Deep in the Everfree Forest, a large gathering of creatures walked through the dangerous wilds, ponies, changelings, griffons, dragons…all of them were headed to the same location: A massive tree hut, decorated with expressive masks and colorful bottles hanging from vines.

There, the crowd met with the one who called this place her home, a zebra, currently standing in front of a boiling cauldron.

“Ah, welcome, my distinguished guests! Please gather around, come take a rest.” She waved, gesturing around the interior of her home.

The group of creatures filled up the room, surrounding Zecora as she continued to stir her brew. Her tree hut was definitely not meant for housing twenty-five, as many of them were getting a little too close for comfort. Some by accident, for others, not so much.

She tried to look around to all of her guests, even the ones standing behind her. “I think I’ve made it very clear, why I’ve gathered you all here.”

There was a collective nodding and chuckling heard through the room, though a few uneasy murmurs were buried underneath the eager chatter.

“As I’m sure you all remember, tomorrow starts off No Clop November!”

The nodding turned into more excited cheers and whistling.

Zecora added a few more ingredients to her mix. “I have gathered all of you here, for I shall be your host this year.” The bubbling brew started changing color, causing a few curious looks.

“We’re still continuing our traditional ways, staying chaste and pure for thirty days. On December first, we’ll celebrate, with an orgy guaranteed to be great!” She dipped her hoof into the cauldron, giving it a quick taste test. “And since I’m taking this for a spin, I have a way to make this worth the win.”

Zecora went off to grab several clear empty bottles from the shelves, starting to fill each one up with the contents of the cauldron. “This brew that I am making here, will serve us well this coming year.”

“Oh, so like that cum jar thing from a while ago,” Rainbow Dash interjected, nodding in understanding.

“Similar to that, in a sense, I guess. These potions will track our own success,” Zecora corrected. “I made this brew with the aim, of keeping track of who’s still in the game.”

Smolder tilted her head in confusion, looking around to take a quick head count of everyone she saw. “Wait, if Trixie’s not here with fireworks and stuff, how are we gonna know who’s out?”

Zecora let out a soft chuckle. “You’ll find out when the time is right. I assure you it’ll be…quite the sight.”

The zebra began distributing the bottles to each of the participants, the pink liquid inside gave off a pulsing glow.

A few of the others stared at the drink with confusion, while others were already taking curious sips.

“Once you all drink this potion, I can set things into motion,” she explained, filling up a bottle for herself and taking a drink without hesitation.

After watching Zecora go first, one by one, all the others started drinking from their bottles with varying degrees of enthusiasm. Babs eagerly chugged it down, Gallus kept taking cautious sips until it was finished, Rarity reluctantly closed her eyes and drank it all in one continuous pull, Limestone kept looking at the bottle, turning it and examining it from every angle before actually taking a drink.

Once she confirmed that everyone did their part, Zecora smiled and nodded, moving onto the next step. She took the bottles from everyone, putting them on the table next to her cauldron.

The zebra put a few more spices and flower petals into the cauldron, stirring it until the mixture changed its hue. Though notably, she didn’t taste test the result, only pouring the transformed brew into all the bottles she gathered. “For this next concoction, friends, you’ll drink this once the month ends.”

“...Am I the only one concerned that the potion is white now?” Gallus asked, looking around him for some sort of validation. “No one? Just me? …Alright…”

Zecora sealed up each of the bottles with a cork, marking each of them with either a cutie mark for the ponies, or a different symbol like the silhouette of their head for the other creatures. She then put each of the bottles in a glass cabinet, locking it up once all of them were in their individual slots. “We’ll gather back here when the month is done, until then, I recommend having fun!”

As soon as the formalities were out of the way, Smolder and Ocellus went straight to butting heads. “Alright, now this year we ain’t ending in a draw!”

“Sounds good to me, I hope you’re ready to lose!” Ocellus grinned, pushing back against Smolder to keep her dominance.

“Psh, in your dreams, maybe!” The two broke out of the headlock, their desire to win hampered by one little problem standing in their way. “...So, how do we make sure that what happened last year doesn’t happen again?”

Ocellus frowned and put a hoof to her chin to think. “Yeah, it wouldn’t help if we both lost…”

Smolder looked around the room, noticing the amount of dragons and changelings there were. “Well…I think I have a good backup idea…”

Ocellus curiously tilted her head. “Oh yeah?”

