All six mares stood there, questioning what just happened. Pinkie was the first to recover.

"Come on. We got to go. The party is starting soon," she said, having regained he enthusiasm. The others followed Pinkie back home, still astonished at his brisk mood change.

"What just happened?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"I haven't the slightest idea. He seemed unenthusiastic about this festivity at first. And now he's saying he'll meet us there. I have never seen such a drastic change in manners," Rarity said.

"I think he might be a few apples short of a bushel. I ain't never seen anypony make up their mind that fast 'fore," AppleJack commented.

"He changed his mind right after Pinkie started crying. Do you think it has something to do with that?" asked Twilight.

"I don't know, but something is still odd about him," Rainbow Dash said, uncertainly.

"Even though he adopted a happier attitude, I still found it odd," Fluttershy agreed.

Only Pinkie didn't think much of it. "So what if he didn't want to join the party at first? He does now. That's all that matters. When he sees the party, he's going to realize how much he means to us," she said in a confident tone. The other mares still weren't convinced, but they said nothing more. All six of them trotted towards home, unaware of the unicorn watching them leave. Pinkie remembered what he told her. I'm sorry. My judgement has been foggy lately. Don't cry. I'll be there. I promise. he had said in a soothing voice. She knew what her friends meant when they said his change in behavior was outlandish. That didn't matter though. What did matter was that he was coming to the party.

Upon arrival, Pinkie announced the newcomer would be in Ponyville shortly. They all hid in their designated spots, waiting for the new arrival. Pinkie was the most excited of them all, she had a feeling he would say "yes". Nopony ever turns down a Pinkie Pie party. A few minutes passed before a silhouette appeared in the distance, getting closer quickly. Soon, the unicorn Pinkie met earlier stood in the center of town. Everypony, jumping from their hiding places, shouted "surprise".

"You came! I knew you would. My friends doubted you would, but I told them nopony could pass up a Pinkie Pie party," Pinkie said frantically. She hopped up and down in joy, while the unicorn looked on in amusement.

"Is she always like this?" he quietly asked Rainbow Dash.

"Usually. Sometimes she's happier than normal, if that's even possible," she responded.

After Pinkie Pie calmed down, she introduced the unicorn to her friends. The more they talked, the more they learned about each other. He told them he attends Vanner High. They learned he was busy studying for a pre-calculus test when they arrived at his house earlier. They learned he was originally from Coltifornia, and that his parents had them move to Canterlot before he finished grade one. Technically he is supposed to be a grade lower, but he proved he could be in the grade he's in now: grade eleven.

They all ate the prepared food and drank the cider, except their guest who drank water. He seemed genuinely happy, different than when they first met him. The party continued until ten at night. The unicorn said he had to go home, for he had History of Equestria homework to finish. He thanked Pinkie for the party, bid them all farewell, and started off back home, alone.

Pinkie realized this would be the perfect opportunity to get to know him better, just the two of them. "Wait up," she called to him. He looked to face her and smiled. He waited for her to catch up, and the two of them set on their journey to his house.

"Awesome party, huh? I barely slept for four days straight. I wanted everything to be perfect."

"Sounds like you went through a lot of trouble just to impress me. Nopony has ever done that before," he said, a sense of gratitude in his voice. "Never thought I'd enjoy meeting new ponies."

"Sometimes a party makes meeting ponies worth it."

"I guess you're right."

At last they arrived at his residence. Stopping at the front door, Pinkie decided to say "good bye" to him.

"Well, I guess I should start heading home now," she told him, stifling a yawn. "Good bye."

Just before she stepped down, a hoof grabbed her shoulder. She knew it was the pony she just met. She turned to face him, and saw him holding the door open with his horn.

"How about you stay here with me tonight? After all, you need to recover from your restless party planning." he offered.

Pinkie Pie was astonished. Here was a pony she met today, and he was offering her a place to stay. She didn't want to refuse, that would be rude. Plus, the moon was already raised and she was extremely tired. "Thanks. I'll find a way to repay you." she yawned.

Entering through the chestnut door, Pinkie stepped into the foyer. While the steps outside were cobblestone, the floor was made from hazel wood. The walls were an amber orange with a dandelion yellow trim. Entering the living room, Pinkie saw a tawny colored couch. The stairs themselves were another type of wood: redwood.

Going up the stairs, she saw three doors: two that over look the road, and the other that seemingly had no windows. All three doors had a sign labeling what room they are. One door was labeled "Master bedroom", another "Practice room", and the last "Guest bedroom". All doors were made from holly.

Pinkie opened the guest bedroom. The walls were the color of watermelons, with a window overlooking hills. The bed was already made, as if it was expecting her.

"Amazing right?" The unicorn's voice startled her. Pinkie turned quickly.

"Oh yes," Pinkie said. "Never thought your house would look like this. I mean, the one window is broken, so I just figured you barely bothered with maintenance," she said sheepishly.

"Just because I don't enjoy interacting with ponies does not mean I keep my place like a pigsty. For your information, that window is broken due to the fact that I practiced a spell. That did not go well. Anyway, I suggest you get some rest. Good night."

"Good night." He left the room, shutting the door behind him. Pinkie clambered into the bed. Silver silk sheets, violet velvet blankets, and a scarlet satin pillow. Wow, he clearly thought this set-up through. Rarity would go wild if she saw this. Pinkie thought. After Pinkie was comfortable, she couldn't help but notice how sleepy she was. Was it the four days of no sleep? Maybe it was the how cozy the bed is. Or it could be both. Sleepily, she slowly drifted into the realm of dreams. Yeah, it was definitely both.

Author's Note

Yeah. So this was supposed to be as long as the other chapters. I got a little carried away with descriptions.

Nevertheless, I'm surprised how long this entire story is at this point. If only I wrote essays this long.