Doing Dirty Work

"I am staying here."Ambrosia thought that night.

The Stars twinkled outside. Get seems to twinkle in agreement. Even the moon appeared to encourage her with its soft beams if moon light that flowed through the window.

Pinkie was fast asleep,missing the beautiful sky show.

Pinkie was so nice. No one in Hive would have ever done that. They would've kicked her to the curb as if she was a piece if trash. Even if she was a queen. No one cared.

Here ponies cared and were nice.

Ambrosia looked at Pinkie.

Ambrosia then slipped into the bed with Pinkie and hugged her tightly.

It felt good to hug her. She was warm unlike the changeling exoskeletons.

The stars stilled shined on her hugging ceremony.

Ambrosia though could never get this view from the city. The city lights would just out shine the stars,but in Ponyville they were free to shine.

Ambrosia was free to shine.

Not cooped up by some stupid city.

The stupid city she would never go to again. It was official.

She would never return as long as she lived.