“You remember how we tried to get Ember and Thorax to try and continue for us?”

“Yeah, and how they…didn’t…” Ocellus giggled sheepishly.

“Well, we can just have reserves, just like that, except we actually have them as our backup. So we’ll always have at least one dragon and changeling to represent the whole species for the orgy.”

Ocellus gasped in excitement. “Oh, that’s good! Do you think they’ll be up for it, though?”

“Pssh, you kidding?” Smolder waved a dismissive claw. “Dragons aren’t one to turn down a challenge. Plus, you really think you can’t convince Chrysalis and Pharynx to prove that they’re better?”

“Hehehe, that’s true…” Ocellus giggled. “How are we going to tell them about our plan?”

Before the two could continue, they were interrupted by a new challenger. “Sup, ladies, you two still doing your rivalry between dragons and changelings or whatever?”

“As a matter of fact, Gallus, we are.” Smolder grumbled, crossing her arms. “What of it?”

“Oh nothing,” Gallus smirked. “Just wanted to wish you two good luck. Not like it really matters, the griffons are gonna be better either way.”

“WHAT?” both of them said in unison.

“Yeah, you heard me, we’re definitely going to crush it this year.” The smug grin on Gallus’s face got wider as he saw Smolder and Ocellus get more agitated. “I mean, I made it last year and you two didn’t so I think that speaks for itself…”

Ocellus raised her eyebrow. “Oh, you think it’s that easy, huh?”

“Uh, yeah, obviously.”

“Fine, then put your bits where your beak is!” Smolder took another quick look around the room. “There are enough griffons to be your backup when you inevitably lose!”

“Well wait, if we’re doing backups, isn’t there a problem? There’s three griffons, and three changelings this year, but four dragons. That doesn’t seem fair, right?” Gallus pointed out.

“...Damn, you have a point,” Smolder clicked her tongue. “I guess I’ll have Ember and Spike on my side.”

“I mean, it won’t be a problem if we just all make it anyway.” Gallus shrugged.

“Then I guess you better make sure Sandbar isn’t too stressed out this month,” Ocellus snarked, causing Smolder to start snickering, much to the flustered frustration of Gallus.

The tall imposing form of Chrysalis looked over one of her former subjects. “Pharynx.”

The changeling prince looked up with a less than impressed expression. “Yeah? What do you want?”

“I’m sure you already know,” she scoffed. “And I expect you not to fail me.”

“Why should I care? You’re not my queen anymore.”

Chrysalis could feel her blood start to boil. “Because…like it or not, we’re still changelings,” she said through gritted teeth. “That means there are certain expectations set for us for this competition.”

Pharynx stared at her with bewilderment. “What are you even talking about? Isn’t this just a dumb competition?”

“To these other ponies and dragons, perhaps. But think about it, Pharynx.” She put her face up close to his. “An entire month building up towards the biggest expression of love possible. It’s a veritable feast for a changeling! You honestly think that all those others don’t see this as a massive temptation for us?”

“I just kinda figured that everyone wanted themselves to win, so what’s the big deal?”

“Hmmph. You clearly don’t know enough. They’re already hoping that we go out fast,” Chrysalis huffed, turning up her nose.

Pharynx was left unconvinced. “Riiiight, don’t the changelings already have a good track record for this stuff?”

“Thanks to my efforts!”

“I feel like you’re making all this up.”

Chrysalis angrily stomped her hoof. “Just! Don’t disappoint me this year, got it?”

Pharynx rolled his eyes. “Fine, sheesh. You act like I want to lose this thing…”

“Siiiiiiiiigh…”

“Is something wrong, Rainbow?” Fluttershy asked. “I thought you’d be more excited now that we’re about to start.”

“I…I am, Fluttershy,” Dash tried to force a smile for her friend. “I’m just…not as thrilled as I wanna be.”

“Why? I thought you had a lot of fun at the orgy last year.”

“I did! …I’m just worried about…” Dash leaned in closer to whisper to Fluttershy. “Other things…”

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow, confused at Dash’s odd amount of unease. “What do you mean?”

To answer her question, Dash and Fluttershy felt a hoof on their shoulder as a stallion nudged his way between them. “Hey-hey! How are my two favorite pegasi?”

“Yeah, fair enough.”

