Drawing a Blank.

So the rest of the day had been fairly uneventful. After the whole monkey thing, the remainder of the day had actually been mostly comprised of Drew asking Twilight questions about...well, lots of stuff. Things that sounded a lot like questions a young filly or colt would ask.

"So what do ponies do for fun?"

"What's with these weird butt tattoos that you all seem to have?"

"How can you be the ruler of a metaphysical concept like Friendship?"

"Wait, Spike's a DRAGON?!"

...Alright, maybe not ALL the questions were that of a young filly or colt, but his curiosity wasn't unjustified.

'Even without the memory loss problem, he'd probably be just as curious about ponykind as I am about humankind,' Twilight told herself during the Q and A. 'I mean, if we know next to nothing about humans, it only makes sense that they'd know next to nothing about ponies.' And it wasn't like she was unhappy to tell him these things, anyway, she enjoyed explaining things. In a way, it was very therapeutic for her. Though explaining how the whole "Princess of Friendship" thing worked was a bit tiring if she were to be honest.

With every question asked of her, the Alicorn Princess did her best to answer in a way Drew would understand. In many cases she had to go a bit off topic to explain the context behind a few things, as there was no way for him to have prior context. But eventually, the day had given way to night, and the two were rather eager to get some shuteye. And so, they did just that.

The morning played out much like the previous one had, with the residents of the castle waking up one by one and beginning their daily routine. And, once again, Twilight had to pester Drew until he decided to get out of bed. The Princess of Friendship gave a silent prayer that this wouldn't become one of the morning traditions. Though at the same time, there was a part of her that knew this wouldn't be the last time they did this. As the morning continued, it was made apparent that Pinkie Pie would not be returning to make more pancakes, and so they had to settle for the typical breakfast of cereal, toast, and fruit. However, the comparatively plain meal was interrupted by a series of loud knocks on the front door. Spike, having been first to finish his food, was the one sent to see whoever was making such a ruckus.

"Hold on! I'm coming!" Spike shouted at the door as he made his way over. Opening the door, the young Dragon was surprised to see Rarity waiting with a rather impatient look on her face. Behind her, a large cardboard box floated in a blue telekinetic aura. "Oh, hi Rarity! What brings you here so early?" Leaning against the door frame, he was clearly trying to make himself look "cool."

"Oh, hello Spikey-Wikey! So good to see you, darling," the unicorn's face shifting from annoyance to glee within mere seconds of the door opening. "I'm here to see Drew, I promised him I would get him some new clothes so he could get out of those tattered rags of his. May I come in?"

"...Good thing you didn't come over yesterday," Spike comments with a chuckle, moving out of the way to let the white Unicorn inside. "Trust me, it would have been bad."

"Oh dear, did something happen?"

"Oh, nothing we couldn't fix. Just a little...monkey business," the dragon explains with a laugh. When told she didn't get the expression, Spike simply wrote it off as it being nothing to worry about it. Making her way through the crystalline hallways of her friend's abode, she was lead into the all to familiar dining hall, where the Princess of Friendship could be found enjoying a slightly her breakfast with Starlight Glimmer and Drew the human. It was a simple meal, and from the looks of it they were almost finished. Perfect timing.

"Oh, hey Rarity! What brings you here?" Starlight asks, being the first to notice the unicorn's arrival. "...And what's with the box?"

"Oh, I told Drew that I would be bringing him some replacements for his ruined attire. It took longer then I would have liked, but I managed to get a few outfits for him done!" Rarity explains while placing the box atop the table, being careful as to not place it on anypony's food. Despite her attempts at doing so gently, there was still an audible thud from the container's impact.

Drew was just sitting there, finishing his apple and looking at the box. "...It's been less then two days and you already made enough clothes to fill that box?"

"They aren't anything to extravagant, I had to work with what I had on such short notice. I am deeply sorry for that inconvenience," Rarity says with a slight hint of shame hiding in her usual tone. "But I thought you would appreciate getting out of those rags as quickly as possible."

"...Thanks," Drew blankly responds, walking over to the box and picking it up. A bit heavier then he first anticipated, but it wasn't to much for him to carry. "I'll go change right now."

As Drew begins to walk past, Rarity pulled him in with a quick telekinetic yank, leaning into whisper something to him. "And don't worry, I included those...umm, special garments you told me about."

"Thank you!" Drew whispers back, continuing to walk out of the eating area.

"Special garments?" Spike ponders, still standing next to Rarity. "What kind of 'special' garments?"

The human's face becomes red as a rose as he stops dead in his tracks, his mind flashing back to the other day.

--Two days prior--

"Oh my, these clothes are fairly well made," Rarity comments, running a hoof down the stitching along the side of Drew's pants-leg. "Did you make these yourse--oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about the amnesia," she corrects herself, taking a step back and returning the Human's personal space.

"It's fine, I'm still getting used to it myself..." Drew explains, looking towards the two saddle bags that the fashionista had quickly returned home to retrieve. "...You really don't have to do this, you know. I don't want to be more of a burden that I already am."

