Sunday morning, we rub muzzles and make the bed.

“I can’t believe I’ve been so… happy… for a whole week!”

“Is it your first week with friends?”

“Y-yeah,” I reply, “I haven’t felt this loved since before my family died.”

“You’re in for a real surprise,” Fluttershy coos.

I smile and head downstairs. She follows and escorts me to the bakery.

We barely get in the door when Pinkie Pie tickles my nose with a party horn. I sneeze.

“Gesundheit!”

“Thanks,” I smile, “what’s with the party?”

“It’s your ‘First-Week-of-Having-Friends-in-Ponyville’ party!”

I smile even more, noticing the red velvet cake with red frosting. It’s decorated with a rim of cherries. And then I see the bowl of blood-red punch. I ask, “How did you know my favorite color?”

“I just guessed,” Pinkie shrugs. She shows me a crate.

“Oh, my…”

A caw can be heard. I open the crate… and a raven perches himself onto my hoof.

“That’s a pretty big raven,” Rainbow muses.

“I’m gonna call him… Edgar,” I smile, kissing him on the head.

“Why Edgar?”

“After my favorite author, Edgar Allan Poeny.”

We cheer. The festivities begin in a blast of music. It goes on and on for hours… and I love it. This has been my first week of true happiness… I hope I have more like this week. Happiness is a product of friendship… and friendship is magic.

Author's Note

Happy endings!