Rainbow Dash tried to push Zephyr’s hoof off of her. “Doing great, Zephyr…”

“Aw, that’s great, Rainbows!” Zephyr nodded, oblivious as ever. “Let me tell you, I am SO stoked to finally be a part of this! I can already imagine the kind of magic we’re gonna make together!”

Dash took a deep breath before letting out an exasperated sigh, resisting the rage-induced impulses that were racing through her head.

“Zephyr, you know it’s not going to be that easy,” Fluttershy gently reminded him. “It takes a lot of discipline and self-control.”

“Pssh, you think I don’t have discipline and self-control, Fluttershy?” Zephyr scoffed. “This is your brother you’re talking about!”

“I know, that’s exactly why I’m warning you,” Fluttershy smirked.

Spike could recognize all the dragons in attendance, but there was one familiar face he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Heya, Mina!”

“Holy shit! Hey, Spike!” The dragon pushed through some of the others to make her way across the room, giving him a tight hug. “It’s been forever!”

“I know, glad to see you make it!” Spike eagerly returned the hug. “So, how are things in Fillydelphia?”

Mina gave a half-hearted shrug. “Eh, same as usual. But wow, I finally get to see what this is like, huh?”

“Yep, it’s pretty fun if you can make it!” Spike nodded. “Definitely worth getting through the month of absolute hell.”

Mina nervously scratched the back of her neck. “I can imagine, yeah…I know Ember had a few troubles in the past few years, but I know you’ve been doing pretty good so far. Must be real easy for you!”

Trying to stay modest, Spike gave a dismissive wave of his claw. “Pfff, nah. It’s been rough for a few of those years. ‘Course, that makes winning all the more sweet.”

“Oh, totally. Though I know when Ember’s desperate, she gets deeesperaaaaate!” Mina giggled.

“Uh…Mina?”

“Like, I remember one year, she burst into my shop all sweaty and blushy and stuff…”

“Minaaaa?”

“And she was trembling, like she was just a few seconds away from-”

“MINA!”

“What?” Mina finally took notice at Spike’s panicked expression, his attention affixed far past her. “...Oh.”

With an uneasy grimace, Mina turned around, seeing the inevitable angry glare of the Dragon Lord. “So, uh, I meant all that in the nicest way…heh heh…”

Ember simply kept her stern glare, her arms crossed as she slowly tapped her foot.

The Dragon Lord’s icy glare made Mina freeze up. “Uh…I’m definitely rooting for you, Ember!” She said, giving a thumbs up through her wincing, unable to bring herself to break eye contact.

Ember eventually softened up, though there was still a scowl on her face. “Well, I guess it’d be nice to see you make it, too.” She finally started to smile as she turned her head. “Same to you, Spike.”

“Mmhm!” Spike nodded. “So, Mina, there anyone you see that’s catching your attention for the orgy? Besides the obvious, of course.”

Mina immediately grabbed Spike by the shoulders, shaking him back and forth. “Okay but listen, being able to have sex with Princess Luna would be amazing! Like, I know this is like reaaaaally selfish and all, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity!”

“WooOOooOOOaaAAAAaaaah! Easy, EASY!” Spike said, getting dizzy from the violent gyrations. “You and her still gotta make it, first!”

“Right! Right right right, yeah, I know!” The excited dragon started fanning herself, her cheeks already burning red. “But how could I not get excited over this? I mean, this is my big chance to make Princess Luna cum!” Her excited grin instantly shifted into one of terror. “Wait, if I do get the chance, how will I know if I’m doing it right?”

She grabbed Spike again, getting so up in his face that they were practically kissing. “Have you pleasured Luna before during one of these? Cause if so, I’m gonna be a little jealous, but also you gotta teach me how to do it right!”

“Well, looks like Mina found her motivation for the month,” Ember chuckled. “What about you, Spike? Any plans right now?”

It was a little hard to fully concentrate while Mina was excitedly shaking him. “Uh…Was thinking maybe Gabby…!”

“Oh yeah, you two are pen-pals or something, right?” Ember nodded. “Hmm, let’s see…” She took a look around the room, trying to see if there was any pony she could recognize. “Oh hey!” She pointed to one of the gray ponies. “I know that one, she’s the one with all those delicious gems!”

“OHMYGOSH, IS THAT PRINCESS LUNA WITH DISCORD?!”

