The next tests came together nerve-wrackingly as the days went by. They still didn't know their grades and weren't sure if they would receive them after the last day of exams or until the following week. Finally, the last week of the month arrived.

The girls were in the music room. They were playing together to relax; it was a way to relieve the accumulated stress and forget for a moment the tension of the exams. They had just finished a song, with Fluttershy as the vocalist this time.

"Wow, Fluttershy, not bad," Sunset commented, impressed, as she gently put her guitar aside.

"Thanks," replied in a soft voice.

"See? I told you they would like it," Rainbow added, giving her friend a small pat on the shoulder with a proud smile.

"We should play it sometime, if we ever get to perform in public," Twilight suggested, adjusting her glasses and looking at the pink-haired girl. "If you want... It's yours, after all."

"I'd like to, but I don't know if I could sing something so personal in front of a crowd," Fluttershy admitted quietly, nervously playing with her tambourine.

"Almost all of us have a solo now!" Pinkie exclaimed excitedly, glancing at each one, with her signature smile.

"It could be considered a song, though the theme is... a little different," Rainbow commented, raising an eyebrow in an amused tone as she placed the guitar on its stand.

"Each one has its own style," Sunset chimed in, crossing her arms and nodding with a smile.

"At least mine came from a slightly more realistic dream," the multicolored one said, crossing her arms with a half-smile.

"Being a superhero like Flash?" Applejack asked, raising an eyebrow with a mocking smile.

"Having powers is realistic?" Fluttershy asked, with a curious expression.

"I mean it wasn't a pony world, like Pinkie's dream," replied, glancing sideways at the party girl.

Despite the comment, Pinkie wasn't offended. "I don't see the weirdness in it," said with a shrug and a cheerful smile.

"It makes sense; everyone finds their normal dreams in their own way," Twilight added thoughtfully as she picked up some sheet music.

"Being super fast like Flash is way better than being a pony," Rainbow joked with a half-smile.

"A pony too. Can you imagine them flying?" said the party girl, her eyes bright and excited.

"Okay, I think that's enough fiction for today," said the farm girl, shaking her head with a smile as she took off her bass.

"Okay," said her partner as she placed her backpack on her shoulder.

The girls began to put their instruments away when Applejack, placing the bass on the stand, noticed something unusual.

"Looks like someone else was here," commented, pointing to the keyboard, whose lid was open and revealed some worn keys.

"Maybe, since the other music room is used more, some of them come here to play," Sunset guessed, looking at the keyboard and then at the other instruments.

"Maybe Flash and his band," Rainbow said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Could be. Remember that Ringo and Sandalwood also play the piano," Twilight added, looking thoughtfully at the piano.

The blonde closed the keyboard lid, staying silent for a few seconds.

"Lyra and Bon Bon can play too, though I'm not sure if they still practice," Pinkie commented, putting on her backpack.

"It's hard to tell, since they're not in our music classes," Fluttershy said softly, looking around the room before giving her friends one last look.

With the topic now finished, Twilight steered the conversation back to what was important. "Let's go to the library; I need to borrow a book. If you'd rather, just one of you can join me, I won't be long."

"I'm going to borrow a book too," Applejack said, looking at the blue-haired girl.

"I'll go get one," the sporty girl added.

Fluttershy smiled softly. "I'm just going to tag along."

"I want to see more recipes!" the party girl exclaimed.

"Well then, let's go." Sunset led the way to the door.

Once in the library, each of them looked for the books they needed for the last tests. While Twilight and Rainbow approached an area, Applejack decided to do her search in the construction sections. Meanwhile, at the back of one of the shelves, they observed a familiar figure: Rarity was leafing through books, in what seemed to be an intense and precise search.

The other girls, already with their books in hand, approached the librarian's desk to ask for theirs.

The farmer leaned on the counter and took advantage of the distraction of the others to look at the seamstress, remembering how she had felt a little exposed when she saw her with the bottle and also when she left it in the bathroom. Was it kind of her? Yes, maybe she would only admit it to herself. Should she thank her or just pretend that she didn't see her with it? It's only been a few days. How important was that bottle that made her think so much?

"Next!" said the librarian.

"AJ..." Rainbow called.

"AJ..." Sunset repeated, punching her arm.

Applejack turned to the girls. "Yeah? What's up?"

"It's your turn," the librarian said.

"Oh, right," replied, turning to face the librarian and casting one last glance back, surprised to notice the seamstress was gone.

Shrugging off her absence, she looked at the lady and handed her the book. With the book in hand, the girls waited for their cheerful friend, who was the last one missing. They stood to one side of the librarian's counter.

Twilight took the opportunity to remind them about studying. "Girls, this is our last week of exams, so each of you must put your best effort into your homes."

"I know, 'Mama' Twi," Rainbow joked.

The bespectacled girl just rolled her eyes in amusement, while Applejack let out a laugh.

Finally, Pinkie came skipping over with a book in hand. "This should give me more baking ideas!" said, standing next to her friends.

Sunset cast a curious glance at the blonde. "More clear-headed?"

The girl raised an eyebrow, confused. "What?"

Fluttershy, with a slight smile. "Because of that earlier. You got 'stuck'," said, watching her curiously.

"Ah, I was just thinking, that's all," replied, shrugging.

"You know... a 'thank you' is enough if you don't know what to say," a voice interrupted behind her. Applejack tensed in surprise and turned around, as her friends peeked in.

"About what?" asked, trying to look nonchalant. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Rarity giggled lightly and gave her a small smile. "Okay... but could you say something or make a gesture, instead of just staring?" she said, almost laughing.

The farm girl blinked. "Was I too obvious?" thought.

"Thank you? Thank you for what?" Twilight asked, arching an eyebrow, curious.

"Did we miss something?" Pinkie added, amused.

Applejack stood firm, looking at the others and trying to avoid the subject. "Ah... it's nothing, just..." looked at the odist. "You being in a way... that, um... you know..."

"Uhh, Applejack..." Sunset muttered, shaking her head, remembering how bad her friend is at making excuses sometimes.

"And what am I supposed to be?" Rarity asked, raising an eyebrow, amused.

Applejack frowned at her and looked away. "Nothing specific."

The purple-haired girl just turned around. "Good luck tomorrow," said softly, while the blonde raised her gaze slightly. "And you're welcome, if that's what you wanted to hear," added in a playful tone.

Applejack crossed her arms and, out of the corner of her eye, saw Rarity walking away. While the girls looked on, confused.

"Did something happen?" Fluttershy asked, wary. The gazes now turned to the farmer as if they were waiting for answers.

Applejack relaxed her arms and looked at them. "Pfff, you know... just Rarity being..."

"Belle..." Rainbow corrected in a serious tone.

"Yeah, Belle... that's what I said," said laughing almost uncomfortably. "Belle being Belle."

Pinkie, intrigued, smiled. "Did she give you a Drama Queen scene?"

"Or did she talk to you about fashion?" Her partner added, a little annoyed.

Twilight looked at her thoughtfully. "Did she talk to you in depth?"

"Depth?" said Fluttershy, looking at the blue haired girl curiously.

"Nothing, just that in one session I got the impression that I touched a part of her."

"Did she ask you how your studies were going?" asked Sunset.

Applejack cleared her throat and began to walk slowly. "No, no, uh... I don't know what to say about what Twilight said and what she just did," said answering each question. "Let's take it as something..."

"Do you want to interpret her words as good luck?" asked Rainbow, raising an eyebrow.

