By the time Pipp and Sunny had unloaded everything from their wagon last night, they were pretty tired, as were Izzy and Zipp by the time they had gotten home from their first shopping spree for the first and second floors. Long story short, everypony was entirely too tired to unbox anything or set anything up by the time everything was unloaded, so it was one more night in their hotel rooms where they fell asleep barely before their heads hit the pillows.

Pancakes and hash browns were the order of the day for breakfast at a Maretime Bay diner in the morning, where they discussed their plans for the day.

"Well, I can't imagine that you two are going to get a whole lot done in the basement until CanterLogic gets the orders done, so maybe we'll put our foals to work upstairs, what do you say, Izzy?" Zipp said.

"Sounds like a good idea to me," the unicorn agreed.

"Yeah, the only thing we have to do down there is unbox all the stuff we bought last night, and pretty much just put it in a corner until we decide where we want to put everything, and we can't really do that until the furniture gets here, hopefully by the end of this weekend," Sunny said.

"It's a good thing that you two aren't going to be stuck down there, because I think each one of us needs to have some input on their own sleeping area on the second floor. I should probably send Hitch some pictures of his space so he can at least give us some ideas of how to set his up, since he's going to be busy with Sprout all weekend."

"While you do that, we'll head down and at least unpack the boxes," Sunny said.

"You do that, then meet us up on the second floor. Then we can assign spaces, and see if we need to go out for anything extra while you two start to assemble things that we've already got," Zipp said.

"And maybe you two bring up some changing supplies while you're down there. No reason our foals can't be padded while they start to put this place together," Izzy said with a smirk.

Pipp and Sunny blushed, but their smiles also widened.

"Got it!" Pipp exclaimed, rushing Sunny downstairs. They went over to the stack of boxes and began opening the flaps. Sunny started stacking up the two dozen interlocking foam floor pieces, and Pipp began stacking up the packs of diapers according to size and pattern. When they were done, a quarter of the left wall was lined with diapers.

"Can't wait to get those out of those bags and onto the changing table shelves so they can fluff up," Sunny commented, remembering what Mayflower had told her about letting freshly-opened diapers 'breathe' for a bit after taking them out of their package. "So what'll it be?"

Pipp couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed at her choice; she had never had more than a dozen at a time in her false dresser drawer, and now she had nearly ten times that amount, all in different patterns. Luckily, they were all 'Overnight' branded, so they were all the same thickness, so all the two mares had to decide on what a pattern. They each tore open the top of their chosen diapers, and pulled one out each.

"Okay, Sunny? Wild idea. Izzy and Zipp are probably gonna put us to work putting a bunch of furniture together up there while they go out and get more. How about... How about once we get padded up, we see who can go the longest without getting changed?"

After twenty minutes of digging around in his storage closet, Hitch came down the hall pushing two boxes across the carpet into the living room, where Sprout was sitting in front of the coffee table, going about rebuilding all of the kits he had to disassemble to fit in the bag to bring over here.

Hitch had to admit, Sprout was kinda cute like this so far.

"Alright, I managed to find my PoneBlok sets, and something else you may remember from when we were younger..." Hitch said as he finished pushing the boxes up to the side of the coffee table. This grabbed Sprout's attention away from what he was currently building to have a look at the box that Hitch opened flap by flap, and his eyes widened in excitement.

"Oh sweet! Hot Carriages! I'm not even sure I have any of mine from way back," Sprout said, looking into the box of metallic miniature carriages and the dozens and dozens of feet worth of plastic interconnecting tracks that they raced down.

"We're not gonna do this all at once, because then it'd be quite the headache to clean up. So maybe PoneBloks for now, and Hot Carriages tomorrow. Sound good?" Hitch asked, and Sprout immediately nodded, turning his attention to the other box that Hitch had brought with him. Sure enough, the sheriff's PoneBlok kits were also in just as many pieces, but half the fun was putting them together.

Sprout made room on the coffee table, pushing his partially assembled kits over to one half of the table, clearing the other half for Hitch, who began to pull out his kits and sort them by how he recalled they were put together. Even if they didn't quite go together how they originally did, that was the whole point of the Zombie Unicorns From Space sets; they could be intermixed and rigged; as the resistance bolted together whatever they could to have a fighting chance against the zombie hordes.

As he built alongside his colthood friend, Hitch began to wonder what Sprout was feeling. He didn't have any desire to try these foalish items himself, his curiosity hadn't taken a hold of him in a manner similar to Sunny, but it made the sheriff realize that he also felt like he had taken a few steps back in time, feeling like they were both colts putting together their new PoneBlok toys, before he had taken responsibility for all law enforcement in Maretime Bay.

Life indeed felt much simpler back then...

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