Mina’s excited outburst was accurate, as she spied the Princess of the Night conversing with the Spirit of Chaos.

“So, Discord, are you quite sure you want to play this game again? It’s not like there’s any way for you to cheat your way to victory…” Luna asked, giving him a coy smirk.

Discord scoffed in mock-offended shock. “Wha-? Cheat? Moi? Surely you’re jesting, Princess Luna. I would never resort to such underhanded tactics!”

Luna playfully rolled her eyes. “Of course, Discord. Though I am curious as to why you wanted to take part this year. I didn’t take you for the type to willingly follow the rules for even a full day, let alone an entire month,” she teased.

“Oh, so now you think you know me better than I do?” Discord huffed, adjusting the glasses he now had on his face. “Well, I’ll have you know that I’m perfectly content with following the rules…provided that I make all of them, of course.”

“You still haven’t answered my question.”

Discord gave a dismissive shrug, looking off to the side as he spoke. “Who can say, really? I could say that it’s to prove myself, or to spend time with Fluttershy, or to have fun with the competition up close and personal, but you’d never believe me even if I told you the truth anyway, so let’s just say that I’m ‘back by popular demand’, and leave it at that, shall we?”

“Very well,” Luna sighed. “Still, I look forward to seeing how you fare this month.”

“Oh yes, I’m sure you and your sister would love to galavant around and see what sort of wet dreams I can think up.”

Luna did a little cough and sputter. “E-Excuse me?”

“Please, like that isn’t an open secret after who knows how many years!” Discord chuckled, putting an arm around Luna’s neck. “I’ll try to dream up something extra steamy for your visit, though, don’t you worry!”

“Sounds…great…!” Luna said through a forced grin. She didn’t know whether to bring extra graham crackers or an extra-large ice pack…

“Ah, there you are, Sunset Shimmer! Always lovely to see you!” Celestia beamed, leaning down to give her former student a hug.

“It’s great to see you too, Princess!” Sunset eagerly returned the hug. “Still going for another round, huh?”

“You know it,” Celestia gave her a knowing wink. “And it looks to me like we’ve got quite the variety this year, too.”

Sunset looked around the room with Celestia as she gestured around to the participants.

“Woah, yeah, lotta faces I don’t think I’ve seen before,” Sunset nodded. “Well, mostly a lot I’m not familiar with.”

“So, what do you plan on doing this year, Sunset? What’s your game?”

Sunset kept looking around, going from Luna and Discord sharing casual banter, to Chrysalis lecturing a clearly bored Pharynx, to Gallus, Smolder, and Ocellus huddling together. “Hmm, It’s not really a strategy, but I do see an opportunity to maybe learn something…”

“Oh? And what’s that?” There was a bit of a chuckle in Celestia’s voice. Only Sunset and Twilight would take this kind of game as an opportunity to turn this into a scientific learning experience.

“I mean, I’ve been going back and forth between that portal for a bit, going between two different bodies in two different worlds. I’m used to both, but, aside from Twilight, there’s not many I can really talk about some of the…weird things about my other body,” Sunset explained. “Though, maybe someone here might be able to understand.”

“I’m sure someone will. You have plenty of options to choose from, I’m sure you’ll find an answer to whatever it is you need.”

“I hope so…”

“But if your search isn’t going the way you’d like, you can always just ask Discord…” Celestia noted with a smirk on her face.

Sunset looked towards Discord’s way. “I mean…I guess? Are you sure, Princess?”

Celestia gave her a slow nod with half-lidded eyes. “Trust me, Discord knows his way around a body, whether you’re a pony or…something else entirely…”

“Ok, now this I gotta hear about!”

Gabby was trembling with excitement, as well as a few other emotions, when she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her. “‘Ey! What’re you doin’ here?”

“Ohmygosh! Babs!” The griffon made a beeline towards the earth pony, picking her up and giving her a huge squeezing hug. “Oh my gosh it feels like it’s been forever!”

“Gggrk…Y-Yeah, more than forevah…!” Babs choked out. “G-Gabs, yer crushin’ me…”

“Whoops, sorry about that!” Gabby gently put Babs back down on the ground. “No but really, how are ya?”

“Doin’ awright. Manehattan’s rough, but I’m rougher, ya know what I’m sayin’?” Babs leaned against the nearby table to look cool. “So how ‘bout you?”