The farmer turned around. "I never said that... Let's go, we already have what we came for," said showing the book she had asked for. Without further ado, she began to walk towards the exit. Her friends looked at each other, some shrugging, and then began to follow her.

As they left, they split up to go to their lockers to gather their things and then meet up in the parking lot. However, the party girl decided to make one last stop. She wanted to talk to a certain girl about the curious interaction from just now. She went to get her things first and, once she was ready, she headed to the dressmaker's locker.

As she turned the corner, Pinkie noticed a familiar figure in front of Rarity's locker. It was Feather, leaning against the locker, wearing a flirtatious smile, trying to catch the girl's attention, who seemed a little amused by her attempts.

"So, Rarity... I don't know if you know, but I'm good at teaching some subjects," said, smiling at her. "I thought maybe I could teach you something."

Rarity smiled politely. "Oh, that sounds... interesting. Tell me, am I the first one at this?" asked as she closed her locker, looking at it with a half-smile.

"Okay, I got that... and I'm being honest. Yes, I've taught a few girls and boys..." paused, holding up a finger. "Don't misinterpret that last bit."

"I wouldn't," replied.

"And what do you say?" asked, resting a hand on a closed locker and leaning towards the dressmaker.

Just then, Pinkie stepped forward and, without a second thought, jumped in between them with her characteristic enthusiasm. "Rarity! What a coincidence to find you here!" exclaimed, as if she hadn't noticed the boy, giving him a quick hug.

"Oh, Pinkie," said, returning the hug. "I was just finishing packing my stuff."

Feather raised an eyebrow, somewhat annoyed by the interruption, but tried to keep her smile. "Uh... hello, Pinkie. I didn't know you were here too."

"I always show up at the perfect time!" said with a big smile. She then looked at the boy and blinked a few times, as if she was just noticing him. "Oh? Feather, what are you doing here so late? I thought you had another appointment."

Feather froze a little. "Uh... yeah, I almost forgot, I was just about to go."

"Good thing I reminded you," Pinkie said, winking at her friend.

Rarity smiled in amusement. "Don't keep the girls waiting... you don't know how we get."

The boy sighed. "Well, but consider my request," he said, winking at the seamstress. "See you later, Rarity. And... bye, Pinkie."

When Feather finally walked away, the party girl turned to her friend with a mischievous grin. "That boy sure is persistent, isn't he?!"

The seamstress sighed. "He's a nice boy, but... I don't know... he might..."

Pinkie nudged him gently, smiling knowingly. "Rarity thinking of giving him a chance?"

"It's a possibility... I never said anything, you did," said, holding up her hands. "He must have a sentimental side... everyone does."

"Yeah, sure, more so than AJ, right?" Pinkie said, starting to walk with Rarity.

"Huh...?"

"Because of the library," said, causing more confusion in the seamstress. "I'm not good at noticing certain things, but I am with others."

The girl still didn't understand.

"I was surprised that you acted that way with Applejack."

Rarity chuckled. "Yeah, I thought I'd tease her a little. I didn't want things to be so tense. Plus, I think she wanted to talk, and I wanted to do it for her."

"Ah, I'm glad it was just that," the party girl said, as if wiping away a drop of sweat.

"I still don't understand what Applejack and Feather have to do with" said the seamstress, searching for answers.

"Rainbow is my friend and, well... in that little game... I thought I saw some flirting," Pinkie said, with a worried tone.

"Pinkie... they're a couple and you know how bad it would look to get me into a relationship like that," said, showing a little nervousness at the idea. "Even though Rainbow hates me, I wouldn't do something like that... we're just moving forward... I think and that's it."

"Do you think I went a little overboard with how I teased Applejack?" asked, looking at her with a somewhat worried expression.

"I don't know, I just got a little worried," said, shrugging.

"Relax, Pinkie... I'd better change my tactics and not be so playful," said, calming down.

"It could be... and if you need another escape from Feather, Pinkie Pie will come to the rescue!" said, mentioning the boy again, as if it were nothing.

Rarity laughed. "You're a sweetheart, Pinkie."

They both walked away from the lockers, chatting animatedly as they walked towards the exit.

In the parking lot, Applejack was inside her truck, fiddling with her fingers on the steering wheel as her mind wandered back to the conversation she had with Rarity.

"Why, out of the blue, do you decide to play with me like that?" she muttered to herself, a little annoyed. "It's not like I really care... it was just a favor she did me. I didn't even ask her to do it."

Applejack leaned back in the seat, staring at the roof of the truck as she crossed her arms.

"And just because she saw me with the flask, she gets all playful," said, brushing a lock of hair out of her face. "Belle, don't make me laugh."

"If I were to approach her, she wouldn't hesitate to act like she always did and it wouldn't be a joke." She let out a wry laugh. "As if I would actually approach her."

"What reason would there be?" she muttered with a slight purse of her lips. "I better not even think about it."

However, doubt assailed her again. "But... why did she suddenly become so generous?" whispered, before reminding herself, "although... she was always like that..."

She shook her head, trying to dismiss the thoughts. She was so absorbed that she didn't hear the doors open.

"Here we are!" Pinkie said cheerfully, interrupting her thoughts as she settled into the front seat.

"There are fewer and fewer tests left!" Apple Bloom exclaimed from the backseat, closing the door with a soft slam.

Applejack blinked, sitting up straighter in her seat and focusing on them. "Oh, sure. How did the test go?"

"I think so," replied somewhat doubtfully, "but I can't wait for Thursday to come so I can relax with candy," said with a pout.

The blonde chuckled. "There's not much left, sugarcube," said with a smile as she turned the keys to start the engine. "But I'll count every candy you eat."

"Give me a break, sis," replied, pouting exaggeratedly.

Pinkie glanced back, giving the younger girl a knowing grin. "Relax, with what I've got planned you'll be able to hide those candy where no one will find it."

Apple Bloom flashed a mischievous grin. "I'll find the best hiding spot."

Pinkie looked back and gave the younger girl a knowing smile. "Relax, with what I have planned you'll be able to hide those sweets where no one will find them."

Apple Bloom gave a mischievous grin. "I'll find the best hiding spot."

"Funny," Applejack said, shaking her head as she set off. "I'm going to check every nook and cranny."

"Do you have your costume ready yet?" Pinkie asked the younger girl.

Apple Bloom smiled excitedly. "Yeah, but the others haven't told me what costume they picked yet."

"As Pinkie would say, surprises are better," said, looking at her through the rearview mirror.

"And who's going with me this time? You or Big Mac?" Apple Bloom asked, curious.

"Sugarcube, I don't know if..."

The party girl leaned forward, even more excited. "It'll be with Big Mac."

"Really?" The two Apples asked in unison.

"Yeah, Applejack's going to be busy," Pinkie said, placing a hand on the blonde's shoulder.

Applejack glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, a little confused. "I know I said surprises are better, but... this one really surprises me. I don't know if it's good or bad."

"Don't worry, it's good. I'm sure you'll like it, and you'll be there, no matter what," she assured with a confident smile.

"You know what I think about them deciding for me without telling me?" commented, tightening her grip on the steering wheel a little.

"I know, but I also know you'll accept... and it's okay if you don't," Pinkie replied, letting out a nervous laugh.

Apple Bloom crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat. "Are you having a party?"

The party girl let out a snicker. "Who said party?"

"Pinkie, is it a party?" Applejack asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay, yes, it is a party," admitted, her expression changing to a serious one. "But when I announce it, I want you to pretend it's the first time you've heard about it. And Apple Bloom, not a word to the Crusaders... at some point, there will be another party, and you're more than welcome."

