Voce di Bellezza

There is an incredibly audible thumping coming from somewhere inside your house. You try to ignore it, for you are trying your hardest to sleep; you absolutely abhor mornings with a strong passion. Despite your hardest efforts you find yourself fully awake, searching your room for the obnoxious sound. You spend ten minutes of your time searching for it, and you find it. The sound turns out to be no more than blood rushing through your ears. You sigh, this has been happening for a few weeks now, but you haven't the slightest clue as to why. You push the thought to the back of your mind, it will most likely happen tomorrow, but you'll worry about that when it comes.

You walk over to the window that resides on the opposite side of your room from your bed, you want to take a look at the world outside. It is a bright, sunny day without a cloud in the sky; ponies are going along with their daily business, everything seems right in the world. The view of the events happening outside causes a smile to creep across your lips. You turn away from your window and make your way to the door to your room and grasp the knob with your teeth and open it. On your way out you close the door gingerly with your rear left hoof and continue to walk through the hallway; the front door loses distance as your steps drum on the floor underneath you.

You repeat the process that you had carried out when leaving your room to get out of your house; it was too good of a day to stay inside. Outside now you take a stroll to Sugarcube Corner, not that you want any sweets, but you want to stop in to see your friend, Pinkie Pie. You take your time, not really in any rush to do anything today, it was a Sunday. As you walk you see the schoolhouse, there are foals swarming into the front door, some of them with cutie marks, some without, the teacher holding open the door. The teacher was a slightly overweight stallion with scissors for his cutie mark, Snips, the pony you had least expected to be a teacher, the pony you thought had his cutie mark because he ran with scissors, but he does his job well. You stop by to say a quick hello to him and continue on your way.

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After what seemed like thirty minutes of walking and interacting with other ponies you have finally reached Sugarcube Corner. You make your way through the open door, through which you are instantly greeted by Pinkie... This does not in any way take you by surprise. She jumps on top of you and spins on your back, something that you have grown to handle in the past few years. After about five seconds you ask her how the weather is in Pinkietown, she answers with a nice, cheery "Bright, happy and full of candy floss!" Her weather report is followed by her jumping off of your back, landing on the floor to your left. "The same as every day!"

You chuckle at this. "Well, that's good, at least you aren't down in the dark dumps." You nudge the pink pony standing next to you; she giggles. You continue, "So, anything new or important you think I should know about?"

Pinkie nods, "Yeah, take a look at that poster over there." She points to the right of both of you with a hoof and you follow her hoof and notice the poster. You walk over to it while Pinkie is still talking, you hear the words "concert" and "used to live in Ponyville." But you let the poster explain rather than your friend.

The title reads:

Concerto Finale

You become curious, Final Concert? You continue to read.

Come see the show that will blow you off your hooves; the final performance of the marvelous, the beautiful Sweetie Belle is going to be happening next Friday here in Ponyville!

You quickly take a glance at the bottom of the poster; it was posted yesterday. You continue.

This is a once in a lifetime show, so don't miss it! Please purchase tickets at any of these locations: Ponyville Library, Carousel Boutique or Ponyville Concert Hall.

You look back to Pinkie Pie, who is still talking, no surprise there. You ask her who Sweetie Belle is, you know you know the name, but can't place it to anypony in specific. She gives you an answer, "She's Rarity's little sister, you know Rarity, right?" You nod. "Well, Sweetie left Ponyville with her parents as soon as she got her cutie mark... I wonder why."

You blink, still somewhat confused, but you ask her another question. "Do you think I should buy tickets to this?" You think for a short moment and add on to the question. "Is Sweetie any good?" Pinkie answers both questions with a nod. You smile and thank her. "I guess I'll go buy myself a ticket then, see you later Pink."

She wraps her hooves around you in a hug before you go. "Have fun!" After saying this she turns you around and literally kicks you out. You chuckle, classic Pinkie Pie.

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You arrive at Carousel Boutique; you didn't want to buy your tickets at the concert hall, so you decided to buy them here. You open the door to see that Rarity and Applebloom are working as hard as ever, they don't take a look up from their work to greet you. But you are greeted by Opalescence, the cat that likes barely anypony. She seems to have softened over the years, because she just seems like a frail old cat now; you lean down and nuzzle her gingerly, she purrs in response.

You knock on the door and Rarity jumps out of her seat, Apple Bloom just looks at you somewhat drearily. The yellow earth pony nodded to you and came your way, leaving the work to Rarity for the time being. She starts with a friendly "Howdy!" She smiles, "What can I help you for?" You tell her that you want to buy tickets to Sweetie's show. Her smile becomes much larger when she hears Sweetie Belle's name. "I'll go get you one, but you can count your bits, it'll be twelve bits." She runs off as you pull out twelve bits.

After what isn't even a minute Apple Bloom comes back with the ticket. She trades it for the bits and thanks you. You turn around and hear her say "Have a nice day!"