“Oh, you know, the usual,” Gabby tried to imitate Babs’s cool attitude, giving her some finger guns. “Flying all over, making the rounds.”

“Heh, nice,” Babs chuckled. “Heard you’ve done ‘dis this thing before.”

Gabby nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! And Apple Bloom told me you did it before the first time!”

Babs quickly darted her eyes around, instinctively blowing at her mane. “Er…yeah! So, how was your orgy?”

“Oh, it was amazing, like a dream come true!” Gabby gushed, shaking her hips with delight. “What about yours?”

“Uhh…” Babs winced, sheepishly looking away. “Yeah, about ‘dat…I kinda didn’t make it on ‘dat year…”

“Oh no! Well, now you get the chance this year, at least! I’m gonna help you get to that orgy!”

“Heh, well, I appreciate it, Gabs, though truth be told, I kinda like messin’ with others more than I do winnin’.”

Gabby put a claw to her chin to think. “I see…Well, I think you and I can think of something good together, and we can still win as a bonus!”

Babs put a hoof around Gabby. “Why settle for just us? It’s been a loooong time since I came ta Ponyville. Haven’t seen my cuz or the othas in forever, so you know what dat means?”

Gabby looked at Babs with a gasp growing in volume. “A Cutie Mark Crusaders Reunion?!”

“Oooh, this is so exciting!” One of the older mares in the room was practically bouncing in place, just as excited as the griffon on the other side.

“I know, it’s a little hard to believe it all starts tomorrow!” Mrs. Cake said.

“Right! Plus I know my little Dashie’s going to make me so proud this year!” Windy squeed.

Mrs. Cake let out a short, disarmed laugh. “Ahehe, I don’t know if that’s the kind of thing you need to be proud of.”

“Oh, but it is!” Windy Whistles insisted. “She’s been trying to win for years, and she’s only achieved victory last year! So now, instead of getting a victory, she’s going for a streak!”

Mrs. Cake chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Well, I suppose that is cause to cheer her on.”

“I know, and this year, I’ll be here to help her out if she needs it!”

A few choice images came into Mrs. Cake’s mind that she immediately dismissed. “Er, what sort of help, Windy?”

“Oh, well, Rainbow’s probably bound to get horny and needy at some point during the month. Honestly, who can blame her? She’d probably set the record for ‘Most Wingboners in all of Equestria’ if someone was keeping track,” Windy quickly caught herself before she started rambling. “But anyway, when she starts to slip into temptation…BAM!” She spread her hooves out wide. “There I’ll be, to remind her that she’s so close to winning! And that’ll give her the motivation to keep going!”

Mrs. Cake didn’t even bother to hide her wincing. “Er…are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Of course!” Windy scoffed. “I’m not going to have her lose if I can help it! When she’s at that orgy next month, she’ll be thanking me!”

“I don’t know if that’s the word I’d use…”

“Stupid waste of my time…I don’t know why I’m even here…” Limestone Pie grumbled, trying to find the most quiet place in Zecora’s hut to just wait everything out. She thought she found the spot, but…

“Sorry, corner’s taken.”

Unfortunately, it seems like another griffon had beaten her to it.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone less excited to be invited to an orgy,” Gilda smirked.

“What’s the big deal? It’s a waste of time when I could be doing better things,” Limestone sneered, trying to turn away to find another spot to be alone, until Gilda flew in front of her, blocking her path.

“Well, you’re still here, so…Clearly you still wanna have some fun this month.”

“Ugh! No! I’m only here because my sister Pinkie Pie wouldn’t stop until I finally said yes. I don’t care about some dumb orgy or whatever.” Limestone muscled her way past Gilda, still on her search for peace and quiet.

Gilda, however, was still not convinced. “So, day one, you’re gonna just tap out like a quitter, huh?”

“Probably, yeah. Winning this thing’s for my other sisters, not me.”

“Mmm, that’s a shame. I was looking forward to showing you what I could do with my claws,” Gilda mused, sticking two fingers in her beak to get them wet.

Limestone’s face softened for just a split-second before going back to her usual scowl. “W-Well, you’ll just have to find someone else.” She started to walk away once more.

“Mmm, guess so, I’ll have to get with some other lucky customer.” Gilda gave a loud smack of her beak. “Would be nice to practice at the orgy, then I can surprise them during New Year’s.”