Apple Bloom smiled, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Done... my lips are sealed!"

"It's a Pinkie promise," Pinkie said, showing her pinky finger, which Apple Bloom joined with hers in a solemn gesture.

Applejack laughed as she continued driving, feeling complicit in this little conspiracy, promising that she would keep the party's secret as well.

Rarity arrived home with Sweetie Belle and, as soon as they entered, she plopped down on the couch with a deep sigh.

"Just three more days and my worries are over," said, closing her eyes and stretching with a tired expression.

Sweetie Belle sat down next to her and smiled at her. "You say that like you've been working out non-stop these days."

"I think I'm taking it that way," replied, letting out a small laugh. "I have the gym test tomorrow. I'm already exhausted just thinking about it."

"It's not that bad. I know it's not your thing, but at least you seem to be getting used to it," the younger girl said, laughing as she stood up. "And luckily no weird things have happened to you in that class... right?"

Rarity opened her eyes and sat up a little, looking at her sister suspiciously. "Did Pinkie tell you about my embarrassing moment?"

Sweetie Belle just gave her a mischievous smile before heading for the stairs.

"Oh, Pinkie...! But at least you know, right? Nothing to the Crusaders?"

"Relax, I'm sure he only told me," the younger girl replied from the stairs.

With a resigned sigh, Rarity stood up. "I hope so..." muttered. "Well, I'm going to pack my bag to go over the last of what I have left," she said, stretching.

She then looked towards the kitchen. "But first, I'm going to freshen up a bit."

As she poured herself some juice, she laughed softly as she remembered how she had joked with the blonde. She couldn't help but think that she wasn't going to waste that opportunity, although she still had her doubts about how the farm girl would have taken it. She liked seeing her reaction, but her smile faded as she remembered Pinkie's words.

She wasn't flirting with her, was she?

She made a face as she thought about it, but soon shook her head, deciding that it was best not to misinterpret things. Maybe she should try another approach to talking to Applejack when another opportunity arises, she mused as she took a sip of juice.

Leaving the kitchen, she walked slowly, stopping near the stairs. Her gaze fell on a door, and she decided to go in there for a few minutes before getting down to studying. After all, she had already played in the music room.

Hours later, they both heard the sound of the front door.

"Mom, Dad, they're here!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed, quickly walking down the stairs with Rarity following close behind.

"Yeah, it's been a long day," Hondo said, letting out a sigh.

"That makes two of us," the eldest daughter said, smiling as she hugged her dad and then her mom. "I only have three more assessments left."

"I know you'll do well, I've seen how hard you're trying," Cookie replied with a warm smile.

"Well, let's get dinner ready. We have something to tell you," Hondo added, leading his daughters into the kitchen with a hand on Rarity's back.

"Is this a family outing? Or a Halloween surprise? Uh-oh! Are we going to the mall or the movies?" Sweetie Belle asked excitedly, blurting out her random thoughts.

"It's an outing, yes, but not along the lines of what you're thinking," Cookie said, laughing.

"Besides, you already went with Rarity over the weekend to buy the costume," Hondo added with a smile.

Rarity smiled nervously, remembering the little lie she used as an excuse for her sister's already purchased costume without her parents suspecting.

Side B / Indoor Court
The next morning arrived. The students were slowly arriving, some with serious faces, others with expressions of exhaustion. The atmosphere was filled with murmurs as they dispersed to change or mentally review what they had practiced. The men, as always, headed to the other side of the court, leaving the girls with their usual space.

Applejack adjusted her sneakers with a firm gesture, while next to her Rainbow Dash did little jumps.

"I hope this evaluation is really challenging," said the multicolored girl with a confident smile, stretching her arms upward.

"You better not exhaust yourself before time," replied the farm girl, raising an eyebrow as she began to roll her shoulders to warm up.

Not far away, Rarity watched the court with a mixture of anxiety and concentration. She tried to remember the breathing techniques she had practiced to keep herself calm. She knew that physical exercise was not her strong point, but she was determined to give it a try.

"How are you doing?" Pinkie asked with a wide grin as she trotted in place.

"I'm going to fail," said with a dramatic sigh.

"Come on, don't be so pessimistic!" exclaimed energetically.

Rarity couldn't help but giggle lightly. "Where do you get so much energy?"

"Ah, that's easy. Chocolate and coffee! The perfect combination for a morning like this!" Pinkie pointed at herself proudly.

"That explains quite a bit..." the seamstress murmured with a small smile.

Spitfire appeared with her characteristically firm bearing, wearing a stopwatch around her neck. She clapped her hands a couple of times to get attention, and the murmur quickly faded away.

"Alright, girls! Today's the day. I hope you've practiced, because this won't be easy. The evaluation will be divided into two phases, as I explained to you. First, we'll do a series of physical exercises to measure your endurance, flexibility, and body control," she announced in her clear, determined voice.

"After the physical part," Spitfire continued, "we'll do the psychological evaluation. Once you complete the physical exam, along with one I have in mind, each of you will come talk to me and tell me if it really was helpful."

The girls exchanged glances. Fluttershy gulped, clearly nervous, as Twilight gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

"Trust yourself, Flutter. This isn't about competing, just relaxing and showing off what we've learned," the blue-haired girl whispered reassuringly.

The pink-haired girl nodded slowly. "I guess so."

Spitfire stepped forward and held up her stopwatch. "We'll start with a ten-minute warm-up. I want you to focus and do your best in every exercise. Come on, show me what you're made of!"

The girls obeyed. Rainbow led the group as she trotted steadily, casting competitive glances at Applejack, who, needless to say, rose to the challenge by increasing her pace slightly. On the other hand, Fluttershy struggled to keep up, though she let out a tired sigh.

Rarity, stumbling slightly on a couple of occasions. "I just have to get through this without making a fool of myself... that's all," she repeated to herself mentally.

Pinkie, true to form, did exaggerated arm spins as she trotted, causing the girls around her to giggle. Even the dressmaker let out a small laugh at the sight of her: "I think the coffee really did its thing for you, Pinkie."

"I told you! I'm unstoppable!" she replied with a big smile.

When they finished warming up, the teacher took the next step: “Okay, now gather around. I’ll call each of you. You’ll do the exercises and, depending on the stretch, you can have support from another classmate if needed,” she announced in her firm but motivating tone.

The first to be called stepped forward with determination, executing a side stretch with purposeful movements. Spitfire, holding her paper tablet in one hand and her pencil in the other, noted every detail: from the alignment of the shoulders to the depth of the stretch and the rhythm of the breathing. With a brief nod, she quickly jotted something down before calling on the next.

As the students passed by, the differences between them became apparent. Some moved with a natural grace and fluidity, while others showed slight hesitations or tension in their postures. Spitfire remained, focused on analyzing each movement with a critical eye, but also seeking to recognize effort rather than just perfection.

One student impressed by holding a complicated posture with apparent ease, moving with elegance. The teacher made a note: “Excellent control and flexibility.” On the other hand, another moved forward visibly nervous, struggling to keep her balance. The coach kept watching her closely and wrote: “Unsure, but showing genuine effort.”

As some girls waited for their turn, murmurs among them were inevitable. Words of encouragement and light jokes eased the tension, while others mentally repeated their movements.

