As a moving out gift, I had been promised a home of my own, which isn't all that bad, when you stop, thinking of it.

I had chosen Ponyville for my first home. I had been looking forwards to have a home of my own, not merely a flat on an exclusive spot.

The party was topping everything off, though I soon realised, I had dumped myself in a heap of trouble and danger. Ponyville isn't quite the safe rural village I had pictured it to be.

Now I will have all the adventures I could wish for, and then some more. If only I knew of friends to have with me.