"Oh, nonsense! It's no burden at all!" Rarity retorts in a slightly raised tone. Not quite offended, more so just being dramatic. "We have no idea how long you'll be staying in Ponyville, we can't have you running around in those tattered rags for who knows HOW long!"

Drew sighs as he scratches the back of his head. "...Well, if you're going to the trouble anyway, can I make a request?"

Rarity's ears perk up at that, her eyes practically glowing in excitement as if to say "go on."

"Well, the clothes you see aren't the only ones I have on..." Drew explains, pointing to his shoes. "Under these, I have these things that are called 'socks,' that are--"

"I know what socks are for, darling, I run a boutique by trade after all," the white unicorn interrupts with a ladylike giggle. "I can easily make you some socks. Though it might take me a few tries to get it right."

"Oh...good..." Drew replies slowly, his face beginning to turn red as he scratches the back of his head faster. "So...if this sounds weird, let me know...but do you know what underpants are for?...Because I think I need those to..."

While the unicorn's eyes open fully at that statement, she keeps her composure in check. She could tell that the human was a bit embarrassed about asking her such a thing. "...Yes dear, I do. No need to feel shame. They aren't that different from the socks you asked for, if we're being honest," she explains as her horn begins to glow. All of a sudden, several strands of measuring tape, as well as a pen and notepad float out of the bags. "Now, pardon my rudeness, but I'm going to have to ask you to hold still."

Drew begins to back away at the sight of the suddenly floating objects, not fully understanding the context of the sittuation. "I-I'm sorry if I offended you!" He stammers as he attempts to flee, but finds that he is suddenly no longer able to. Looking down at his feet, he sees that they have become enveloped by the same blue light that was surrounding the objects floating around the unicorn.

"You didn't offend me, dear, but I'll have to take your measurements if you want clothes that fit. Now, please, hold still." The unicorn explains as she makes her slow approach, the various strands of measuring tape behaving as if they were cobras gifted with flight.

--Present day--

"It's...complicated. Clothing things, far to complex to get into right now!" Rarity quickly lied, in an attempt to save some of Drew's dignity. "Now hurry along, Drew. I'm sure you want to get out of those clothes as soon as possible! Hurry on now, go! GO!"

The human looks back as he makes his leave, his face still beat red, mouthing the words "thank you" as he disappears out of sight. Starlight and Twilight merely look at each other, the former giving a shrug as she finished up the last remains of her breakfast. The later still a bit curious about what these 'special garments' were, but she wouldn't push the issue after seeing how uncomfortable it made Drew.

Having waited patently for quite some time with the others, Rarity was practically head over hooves for the chance to see the fruits of all her hard work. Sitting in the dining room with Twilight, Starlight and Spike was a bit dull, but she was certain it would be the first place Drew came back to after getting changed, so it was worth it. Plus, she was finally able to get context on the "monkey business" jokes that Spike had made earlier, thanking her lucky stars that she chose to come over this morning instead of yesterday. At some point, Twilight had offered to make tea to help keep the wait bearable, to which Rarity was eternally grateful for.

"So, what are you two planning to do today?" The boutique owner asks, trying to keep the conversation lively while they waited.

"I'm pretty sure I'll be looking for another memory spell," Starlight explains, cleaning her face up with a napkin as she does so. "I'm sure there's at least ONE that will work for him."

"Oh, so you won't be attending the party?" Rarity takes a sip of tea after the question, not paying any mind to the comment. Everypony knew about it, after all. Or at least, she THOUGHT everypony knew about it. Twilight on the other hoof nearly choked on her tea after hearing that, Starlight and Spike equally as surprised.

"Wait, that's TODAY?!" Twilight shouts, eyes wide with sudden panic.

"Well...yes, dear, it's Pinkie Pie. Of course it's today," the marshmallow unicorn explains through a bit of a chuckle, "She told me that she came in yesterday for some...oh how did she put it? 'Party recon' or something like that."

Twilight's mind instantly flashes back to the breakfast party Pinkie threw for Drew yesterday. "I-I-I knew she was going to throw a party, but I didn't think it would be TODAY!"

"...Have you not been outside?" Rarity's relaxed visage visibly drops from worry. She reaches into one of her saddle bags with her magic, drawing forth a flyer of some kind. "These have been up all over town since yesterday afternoon. It's why I was in such a hurry to come over here, I wanted him to be presentable for his first introduction to the town...I was under the assumption you all knew..."

Taking the flyer in her own magical grasp, Twilight quickly glances at the advertisement Pinkie had made for this event, Spike and Starlight leaning in over her shoulders to get a look as well. The flyer was mostly a dull yellow color, not unlike Fluttershy's coat color, with pictures of brightly confetti making the paper "pop." Pinkie's Cutie Mark was present in the lower left hoof corner of the flyer, with big bold text across the front.

Welcome to Ponyville, Drew!!
Who's Drew, you ask?
Come find out! March 6th, Twilight's Castle, 11:30am!
Don't worry! He's friendly, so come say hi!
Help me and the others give him a proper Ponyville welcome!
No flash photography. Thank you.