When the first ones finished, they sat down on the nearby bleachers. Some sighed in relief, moving their arms and legs to relieve muscle tension. The closeness between the companions became evident; they rested their heads on another's shoulder or exchanged small comments to relax.

"I thought I couldn't take it," Fluttershy whispered as she leaned lightly on the bespectacled girl, who nodded slightly, also showing tiredness.

"It's because we're doing different exercises in such a short time," Twilight replied, trying to adjust her glasses.

"But you know how it is: the pain is felt now, but later you won't even remember it," Sunset added from a row above, stretching her legs to avoid cramps.

Applejack nodded, sitting next to the red-haired girl. She watched as another classmate completed her turn, although they all seemed to be present, Rainbow still didn't show off her movements, focused on what the others were doing. It was then that she noticed that the party girl wasn't with them. Looking back, a few steps up, she discovered her lying on Rarity's lap.

"I think I used up all my energy," she heard from Pinkie's lips, who seemed half tired.

The farmer couldn't help but laugh lightly at the role reversal. The cheerful girl, usually full of energy, was now relying on the dressmaker to support her. It was then that she heard it:

"Darlinght, try to get some rest," Rarity said in a soft tone, her signature catchphrase.

"It's been a while since I've heard you say that," Pinkie commented in surprise. The dressmaker let out a light laugh.

Applejack felt a strange sensation upon hearing that word. 'Darlinght.' How long had it been since she last heard him say it? Without knowing why, a small smile appeared on her lips. Deep inside, she remembered how that simple word always felt... sweet to her.

However, her thoughts came to a screeching halt when she looked back again. Her eyes met Rarity's for a brief moment before the farm girl quickly looked away.

"What the hell am I thinking?" she wondered as she clenched her hands lightly, trying to ignore the unexpected heat.

Spitfire looked at the girls with a mischievous grin after they finished with the last student. "Alright, take a breather before we move on to the next assessment, but... there will be a little surprise physical assessment," announced, causing a number of curious and some nervous glances.

At that instant, Professor Bulk Biceps, along with his students and the girls' classmates, walked over to the center of the court, drawing everyone's attention.

The girls looked up in surprise, and the teacher continued, "You're going to choose a partner to do a series of partner stretches. I'll give you a few minutes to adjust."

The students were coming down from the stands looking for who to choose among the men.

Rainbow let out a fruity sigh. "Ahg, if Sorian was here, he would have already picked him," commented, looking around to decide who to choose.

Applejack nodded and soon spotted Caramel among the students. She gave her partner a nudge. "I'm going with Caramel," said, walking over to him as he raised a hand in greeting.

Sunset, already a little further ahead, indicated with a nod that she would go with Flash. "See you later," commented as she turned to her partner.

Twilight, looking around, sighed and followed the redhead. "I'll stick with Timber then," decided, with a small smile as she approached him.

Rainbow and Fluttershy stayed a little behind, exchanging glances. The multicolored one raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Anybody in mind?"

The pink haired girl let out a small laugh. "Ah, well, if I were Sandalwood, he would be my choice," admitted shyly, "but no one would choose me willingly... unless it's the last option."

The sportswoman stood in front of her, giving her a half-smile. "Look, if I were a boy, I wouldn't hesitate: I'd choose you without thinking twice," joked, winking at him.

Fluttershy blushed slightly and opened her mouth slightly, not quite sure how to respond. "It's... nice of you. I'm glad to know someone would choose me," replied with a shy smile.

Rainbow extended her hand. "Let's search together, I won't leave you behind." Fluttershy, regaining her color, smiled. She looked at the hand hesitantly for a bit, but finally decided to reach out to take it.

"Does Dash want to be with me?" a boy's voice suddenly asked.

The animal lover lowered her hand and so did the sportswoman, sighing in frustration. She then looked at the boy.

"I'll go get..." Fluttershy said, about to turn around, but Rainbow's hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"Wait," the rainbow said. She looked at the pink-haired girl and then at the boy. "Hey, tough guy, do you have any friends who are free?" asked.

"Uh... yeah, there's Curly Winds. He hasn't decided yet," the boy said.

"Perfect. Come on, Fluttershy," Rainbow commented, taking a few steps forward as her friend followed her.

On the other hand, Rarity and Pinkie were looking for partners, but neither seemed to be able to decide. The seamstress cast an appraising glance around and muttered, "Some of these boys are too cute for me to focus on. They'd be a distraction."

The party girl laughed, bringing a hand to her chin. "I don't know, I can't decide," commented, looking around with equal indecision.

At that moment, a brown-haired boy with a half-smile walked over and cleared his throat. "Does that include me as a distraction?" asked, clearly amused.

Rarity looked at him. Of course the boy wouldn't miss the opportunity. She assessed him for a few seconds before shrugging. "Cute, but not so cute that he'd distract me," thought with a slight smile. She sighed and added, "Okay, Feather. Let's see what you've got."

Feather raised her fist in victory as Pinkie, smiling, walked away in search of another partner. Before beginning the stretch, the boy leaned in a little, making sure to maintain eye contact.

The curly-haired girl smiled back. "But if you let go of me... goodbye to your pretty face."

"I didn't know you were so rude," said, a little surprised.

"Sorry, I'm just... not at my best," commented with a tired sigh.

Feather directed his gaze a little further down the girl's torso. "Ah... I see," said with a nod, causing Rarity to blush and make a gesture of covering herself.

"Oh my god, Feather! I don't mean that," said, still blushing, trying to calm herself down. "I'm talking about being emotionally drained... from exams."

"Ohhh," the boy said, laughing. "Sorry, I thought... 'girl, bad days'... you know..."

"Well you're wrong, pretty boy," said, crossing her arms and looking away, a little annoyed.

Feather smiled, giving him a playful nudge. "So, this 'pretty boy' does distract you, huh?" she asked, extending her hand.

Rarity sighed, half amused and half exasperated, as she took his hand to begin stretching.

Meanwhile, Rainbow watched the scene and let out a mocking giggle. "How I hate her... it was funny though. She sounded like she was 'on her period'," commented quietly, wiping away a tear of laughter, as her partner got ready beside her.

"Yeah, sometimes her words can be misinterpreted" the boy muttered with a smile, while Fluttershy let out a soft laugh.

Applejack, who was next to him, watched the scene in silence. "Since when does Feather talk to him...?" she muttered, her gaze fixed on them for a moment.

Caramel, her partner, let out a giggle. "Feather likes Rarity" she commented in an amused tone.

Pinkie, who had managed to listen, approached and, pointing at her eyes with her index fingers, added in a mysterious tone: "He has his eye on her."

"So... do they flirt?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"It seems so" said the party girl in a carefree tone as she turned around to return to her partner.

Rainbow shrugged and looked away, almost indifferent. "Ah, well, if that interests her..."

"But does she know the rumors?" Fluttershy wondered, but the multicolored girl shrugged again.

Applejack looked away from Rarity and Feather to pay attention to Caramel, though she glanced at them out of the corner of her eye. "Does she even know what he looks like? It's none of my business anyway," thought, shaking her head slightly to focus on the class.

Caramel extended his hand towards her, ready for the stretch. "Ready, AJ?"

"Sure," said, taking her hand firmly as she tried to concentrate.

The couples began to perform the exercises in pairs under Spitfire's supervision. The court was filled with murmurs and laughter between the partners, as some struggled to maintain balance during the more complicated stretches.

Rarity leaned to the side, Feather holding her arm to keep her from losing her balance. Though her expression was focused, she occasionally cast a slightly annoyed glance at the boy, who seemed to be enjoying the moment a little too much.

