The Ticket Master - Real Episode (3)

A/N: There were parts in this episode where the dialogue of certain characters lacked ponyisms. (Somepony, anypony, etc.) I made adjustments where necessary, but I felt compelled to alert you that the dialogue may not exactly match what was said in the episode because of this. For more Real Episodes, be sure to watch me. I plan to do the whole series over time.

The Ticket Master

Chapter 4: The Solution

Twilight and Spike teleported into the library common room. It was dark out. They had evaded the crowd long enough to get them away from her residence. “Quick! Lock the doors!” Unicorn and dragon raced about the house, locking doors and shutting out lights as they went.

Every door sealed, and every light extinguished, the two let out a sigh of relief. It was to be short lived, however, as the common room light flicked on, and Twilight’s five friends stood there, smiling.

Twilight lost it. She screamed at the top of her lungs. “I can’t take it anymore! I can’t decide, I just can’t decide! It’s important to all of you and I don’t want to disappoint any of you and giving me gifts and doing me favors won’t make any difference, because you’re all my friends, and I wanna make you all happy, and I can’t! I just… can’t! She dropped to the floor, covering her head with her hooves.

Applejack walked forward. “Twilight, sugar. I didn’t mean to put so much pressure on you. And if it helps, I don’t want the ticket anymore. You can give it to somepony else. I won’t feel bad. I promise.” She rested a reassuring hoof over Twilight’s.

“Me too,” Fluttershy said sadly, floating over. “I feel just awful that I made you feel so awful.”

“And me too,” Pinkie apologized. “It’s no fun upsetting your friends.”

Rarity spoke in a civilized and respectful tone. “Twilight, it was unfair of me to try to force you as I did.”

“Yes!” Rainbow shouted in glee. “That means the ticket is mine!” Everypony looked at her. She looked embarrassed. “You know, I haven’t perfected my signature moves for the Wonderbolts anyway. I don’t need that ticket either.”

“We all got so gun-ho about goin’ to the Gala, that we couldn’t see how un-gun-ho we were makin’ you.”

“We’re sorry, Twilight,” the five ponies said together.

Twilight stood up, smiling. “Spike, take a note.” Spike pulled out a quill and parchment. “Dear Princess Celestia, I’ve learned that one of the joys of friendship is sharing your blessings, but when there’s not enough blessings to go around, having more than your friends can make you feel pretty awful. So, though I appreciate the invitation, I will be returning both tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala.” She stuck the two tickets onto the parchment on which Spike was writing.

“What?” all five ponies said aloud.

Twilight continued. “If my friends can’t all go, I don’t want to go either.”

“Twilight, you don’t have to do that,” Applejack said.

“Nope. I’ve made up my mind. Spike, you can send the letter now.” Spike opened a window, and sent the letter out.

“Now you won’t get to go to the Gala either,” Fluttershy pointed out.

“It’s okay, girls. I couldn’t possibly enjoy myself without my best friends there with me.” They all joined in a group hug. “So, I’d rather not go at all.”

Spike clutched his stomach, looking like he was about to vomit.

“Well, whallop my withers, Spike,” Applejack said hotly. “Just like a boy. Can’t handle the least bit of sentiment.” Spike burped a large scroll. “Whoa, nelly!”

Twilight said to Spike, “A letter from the Princess? That was fast.”

Spike read the letter. “My faithful student, Twilight. Why didn’t you just say so in the first place?” Spike’s eyes widened. “Six tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala!” he exclaimed, holding them up. The six ponies gasped.

“Now we can all go!” Twilight cheered. Her stomach rumbled yet again.

“Allow us to treat you to dinner,” Rarity said with a courteous bow. The six ponies started walking out the door.

“What a great way to apologize,” Rainbow said.

“Aaand, to celebrate!” Pinkie exclaimed. “Come on, everypony. Cupcakes are on me!”

Having handed out all six ponies their tickets, Spike felt nothing in his claws. “How come I don’t get a ticket to the Gala?” he asked himself. He burped another very small scroll. He read it to himself. “And one for you, Spike.”

He raced out the door, giggling with glee. He stopped upon seeing Applejack, who was giving him a very amused smirk. “I mean- gross! I have to go too?” he ‘complained’ as he passed Applejack. Glee overcame, however, and he raced off, giggling once more.

Applejack chuckled as she followed suit.