As Twilight read the words plastered on the poster, she felt a serious conflict in her emotional state. On the one hand, Pinkie Pie meant no harm through any of this. She was just doing what she always did when a new pony moved into Ponyville. But at the same time, Drew wasn't a new pony who had moved into Ponyville. He was an amnesiac creature that very few ponies had ever laid eyes on before taking residents in her castle until they figured out where he came from.

"This could go badly..." Twilight begins to think out loud, beginning to pace around the dining hall in a panicked stupor. "While Drew's been adjusting at an exceptional rate for somepony in his situation, he's never had a chance to interact with more then a hoofful of ponies at a time. And the townsponies have never seen a creature like HIM before. Oh, he's going to get eaten alive..."

"Twilight, calm down!" Spike shouts, jumping in front of the lavender Alicorn in an attempt to stop her train of thought. "The party isn't until eleven thirty! Maybe we have time to get Pinkie Pie to delay it a couple of days, or something!" Twilight commended the dragon on his quick thinking, quickly casting the projection spell to figure out just how much time they had left. Her spectral self appearing before the town's sun dial, the spell was nearly ended prematurely from sheer shock as Twilight learned the time.

11:00, on the dot. Not only that, but through her projection she was able to hear the conversations, while a bit distorted, of a few nearby ponies. They were wondering who this "Drew" character was, and what kind of pony he was. Quickly returning to her physical body, her panic returns tenfold.

"We have exactly thirty minuets to convince Pinkie Pie to delay a party," Twilight explains, her face shifting into a dreadful grimace.

"Oh come on Twilight, that's plenty of time. Besides, Pinkie hasn't even set up the--" Starlight began to reassure, before the very ground beneath them began to shake.

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

The sounds of canon-fire echoed through the lower floors of the friendship castle, clearly originating from the entrance hall. All looking to each other with a worried glint growing in their eyes, the four friends quickly rush out to see what was going on, only to find Pinkie Pie standing in the center of the chamber, thoroughly investigating her work.

Three of her Plus Sized Party CanonsTM were placed in a lazy circle around her. The entrance hall to the crystal castle had been entirely redone in only three shots. Balloons were every where, mostly covering the ceiling, but there were a few not filled with helium that bounced lazily across the floor. On one side of the room, an absolutely massive buffet table filled to the brink with all kinds of foods appropriate for a party: mostly deserts and other pastries, as well as some chips and other foods of that ilk, with a large punch bowl situated in the center of it all. A slightly smaller table was situated next to it, with various pieces of plastic silverware, plates and cups. On the other side of the room a small stage has been set up, where Ponyville's very own DJ PON3 was currently setting up her equipment. And lastly, on the opposite side of the room from the main entrance, a large and colorful banner reading "WELCOME DREW" had been set up.

"Horse apples..." Twilight and Starlight mutter in unison, looking around at what Pinkie had wrought.

"Oh, hey guys! You ready to party?!" Pinkie Pie shouts to the new arrivals, pushing the party canons to the side of the chamber to allow the guests freedom of movement.

"Pinkie, why didn't you tell me you were throwing the party TODAY?" Twilight asks, meeting her friend half way. "I don't think Drew is ready for all this interaction yet, he's still adjusting to everything!"

The pink earth pony's face goes from cheery and bubbly to dead serious, the same change applying to her tone of voice. "Twilight, it's ME. I did my Party Recon yesterday. Of course the party was going to be today," and with that, Pinkie returns to her usual demeanor. "Besides, he was going to have to meet everypony at SOME point! He can't just stay cooped up in the castle forever! So I thought it would be better to do it sooner rather then later." Despite her objections to doing this so soon, Twilight couldn't help but agree with her friend's logic. Drew was going to have to go outside EVENTUALLY. She couldn't keep him here against his will, after all, so it would probably be better to introduce him to the town in a controlled environment instead of out of the blue.

"But...could you have at least TOLD me it was going to be today? So I could at least warn Drew?"

"Twilight, you saw me doing my Party Recon! You. Were. There. We've known each other long enough for you to know how the system works!" Pinkie explains again, still as upbeat and cheery as before. Though she swiftly puts a hoof on Twilight's shoulder, the earth pony's expression becoming less intense and more caring. "Trust me, everything is going to be fine. I wouldn't be doing all this if it was going to end in disaster!" She quickly returns to her bubbly nature as she returns to setting up the party.

Taking a deep breath, Twilight manages to calm herself down with help from her friend's words. Turning back to the others, she almost instantly snaps back into her mania. "Alright, there is absolutely no way were're going to stop this party from happening."

"Twilight, you need to calm down," Rarity says, putting a hoof on her friend's shoulder in an attempt to calm her. "You've been through worse situations then this one."

"What if we, oh I don't know, just TELL Drew that there's going to be a party today?" Spike suggests, shrugging his shoulders. "I mean, what's the worst that could happen? We'd all be right here anyway if something DID happen, so I can't see anything going to terribly wrong." The suggestion lit a spark in the young Alicorn, her eyes practically flashing with it as she processed the suggestion. Quickly turning towards the stairs, she signals for her assistant to follow, and the two of them vanish into the depths of the crystal castle.