"Feather, focus."

"I am, I am," replied, smiling mischievously. "But I can't help it, you're pretty impressive when you put your mind to it."

Rarity rolled her eyes, though a slight curve formed on her lips. "You're impossible," muttered, continuing with the exercise.

Spitfire blew her whistle loudly to get everyone's attention.

"I hope you've settled in well by now," Bulk Biceps said in a firm voice as he glanced at the stopwatch in his hand.

The judging began with Spitfire setting the pace, making it clear that there would be no exceptions for anyone. Each worked on the assigned exercises: flexibility, balance, and coordination.

At first, progress was uneven. Some teams, like Sunset and Flash, seemed to coordinate smoothly, moving naturally as if they were used to working together. Others, like Fluttershy and Curly Winds, moved at a slower pace but with calm, effective communication that allowed them to stay consistent.

Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, seemed more interested in proving her own skill than working with her partner. Although this caused some initial friction, their competitive attitude ended up motivating the other to try harder. Meanwhile, in another corner of the gym, Applejack and Caramel worked with the practical efficiency characteristic of the farmer.

For their part, Rarity and Feather stood out... but not in the way they expected. Between the boy's jokes and the exasperated look of the dressmaker, their dynamic caught the attention of some, but not always for positive reasons. Still, they managed to complete the exercises without any major complications, although the contrast in their styles was evident.

Overall, the couples managed to advance with varying levels of success. Spitfire and Bulk Biceps walked between them, evaluating with critical eyes and making specific comments: "Good job on the coordination" or "You need more synchronization." The atmosphere was a mix of effort and frustration, but little by little everyone began to adapt.

When it was time for the last exercise. This was where team dynamics were really put to the test. Some faced small mishaps, such as stumbling or disagreements. In the end, the evaluation served not only to measure the physical abilities of each couple, but also to highlight their strengths and weaknesses as a team.

"Alright, students, we're ready!" The teacher announced as she wrote something down on her paper tablet. She then glanced at Professor Bulk Biceps, who nodded in approval.

"Come on, guys! It's time for your last assessment," the teacher added, gesturing for them to follow.

The boys said goodbye to their classmates with words of encouragement or a simple "thank you" for their cooperation before leaving.

Once they were separated from their classmates again, the teacher regained the group's attention, announcing the final stage of the assessment: an individual discussion. One by one, the students made their way to a designated area, where Spitfire was waiting for them with a notebook and a receptive attitude.

Most agreed that the stretches had been a relief. Twilight, for example, said that they had allowed her to clear her mind between long study sessions. "At first I thought it would be a waste of time, but it really helped me relax," admitted.

Sunset Shimmer acknowledged that the activity had helped. "I guess it was good to clear my head," said, though she quickly added, "But tests are still a nightmare."

Rainbow Dash commented, with her usual confidence, "I wasn't interested in this mental stuff, but it was a necessary respite," and added with a smile, "Though, honestly, stress never stops me."

For Rarity, the experience of stretching hadn't been much help, causing her to look at the teacher with some nervousness. "The stretches helped me get my body used to the exercises, but as for whether they helped me manage stress..." She paused before parting her lips.

Meanwhile, back in the dressing rooms, every time the girls finished their conversation with Spitfire, the teacher gave them permission to change.

"Not bad," Lyra commented as she put away her sports clothes.

"I'm not complaining, it was just like those routine exercises I already do," Rainbow said, already in her usual clothes, tying her sneakers.

"The great and powerful Trixie has a feeling that everything went as she anticipated," added, exaggerating the movements of her arms.

"Hey! Feelings are my specialty," Pinkie replied, entering with a smile.

"But Trixie is a mag-" the gray-haired girl was going to say, until Starlight interrupted her.

"Trixie, haven't you changed yet?" her friend asked, arching an eyebrow.

"I know, I know," replied, opening her bag calmly.

"Pinkie, should we wait for you here or outside?" Sunset asked as she hung her backpack.

"I won't be long, so I'll be with you in a few seconds," replied with a half smile.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Applejack commented, taking her bag. "As long as you don't get distracted by talking to someone or eating some candy."

"Nah! Not this time. Besides, I'll wait for Rarity outside," Pinkie said, winking as she pulled out a chocolate bar.

"Sounds good," Rainbow added quickly, heading for the door.

"We'll wait for you outside," Fluttershy said softly.

"We'll hurry her along if she gets distracted," Bon Bon added, waving goodbye.

"Thanks," Rainbow replied, giggling.

Near the exit of the dressing rooms, the girls began to chat while they waited for the party girl.

"Do you think we're finally out of stretching?" Fluttershy asked.

"I don't know, but I'm 100% sure we'll be doing some kind of sport next," Rainbow replied as she rubbed her palms together excitedly. "The teacher gave a hint... rebounding."

"Finally, it's basketball time," Sunset said, crossing her arms.

Applejack listened and nodded, but her attention was diverted when she saw a boy in the distance that she recognized. As usual, he was with a different girl. Without realizing it, she began to walk after him, frowning.

"Ready! I told you I wouldn't be long," Pinkie said, popping the last piece of chocolate into her mouth. "And since Applejack's gone, what do we do? Like I said, I'll wait here for Rarity. What about you?"

The girls looked around, noticing that the farm girl was gone.

"When?" Twilight asked, confused.

"She had a Pinkie moment," Rainbow joked, crossing her arms.

"It runs in the family!" The party girl continued to joke. "She left right when I walked up."

"We didn't even notice," Sunset commented, cocking her head as she looked at the spot where the blonde was.

Up ahead, Applejack followed Feather Bangs, watching as she moved from flirtatiously talking to one girl to another. She shook her head and muttered, "Seriously, Belle is interested in this jerk?"

She stopped, realizing her own words and that she had strayed too far from her friends. "Ugh... Why would I be interested?" said to herself as she walked back.

When she returned to the meeting point, she looked around and sighed. "Great, all because I was distracted," muttered, shaking her head.

A few steps away, Pinkie walked alongside Rarity. After saying goodbye to the others, she decided to wait for the wavy-haired girl. When the seamstress came out of the dressing room, she told her how Spitfire had shaken her head after hearing her honest answer about stretching, confessing that it hadn't been very useful.

Frustration was already evident on her friend's face, reflected in her slightly furrowed brow and the tension of her lips. The party girl, seeing her like this, tried to cheer her up as best she could, searching for the right words to ease her discomfort.

Pinkie watched her closely as Rarity approached a water dispenser. Seeing her take a pill and swallow it with a sip of water, she stopped, feeling an unsettling familiarity.

The seamstress noticed her presence and looked curiously at her friend's thoughtful expression. "Is something wrong, darlinght?" asked, surprised to see her like this.

"Are you taking a pill? Do you have a headache or are you stressed?" asked, with a mix of curiosity and concern.

Rarity sighed. "Yes, although it's mild. I took it yesterday too."

From the corner of a nearby hallway, someone watched and then shook his head before walking away, thinking, "Pills so often? I shouldn't rely so much on them if it's just something minor."

The seamstress raised an eyebrow, noticing that the party girl was still looking at her with concern. "Why are you so nervous?"

Pinkie shrugged, somewhat uneasy. "I didn't want to mention it, but... this scene is just like that time. Taking a pill next to a dispenser, then you dropped the cup... and then you went to get some air and... 'that' happened."

Rarity looked at the disposable cup, then at the strip of pills, and finally nodded, remembering. "You're right. But don't worry, you know I have no reason for something like that now..."

