I remember the memory vividly. That faithful night that Spike had kissed me. That faithful night that he looked into my eyes, and he said "Your eyes sparkle like the full moon.." I blushed at him saying this. It wasn't that I wasn't used to this, it's just the fact that my sister had always chased away the colts that ever said so. For mares of our stature, She was extremely overprotective. He pulled me in..and we locked lips. We spent the night together. Nothing happened, we just stared at the stars and talked. I wasn't one for talking. I was into action!...wow, That came out wrong. But with him..I felt I could talk forever. I wanted us to stare into eachother's eyes, and just give eachother compliments every moment we could.

Sweetie Belle trotted to the Train Station with the other girls; Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom. "Hey girls, Can you believe that we know a prince?" Sweetie Belle exclaimed, and Applebloom tilts her head.

"What in tarnation are you jabbering about?" "You know, Spike!" Scootaloo stares at Sweetie Belle like everyone looks at Screwball.

"Spike? PRINCE?" Scootaloo exclaims, as Sweetie Belle begins to elaborate.

"Spike is essentially Princess Twilight's son, right?" Applebloom and Scootaloo nod. "So, based on my royalty knowledge, Spike is a Prince!" Sweetie Belle grins, and trots to the ticket station. "Three tickets to the Sunrise Empire, please!" She giggles to the conductor, who scowls.

"I hope you're not there to see the princess." He mutters, as he hands over the tickets, in exchange for ample bits.

"Why's that?"

"Sunrise Castle is sealed off from the public. You'd need a royal letter to get in."

"Well, maybe I have one." Sweetie Belle remarks, and trots to the Train. "Come on, Girls!" She leaps into the first train car, and flashed the tickets to the Ticketmaster. She sat down in a booth, and waved over her friends.

"So, Anyone wondering what Spike would want from us?" Scootaloo asks. "Wow, Scoots, You seem real interested in Spike."

"Shut up, Applebloom!"

"I'm just sayin'..." They begin to rant at eachother, while Sweetie Belle takes everything from the dessert cart.

"Girls, shut your traps and load up!" Sweetie Belle calls out, and Apple Bloom and Scootaloo stare at the miraculous amount of desserts.

"Whoa~ Food!" Scootaloo begins to devour the Sundaes. Applebloom, however, began drinking hot apple cider.

"Uhm, Applebloom.." Sweetie Belle calls out. "That stuff's alcohol." The message fell of deft ears, as Applebloom went from one mug to another. Scootaloo reached for an apple fritter, in an attempt not to provoke Applebloom.

"Hey, Sweet-*hic!*-Cheeks!" Apple Bloom takes the fritter. "If you wanted a fritter, you could have just gotten one from my-*Hic!*-Pants~" Applebloom cackles, and Sweetie Belle just stares in disgust.

"Ugh! So uncouth.." She growls. Scootaloo blushes, and goes back to loading up on the ice creams.

"Hee-Yoo~" Applebloom howls, and loads up on all sorts of apple-treats. They remained untouched, because Applebloom passed out on the floor about three seconds later.

"This is going to be a long Trip.." Sweetie Belle mutters.

Author's Note

Aaand, HEEERES DRUNK!APPLEBLOOM!