applejack.

EXT. APPLE FAMILY BARN - DAY

THE MAYOR AND GRANNY-SMITH ARE AT A PODIUM NEAR THE HEAD OF ONE OF THE TABLES.

MAYOR:

May I have your attention everypony?

THE CROWD SETTLES DOWN, AND TURNS THEIR ATTENTION ON THE MAYOR.

MAYOR: (CONT’D)

Thank you all. Now first of all, I want to thank the Apple family for providing the space for this years Hearts and Hooves Day, Festival of Love.

EVERYPONY STAMPS THEIR HOOVES IN APPLAUSE.

MAYOR: (CONT’D)

And now it’s time for the annual Dance of Romance.

EVERYPONY EXCHANGES EXCITED WHISPERS.

GRANNY-SMITH TAKES THE PODIUM.

GRANNY SMITH:

So everypony grab somepony, cause we’re about to get down.

GRANNY-SMITH ATTEMPTS TO DO A LITTLE DANCE MOVE, AND PULLS A MUSCLE.

GRANNY SMITH: (CONT’D)

Oh my goodness.

THE MAYOR LOOKS CONCERNED.

MAYOR:

Are you okay?

GRANNY-SMITH SMILES AT THE MAYOR.

GRANNY SMITH:

Oh don’t worry. I’m a tough old cookie.

EXT. UP THE HILL A LITTLE WAYS FROM THE BARN - DAY

EVERYPONY IS DANCING TO A REMIXED VERSION OF ‘THE PERFECT STALLION’ WHICH IS BEING PROVIDED BY VINYL-SCRATCH.  

RARITY IS DANCING WITH SPIKE (WELL ACTUALLY SPIKE IS ALLOWING RARITY TO STOMP ALL OVER HIS FEET, BUT HE DOESN’T SEEM TO MIND THIS, BEING IN A ROMANTIC STUPOR).

BON-BON AND LYRA ARE NEARBY NOT DANCING.

LYRA:

Well?

BON-BON HESITATES.

BON-BON:

I still don’t know.

JUST THEN, THE CRUSADERS WALK UP TO THE TWO MARES.

APPLEBLOOM:

Hey y’all. Aren’t ya gonna join?

LYRA:

We’d love to. Thank you Applebloom.

THE CRUSADERS ALL LOOK AROUND.

SCOOTALOO:

So do you have a special somepony too Lyra?

LYRA SMILES AT THE CRUSADERS, AND BON-BON LOOKS NERVOUS.

LYRA:

Why yes I do.

SWEETIE-BELL SMILES.

SWEETIE-BELL:

That’s great. Can we meet him?

BON-BON LOOKS TOTALLY EMBARRASSED, AND LYRA FROWNS.

LYRA:

First of all, who said it was a he.

THE CRUSADERS LOOK CONFUSED, AND BON-BON TAKES A DEEP BREATH.

BON-BON:

We have something we’d like you all to know.

THE CRUSADERS SMILE.

APPLEBLOOM:

Yes?

BON-BON:

Well you see girls, everypony deserves to find a special somepony don’t you think.

THE CRUSADERS ALL NOD.

SCOOTALOO:

Absolutely.

BON-BON:

Well I’m glad to know you think so. Because I’d like you to meet mine.

THE CRUSADERS LOOK AROUND WITH BIG GRINS.

APPLEBLOOM:

Where?

BON-BON LOOKS UPSET. LYRA ROLLS HER EYES AND GIVES A LITTLE COUGH.

LYRA:

Girls.

THE CRUSADERS LOOK AT LYRA.

SWEETIE-BELL:

Is your special somepony gonna come over too?

LYRA:

They’re already here.

THE CRUSADERS LOOK CONFUSED.

APPLEBLOOM:

Huh?

BON-BON STEPS UP NEXT TO LYRA.

BON-BON:

Girls. Lyra is my special somepony.

LYRA:

And I’m hers.

THE CRUSADERS STILL LOOK A BIT CONFUSED.

SWEETIE-BELL:

But I’ve never heard of anything like that. I’ve only seen mares and stallions together.

LYRA:

Well you’d be surprised. Chances are, there may be somepony you know who loves other mares the same way I love Bon-Bon.

SCOOTALOO:

Can stallions like other stallions as their special somepony too?

BON-BON:

Of course.

THE CRUSADERS ALL SMILE THOUGHTFULLY, AND LYRA SMILES AT BON-BON.

LYRA:

There now you see? Was that such a scary thing?

BON-BON SMILES BACK.

BON-BON:

I guess not.

A RANDOM TOWNSPONY WALKS UP TO THEM.

TOWNSPONY:

Hello. What are you all talking about?

APPLEBLOOM:

We just found out that Bon-Bon and Lyra are each others special someponies.

THE TOWNSPONY LOOKS AGHAST.

TOWNSPONY:

But that’s so unnatural.

BON-BON LOOKS NERVOUS, BUT LYRA STANDS UP TO THE RUDE PONY.

LYRA:

And what’s so wrong about two mares or two stallions being in love?

TOWNSPONY:

Why nothing at all. I just think that you should keep your unhealthy lifestyles to yourselves.

LYRA SPUTTERS ANGRILY. OTHER PONIES HAVE BEGUN TO TAKE NOTICE AND ARE STARTING TO FORM A SMALL CROWD AROUND THE DEBATE. APPLEBLOOM LOOKS AT LYRA (WHO SEEMS TO BE AT A LOSS FOR WHAT TO SAY).