The cheerful girl nodded, trying to calm down. "It's true, I guess."

The curly-haired girl showed her the strip of pills. "Besides, like I told you, it's just a slight pain. I'm trying my best not to stress myself out."

Pinkie relaxed her shoulders a little, although her eyes still showed concern. "That's good..."

Remembering something, Rarity said, "And thank goodness I didn't mix up the pills this time... like that time I decided to take the ones for my seizures..." She trailed off, realizing she'd talked too much.

The party girl leaned in, intrigued. "Seizures?" asked, with a curious smile.

Rarity sighed, seeing that she had no way out. "Okay... I'll tell you, but don't say anything... and I mean it."

"Wow, that sounds important!" said excitedly.

The seamstress laughed, knowing that her friend rarely took anything seriously until she understood the importance. They began to walk, and Pinkie listened with unusual attention.

"Well, those days before what I did... you know, I had a lot of stuff piled up," explained, as they began to walk.

"You were up to your neck in stuff."

Rarity nodded. "Exactly. All that stress started to take its toll on me, and I had an episode..."

"Episode?" she asked, still not understanding.

"Like a seizure," the seamstress said, trying to get her to understand. "It was anxiety from the stress."

"Ohhh..." Pinkie said, nodding slowly. "Is that something I should be worried about? Do I have to be careful?"

"Not that much, unless you see me really anxious," said, remembering her family. "Plus, my parents are pretty overprotective and keep an eye out for me if I've had an attack."

The party girl laughed. "That's how parents are, and even siblings are. For example, Maud always keeps an eye on me, and I keep an eye on her, just like the rest of my family."

Rarity thought, looking at her. "I know that under all that joy there's a girl who can be serious and care a lot about her loved ones."

"And did you have an episode these days?" Pinkie asked, seeing that her friend was still deep in thought.

"I got nervous thinking about the future. It was so fast that I barely processed it. I don't want to tell you the feeling you get in the middle of an attack, but what happens after is terrible" she said, grimacing. "It can be muscle exhaustion, fatigue, or sometimes disorientation."

"Wow... all of that together must be... I don't want to even think about it" said the party girl with wide eyes.

"It's not always all together, sometimes just one or two of those symptoms. That's why I take some medicine after an attack, to relieve muscle tension" continued Rarity. "Do you remember that day when we studied together?"

"Yeah, your brain was fried!" said, making an exaggerated gesture.

The purple-haired girl shook her head, smiling. "I played along, I admit... That day I took the medicine for a previous attack, but I forgot that it has side effects and makes me sleepy. That's why I fell asleep in the library."

"So it's like a dose of sleeping pill?" asked, tilting her head.

"You could say so. That 'dose of sleeping pill' knocked me out."

Pinkie paused, suddenly remembering something. "Sleep! That's right, sleep!" said as she pulled out her phone.

Rarity blinked, confused. "Pinkie...?"

"Don't be upset," said, smiling nervously.

The seamstress raised an eyebrow. "Why would I be upset?"

After a moment's hesitation, she showed her a photo in her gallery: it was Rarity, fast asleep, with some comic filters applied: one with swirls on her cheeks and another with a mustache and a black eye drawn on.

Rarity looked at the photos in surprise. "You didn't upload them... did you?" asked, looking serious.

Pinkie shook her head, laughing. "Of course not! I just used the filters to see what you'd look like. Plus, I stopped Rainbow from drawing you. I was curious about... what you'd look like, though."

The seamstress looked at her, her expression somewhere between annoyed and amused. "Thanks for that. I'm glad you didn't."

The party girl laughed. "Yeah, Applejack told me it would upset you, that you'd probably lose trust in me."

Rarity looked up, surprised. "Applejack?"

Pinkie nodded. "She said you'd probably get worse and it might affect your confidence," added with a small smile. "I guess she was right."

The curly-haired girl was silent for a second, surprised. "Applejack said that...?" asked incredulously.

The cheerful girl looked at her, tilting her head. "You don't believe it?"

The seamstress walked back. "I'll believe it when I see it from her."

Pinkie shrugged and followed her. "Should I delete the photo or let me keep it as..." said taking Rarity's shoulder and making a theatrical gesture in the air, "funny moments of my friends."

"You already have a collection, right?" she asked, anticipating the answer.

Pinkie nodded enthusiastically.

Rarity giggled. "Okay, keep it, but just the regular one, not the others."

"Oww" said, though agreeing to the condition. "So, how was it having Feather as a partner?" asked, flirtatious.

"He's a little annoying, but charming in his own way."

"So you're interested..." Pinkie said playfully. Then, seeing two girls, she waved happily and put her arms around them. "You guys, what do you think? Rarity and Feather... would you make a cute couple?"

"Feather?" Lyra asked, looking at the sophisticated girl curiously.

"Hmm, I don't know. Do you like him?" Bon Bon chimed in, eyeing the seamstress with a raised eyebrow.

"I never said that... I just mentioned to Pinkie that she might consider..." Rarity replied, somewhat unsure.

"I knew this girl would change her mind about her love life," Lyra said, stepping away from the party girl to approach the curly-haired girl. "But do you know what he's like?"

"My mind can change," Rarity replied firmly. "And yes, Pinkie told me what he's like with girls."

"That's right, girls!" the cheerful girl exclaimed, nodding quickly.

Bon Bon put a hand to her chin, thoughtful. "He flirted with me once, and honestly it made me feel uncomfortable."

"..." Rarity thought for a moment, trying to justify it based on Bon Bon's tastes.

"Me too. I ended up slapping him," Lyra added matter-of-factly.

"Wow..." the seamstress muttered, surprised.

"Well, let's see if you have any luck with him," Bon Bon commented with a half-smile.

Rarity let out a sigh, already anticipating that she would have to endure a lecture about the flirtatious college boy. And she wouldn't be wrong.

Fluttershy and Sunset were sitting on one of the patio chairs, watching some of their classmates having fun doing various activities, such as dancing or playing games.

At that moment, Rainbow and Twilight approached with a coffee in each hand. Upon arriving, the multicolored girl noticed Applejack appearing around a corner.

"You're here? Where did you go?" asked, offering the coffee to Fluttershy. Twilight did the same, handing hers to Sunset.

"I was going to talk to someone, but I was busy," Applejack said as she sat down. "Did I miss something?" asked, settling into her seat.

"Nothing, just that the cold ones wanted something hot for the cold," Rainbow joked.

"Not all of them. I just asked for it so I wouldn't leave you two drinking alone," the red-haired girl clarified with a smile.

"I asked for one to get more active," the athlete commented, taking a sip.

"Yeah, it's getting colder," Applejack commented, adjusting her black coat over her flannel.

"Do you want one too?" Fluttershy asked after taking a sip.

"No, I'm fine," replied, shaking her head. "And how was the psych evaluation?" asked with interest.

"I said I didn't notice a change..." the pink haired girl mentioned, causing the girls to tilt their heads in confusion.

"I mean, despite the stretches, it's not that they didn't help, but I never really felt stressed enough for the stretches to give noticeable results," Fluttershy explained, frowning slightly. "You got me, right?"

"Kind of," Rainbow said, taking a sip of her bitter coffee.

"Maybe it did work, but you didn't notice. That's why you didn't feel stressed or pressured by your studies," Sunset commented.

"It's possible... since I did get nervous after every test. Going to the animal shelter also helps."

