The New Town

As the train roared into the station, Twilight's stomach lurched. Why did Pinkie half  to go?

"Bye!" Pinkie then yells, waving her hoof. The doors lurch open. Pinkie enters.

Pinkie liked the inside of the the train. It was filled with red velvet plush. Pinkie flops down on a chair. Next to her sat a peach stallion with orange mane and tail. For most ponies he might he might have looked boring, but for Pinkie she saw a new friend.

"Hi mister! My name is Pinkie Pie! Who are you?"

"Uhh.. I'm Top-Styles, I'm a reporter pony..."

"Where you going on this trip?"

"Manehatten. You?"

Pinkie was about to answer, but then the air in-front her turned yellow and a scroll of parchment appeared.

"That from a friend of your's?"

Pinkie nodded and open it up it said,

Dear Pinkie,

It's me Celestia. Please don't tell anyone about this job. Why? I can't tell you yet.

Sorry about this,

Celestia.

Then the letter dissolved. "Fillydelphia."

"What!?"

"That's where I'm going."

"Okay..."

"I'm going to get a snack...that ok?"

"Yea, you have free will."

Pinkie nods he head and walks over to a small snack bar. Pinkie grabs a chocolate bar and sits down. Maybe Twily was right. Maybe the job was to hard. She couldn't even tell a pony where she was going!

"Hello?"  A mare says. She was a bat pony with flowing with white hair and tail. Her coat was pumpkin orange.

"Hey." Pinkie says dully for once.

"Sorry,but can you tell me where a train map is?"

"I don't know where one is.Sorry."

"That's ok." The pony turns and starts to leave.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Pumpkin Spice." The pony says hurriedly.

"Thanks!"

"Your welcome."