APPLEBLOOM:

Unhealthy huh? I don’t know. They seem pretty healthy to me.

TOWNSPONY:

Yes but that’s just because you’re young and impressionable. You’re still children.

APPLEJACK STEPS UP.

APPLEJACK:

Yer right. They are still children.

BON-BON LOOKS NERVOUS, AND THE TOWNSPONY NODS IN AGREEMENT.

TOWNSPONY:

Then you see my point?

APPLEJACK:

Actually I don’t.

TOWNSPONY:

You shouldn’t be letting young fillies and colts be influenced by ponies like them.

THE TOWNSPONY WAVES A HOOF AT LYRA AND BON-BON, AND TWILIGHT STEPS FORWARD.

TWILIGHT:

Ponies who love and care for each other? Ponies who cherish each other just like special someponies should?

THE TOWNSPONY SEEMS AT A LOSS FOR WORDS, AND TWILIGHT STEPS UP NEXT TO BON-BON AND LYRA.

TWILIGHT: (CONT’D)

It seems to me, that there are a lot worse things in Equestria, than two mares who are special someponies with each other.

MOST OF THE OTHER PONIES IN THE CROWD GIVE LITTLE INDICATIONS OF APPROVAL. THE TOWNSPONY STILL DOESN’T APPEAR TO AGREE, BUT STEPS AWAY AND IS QUITE.

TWILIGHT SMILES, AND TURNS TO LYRA AND BON-BON.

TWILIGHT: (CONT’D)

Why did you two never tell us?

BON-BON:

I guess I was just worried that there might be some ponies who would look down on us if they knew.

RARITY STEPS FORWARD (WITH SPIKE HOT ON HER TAIL).

RARITY:

Oh darling of course you’ll run into a few ponies who think it’s wrong to have another mare as your special somepony, but who cares?

LYRA SMILES AND NUZZLES BON-BON AFFECTIONATELY.

FLUTTERSHY STEPS FORWARD.

FLUTTERSHY:

I think it’s sweet. It’s love.

TWILIGHT NODS.

TWILIGHT:

That’s right Fluttershy. Everypony should get the chance to fall in love with the pony they were meant to be with.

JUST THEN A FEW OF THE PONIES GASPS AND BOW, AS PRINCESS CELESTIA STEPS UP BEHIND TWILIGHT, WHO LOOKS CONFUSED.

TWILIGHT: (CONT’D)

Well thank you, but I didn’t think it was that impressive of a speech.

CELESTIA:

I don’t know. I liked it.

TWILIGHT JUMPS AND TURNS AROUND.

TWILIGHT:

Princess Celestia. I didn’t see you.

CELESTIA CHUCKLES.

CELESTIA:

That’s alright Twilight. It seems that everypony here has learned an important lesson today.

SHE BENDS DOWN TO THE CRUSADERS, AND SMILES.

APPLEBLOOM SMILES UP AT THE PRINCESS.

APPLEBLOOM:

We sure did your highness. We learned that there are all kinds of love in Equestria.

SCOOTALOO:

And they all deserve to be celebrated.

SWEETIE-BELL:

And you shouldn’t just go around making assumptions without getting to know somepony first.

CELESTIA STRAIGHTENS UP.

CELESTIA:

I couldn’t have said it better myself. I think you’re all very wise little ponies. You have love and acceptance in your hearts.

APPLEBLOOM:

Thanks yer majesty.

CELESTIA LEANS IN CLOSE TO THE CRUSADERS.

CELESTIA:

Just keep that love and acceptance alive in your hearts, and it will lead you all to what you’re trying to find.

SCOOTALOO:

Yes your majesty. We will.

CELESTIA STRAIGHTENS UP AGAIN.

CELESTIA:

Rainbowdash?

RAINBOWDASH FLIES INTO THE AIR.

RAINBOWDASH:

Yeah princess?

CELESTIA:

May we have the sonic rainboom please?

RAINBOWDASH GRINS AND FLIES UP A LITTLE HIGHER INTO THE AIR.

RAINBOWDASH:

Hold on everypony, cause here comes the awesomeness.

A FEW RANDOM BACKGROUND PONIES STEP UP CLOSE TO THEIR SPECIAL SOMEPONIES. MR. AND MS. CAKE DO AS WELL. CELESTIA SMILES AT LYRA AND BON-BON, WHO STEP CLOSE TO EACH OTHER.

RAINBOWDASH BLASTS OFF INTO THE SKY, AND SCOOTALOO FLAPS HER WINGS WITH EXCITEMENT.

SCOOTALOO:

Cool.

SUDDENLY, THERE’S AN EXPLOSION OF COLOR, AND WE SEE THE WHOLE PARTY, SURROUNDED BY A LARGE HEART SHAPED RAINBOW.

ON THE GROUND (PLEASE NOTE THAT CELESTIA HAS DISAPPEARED), PINKY PIE PULLS HER PARTY-CANNON FROM OUT OF NOWHERE (ACTUALLY IT WAS FROM THE LEFT SIDE OF THE SCREEN).

PINKY PIE:

This is the best Festival of Love ever!

SHE BLASTS STREAMERS INTO THE AIR, AND LYRA AND BON-BON SMILE AT ALL THEIR FRIENDS.

BON-BON:

Thank you everypony. You’re the best friends we could ever ask for.

CELESTIA SMILES FROM UP IN THE SKY.

CELESTIA:

They certainly are.

SHE SMILES AT US, AND THE SCREEN GOES BLACK VIA A HEART SHAPED TRANSITION.

CREDITS.

FADE OUT.