"Possibly. Are we going to miss tomorrow? We don't have anything, and the last two exams are after that," Rainbow commented.

"Depends on the subject," Sunset said.

"Let's just say I'm kind of lucky with the two on Thursday," she replied with a victorious grin.

"Are they muscular?" Twilight asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Yep!"

"Lucky for you. We're lacking in numerical stuff," the redhead said, pointing at herself and Twilight.

"It's not exactly math, but it's kind of there," Applejack commented.

"Medicine," Fluttershy said.

"Uhh... I don't know what to say to that," Rainbow said, shrugging.

"I'd say don't miss and practice a little," Twilight suggested.

"Okay, meet me tomorrow at the campus pool. I'll be there first thing," the multicolored one said, crossing her arms behind her head.

"Wow, it's already getting colder, and you're going to get into the freezing water?" asked the pink-haired girl, worried.

"I'm really hot," said pointing at herself, then clarifying, clearing her throat: "Hot veins! What Twilight said last week... Oh, girls, you understand."

"No, we do understand, but you got yourself into a tangle," the farm girl commented, amused.

Rainbow grimaced, looking at each of her friends for support, but they all nodded with a smile.

"Okay," was all she could say, resigned.

Applejack crossed her arms, settling herself better in her chair as she watched the wind blow some dry leaves around the courtyard. "And what are you going to do after here?" asked, breaking the brief silence.

"Well... studying, I guess," Twilight replied, shrugging. "I want to study before the last tests."

"Same here," Sunset said, looking at the bespectacled girl. "Though in this cold, I don't know if I'll be able to concentrate. I might end up wrapped in a blanket."

Fluttershy nodded shyly. "I was thinking about going to the shelter afterward."

"What about you, Dash? Are you really going to the pool this early?" Sunset asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Of course!" exclaimed confidently. "I have to keep up my routine, you know? Even though it's cold, the water gets me going."

Applejack laughed softly. "And you just want to show off that you can swim in ice-cold water?"

Rainbow looked at her with a defiant expression. "Are you saying you couldn't?"

The farm girl raised her hands in surrender. "No. I prefer the warmth of a nice fireplace."

"I can almost picture you by the fire, wearing your hat and carrying a book," Sunset commented with a smile.

"My fault for being so predictable," admitted, amused.

"What if we all go?" Twilight suggested suddenly. "We could join Rainbow in the pool, if only to support her from the sidelines."

"Or to watch her freeze!" the red-haired girl added, laughing.

"You're so cruel," Rainbow replied with a smile of false indignation. "But I accept the challenge. Go on, and I'll show you how to swim like a champion."

Fluttershy looked at Rainbow with concern. "What if you catch a cold?"

"Impossible," assured, gently hitting her chest. "I'm indestructible."

"Indestructible... until the first sneeze makes you reach for a blanket," Applejack muttered, causing the group to laugh.

"Okay, okay," Rainbow said, pretending to give up. "I'll prove it tomorrow. But I don't want any excuses, I want them there!"

"Count me in," Twilight said, smiling.

"Me too," Sunset added, though her expression denoted amusement rather than commitment.

"Perfect. Now you have a date with me at the pool," the multicolored girl concluded with a triumphant smile.

The group continued to chat with laughter, enjoying the brief morning break before returning to their respective plans.

The conversation continued between jokes and occasional comments. When the clock struck almost noon, each decided to continue with their respective plans after leaving the university.

With the sun setting, they all returned home, mentally preparing themselves for the final tests. Despite the hustle and bustle, the group had in mind the improvised plan of accompanying Rainbow to the pool.

The next day...

The cool morning air grew more intense as the days passed, but once inside the pool area, an enclosed space that barely felt cold.

"I told you that you wouldn't regret it!" exclaimed Rainbow as she adjusted her swimming cap by the edge of the pool.

"You sure about that?" asked Sunset, raising an eyebrow.

"That's because you don't have the attitude of a champion," said, giving them a challenging look.

Fluttershy watched with concern. "Rainbow, are you really sure? The water must be freezing..."

"More than sure!" replied, ready to dive in. "Watch and learn!"

Twilight adjusted her glasses. "If we regret it, at least we'll have time to warm up, before continuing with our studies."

The multicolored girl, ignoring the comments, dove into the pool with an almost rehearsed grace, splashing water towards the group. The girls screamed, instantly backing away.

"Rainbow Dash!" some exclaimed in unison, shaking water droplets off their jackets.

"You're going to regret that!" Applejack said in annoyance.

"It was refreshing," Pinkie replied nonchalantly, wiping a drop of water from her face.

Fluttershy touched the water on her face, checking if it was cold or not.

Rainbow emerged with a triumphant smile. "What did I tell you? Indestructible!" proclaimed, challenging them with a glare as steam rose from the pool.

The others looked at each other, resigned, as they leaned on the railing.

The athlete continued swimming, showing off her skills, while Twilight noticed how Fluttershy observed the place with curiosity.

"Is something wrong?" asked, turning to her.

"Do you remember when Dash came after the Wondercolts lost?" Fluttershy asked back.

"Yeah, she was all wet."

"I think she came here," said, pointing to the pool.

"Hmm... She was late getting back... from here to the court? That would make sense," Twilight commented thoughtfully. "But why here?"

"This is probably her place to think, besides the court," Fluttershy thought. "Maybe it was her best option at the moment."

"Jumping into the pool?" asked, a little incredulous.

"Your place is the science room and the library," the pink-haired girl said calmly.

Twilight opened her mouth to answer, but closed it after a few seconds. "You're right," admitted.

"And yours is the shelter..." Pinkie added, suddenly appearing between the two, which startled them a little. "Has Rainbow already seen it? I'm sure it would seem magical to her in your own way."

"Just the entrance, but I'd like to show it to him. I just hope it's at a time when Discord isn't around," Fluttershy replied, watching as Rainbow swam back. "Dash doesn't like me."

"Discord! I like that guy," the party girl said, smirking.

"Do you notice how sarcastic he is?" Twilight asked Pinkie, raising an eyebrow.

"Rainbow's a joker, too," Fluttershy defended.

"Touché," the bespectacled girl said, accepting her defeat. Pinkie let out a light laugh at that.

A while passed and Twilight, looking at the time, opened her eyes in surprise as she remembered something important: Rarity had asked her for the last session.

"Guys, I just remembered something! I have to go," announced, beginning to hurry away.

"Okay, see you later," Applejack said calmly.

"The library?" Pinkie asked cheerfully.

"Who said the library?" Twilight replied as she walked further and further away until she got outside.

Sunset raised an eyebrow, suspecting that she knew exactly where her friend was going.

Twilight walked quickly down the hall towards the library, trying to keep her head down to avoid curious glances. As she turned a corner, she collided almost head-on with Sunset, who looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" asked in a curious tone.

"Uh... weren't you with the others?" Twilight asked, surprised to see her.

"I left seconds later, since I have something to do too," Sunset replied with her hands on her hips and a half smile. "So... what are you doing here?"

"I have some things to do in the library. Nothing important!" replied, looking away and quickening her pace.

Sunset narrowed her eyes and began to follow her. "Let me guess, you're going to help someone in math, right? Someone whose name rhymes with 'vanity'?"

Twilight stopped and sighed. "Okay... yeah, I'm going to help her," admitted, somewhat uncomfortable. "But why so interested?"

The redhead crossed her arms, amused. "Because I was going to find her to help her too." Twilight widened her eyes, surprised. "Why are you hiding it if everyone already knows?" asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know how I didn't figure out before that you were the one helping her."