Limestone paused in place, looking back behind her. “Wait, I thought the orgy was a one-and-done type deal.”

Gilda shrugged. “Maybe for some. A few others have used it as an opportunity, or an excuse, to hook up.” She pointed over to Zecora. “Heard that one met a pegasus last year. And now they’re writing love letters to each other.”

Limestone slowly started to backtrack to her position in front of Gilda, her eyesight now trained at the floor. “Well, I mean, i-it’s not like my sisters made it look hard or anything, so I guess I might as well give it a shot…” She briefly looked back up to see the knowing smirk on Gilda’s face, before grumbling and cursing under her breath.

The entire time during and after the official meeting from Zecora, Fresh Coat stuck close to the one mare she had any sort of familiarity with.

“Um, Miss Rarity?”

“No need to keep the formalities, Fresh Coat, just ‘Rarity’ is fine,” the other unicorn said.

“Right, s-sorry. Just…are you sure this wasn’t some sort of mistake?”

Rarity turned, putting a hoof on her shoulder. “Are you still worried about that, dear? Trust me, there was no mistake. You’re meant to be here.”

Fresh Coat nervously grit her teeth together, still not totally convinced by Rarity’s words. “But…there’s so many here that I don’t even know!”

“Then that gives you the perfect opportunity to get to know them, doesn’t it?” Rarity winked.

Another uneasy groan came out from Fresh Coat’s mouth. “Thaaaaat sounds way easier said than done…”

Rarity quizzically tilted her head. “Well, what’s stopping you from mingling?”

“Because the Princesses of Equestria are right there!” Fresh Coat pointed through gritted teeth.

“And?” Rarity almost let out a casual laugh. “It’s not like they’re here on official princess business anyway. They may be princesses, but they’re still ponies, just like you and I, darling. It’s fine to talk to them, you know.”

Fresh Coat nervously rubbed one hoof with the other. “Yeah but…the princesses, the dragons, the changelings, it’s all just so…so…overwhelming!”

“Well, you’ll have an entire month to get the chance to be acquainted with all these lovely creatures,” Rarity pointed out. “And if you’re lucky enough, you’ll have a whole night to be intimate with them as well.”

“I…I guess that wouldn’t be so bad…”

Rarity finally got to see a smile on Fresh Coat’s face. A small, nervous one, but a smile nonetheless.

“Of course, I also have no objections if you want to stick with the familiar…” Rarity said in a sultry tone, lifting up the other unicorn’s head up by the chin as she fluttered her eyelashes.

“I…I…u-uhhh…!” Fresh Coat’s cheeks were now painted red. “M-Maybe I should talk with one of the others…!”

Twilight Sparkle approached Zecora, still stirring away at her cauldron. “Well, Zecora, I’m happy to see you hosting this year!”

“Indeed, Twilight, though I was not aware, there was so much for me to prepare!” Zecora wiped the sweat from her brow. “I would’ve chosen a better location, if I had better preparation. I fear my home is not that wide, to fit this many creatures inside!”

“Well…admittedly, it’s a bit cozy in here right now…” Twilight nodded. “Though by the end of the month, I’m gonna guess that there will be a bit more room in here.”

“True, my house now is filled to the brim. I just hope I still stand here when the numbers are slim,” Zecora chuckled. “It’d fill me with much frustration, if I couldn’t enjoy my own creation.”

Twilight looked over at the cabinet where the bottles were being stored. “Right, the bottles. I can only assume we’re going to drink them by the end of the month if we win, but why did we all need to drink something before? Just so you could collect our DNA?”

“Nothing like the scientific way that you think. That initial batch was to make us all link.” Zecora tapped her hooves together. “I know for this month that part of the fun, is knowing when a fellow participant is done.”

“So we’re still going to see the other eliminations?” Twilight asked, her cheeks showing a slight shade of pink. “How is that going to work?”

Zecora lightly nudged Twilight in the ribs with a soft chuckle. “I wouldn’t want to spoil the reveal. When the time is right, you’ll know the deal.”

“Aww, fine,” Twilight groaned. “Well, knowing you, Zecora, I’m sure you have plenty of surprises ready for the rest of us.”

Zecora did a formal bow. “I hope that my hosting will reflect, the kind of fun you’ve come to expect!”

Author's Note

And so it begins!

...Again!