"I didn't know you were doing it either..." the blue-haired girl said, a little evasive.

"Now I understand why you disappeared," she commented, standing next to her.

"I didn't know how they would take it," Twilight said.

"Same here," Sunset admitted, shrugging. "And now you were sneaking around like before to help her even though we already know about it?"

"I'd gotten into the habit of 'sneaking around'," she replied, making quotation marks with her fingers.

"Really?" The redhead let out a small laugh. "It seems she asked us both for help today. Why don't we both go?"

Twilight hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"I don't see why not... This would be her last session before the final test, and two minds at once will help," said, nodding.

"Okay, let's go together."

They both arrived at the library and spotted Rarity at a table, with her back turned, reviewing some notes. When Twilight greeted her with a "I'm here, ready for your last session?", the seamstress turned around and dropped the books she was holding when she saw Sunset as well, who waved at her in amusement.

"Sunset Shimmer... and Twilight? You... both... here?" she stammered, hastily gathering her books as she looked at them in surprise.

Sunset shrugged. "It seems I discovered your first tutor."

"Uh... I knew that at some point... but I didn't expect..." Rarity said, her mouth half open.

Twilight sat down, trying to downplay it. "We both decided it would be easier."

The seamstress, still somewhat perplexed, left the books on the table and smiled nervously. "Well... that will be... interesting, no doubt."

"Let's get to it," the red-haired girl said as she sat down.

The two of them raised their heads, waiting for the dressmaker to sit down.

"Right, sorry," said, sitting down across from them. "Where do we start?"

"Where we left off last time," Twilight said.

Rarity flipped to the page in her notebook, stealing a glance at the two of them. "This is going to be a little awkward,"thought.

"Well, it's easy, like I said," Twilight repeated confidently, adjusting her pencil on the notebook.

"Once I get it," Rarity muttered, letting out a nervous laugh as she tried to focus on the explanation.

"Let's get to the part where you always stumble," Sunset commented, peering closely at the dressmaker's messy notes.

Rarity sighed and nodded, feeling the pressure of having both girls helping her. Though grateful, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at the unexpected attention.

Twilight and Sunset began to explain a section of the calculations, but the seamstress could barely concentrate. Her thoughts wandered, and the words seemed to get lost in the air.

"Shall we do it like we taught Pinkie?" Twilight asked, her characteristic analytical tone.

"Yeah, I think it'll be easier for her," Sunset replied, pulling out a marker.

Rarity lowered her head, lost in thought again. When she came back into focus, she noticed both of them looking at her.

"Did you understand the example now?" the red-haired girl asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Uh... sorry?" The wavy-haired girl blinked, realizing she hadn't heard anything.

Sunset exhaled patiently. "Come on again."

Rarity wanted to speak, but her words were left half-said: "Aren't you going to...?"

The two girls looked at each other, noticing the distraction.

"Two are better than one. Let's continue," Sunset commented in a neutral tone that made Rarity wonder if there was something else behind her words.

"Twilight, explain it from another angle."

"Sure." Twilight leaned forward. "Imagine this problem as a dress you're working on. What would you do first?"

Rarity raised an eyebrow. "A dress in progress? Couldn't that be another example?"

"Belle, come on..." Sunset commented with a hint of impatience.

"Okay," the bespectacled girl interrupted, easing the tension. "Let's find another example."

Her friend looked at her in confusion. For Twilight's part, she remembered how the seamstress seemed uncomfortable that time they talked about design.

"Let's see..." muttered, bringing a hand to her chin. "I got it! Fashion."

"Fashion," Rarity repeated, incredulous.

"What would you do if you saw black shoes paired with something more colorful?" asked with a sly grin.

"Oh no!" she exclaimed, making a face of horror. "That would be a disaster. I'd immediately go for something that matches better."

"It wasn't that big of a deal..." Sunset muttered, holding back her laughter.

Rarity cleared her throat to compose herself. "Darli... I mean... Sunset Shimmer, please."

Twilight tried not to laugh and resumed the topic. "So, back to the problem, think of the main terms as the key pieces of a design: the color and the fabric. Once you identify them, everything else falls into place."

"I understand..." said, finally grasping the concept.

She remembered when she helped the party girl. "Is this what Pinkie Pie was taught? Because when I helped her, she gave examples..."

"Yeah, it seems you didn't listen when we mentioned it," Twilight replied with a small smile.

"Okay, back to the example," Sunset chimed in, resuming the lesson.

After several more minutes of explanation, they finally got Rarity to understand the equation.

"Wow... I think I get it," she said, looking up at the two of them. "Thanks for... well, patience."

"It's nothing," Twilight replied, putting away her notes.

"Yeah, just make sure you review it before the test," Sunset added with a slight smile.

The seamstress stood up, gathered her things, and headed for the exit. However, just before she walked away, she turned around.

"About studying..." began, her tone hesitant.

The two of them looked at her, waiting.

"Never mind," said finally. "Thanks, and... I'm off now."

Rarity walked while taking a deep breath. The study hadn't gone badly, but the fact that they didn't say anything about why she had hidden that she had studied with the two of them had made her nervous. She headed towards a hallway to get a drink of water.

"I thought it would be more awkward," Twilight commented as she walked out with Sunset, adjusting her backpack.

"Yeah, looks like she's ready for the final assessment," Sunset added, crossing her arms.

"We all are," Rainbow said, walking over with the others.

"Yeah, but I was talking about a certain sophisticated girl," the redhead replied with a lopsided smile, glancing at Twilight out of the corner of her eye.

"What's that about?" Applejack asked, crossing her arms with a slight frown.

The multicolored girl let out a sigh, guessing. "Study session?" The two nodded in agreement.

"And who helped her this time?" Fluttershy asked softly.

"Actually, we both helped her," Twilight explained, adjusting her glasses.

"Both of us?" the surprised farmer repeated, raising an eyebrow.

"I can just imagine her face," Pinkie said, letting out a giggle that echoed through the hallway.

"Yeah, looks like she couldn't quite concentrate," the bespectacled girl commented.

"I didn't think it would affect her that much," Sunset added with a slight shrug.

"Considering she told Sunset that someone else was helping her and then they found out the truth..." Fluttershy added cautiously.

"...only to end up running into both of them and being speechless," Pinkie finished, bringing a hand to her mouth to stifle another giggle.

"I'd say she probably expected us to talk about it, but she didn't imagine the two of us would team up to study together, wondering if you weren't upset," Fluttershy said, frowning slightly.

"And did she feel bad?" Applejack asked, her tone curious.

"In our own way, we told her it was okay," Sunset explained, uncrossing her arms and placing a hand on her hip.

"Exactly, though I don't think she noticed," Twilight added, letting out a sigh. "She left looking a little nervous," said, nodding toward a nearby hallway.

Applejack caught a glimpse of Rarity walking away, her perfectly styled hair bobbing with each hurried step. She glanced at her friends for a moment, then back toward the hallway. "I'm going to get some cookies," said suddenly, taking a step in that direction.

"Cookies?" Rainbow asked, puzzled as she arched an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah... from the vending machine," she quickly replied, briefly glancing at her friends before looking back at the hallway with some urgency.

"I was going to say that our lockers are in the other direction."

"Get me some of those colorful ones," Pinkie said, jumping up.

"I will," Applejack replied with a slight smile before walking away toward the hallway, taking one last look toward the corner where the dressmaker had disappeared.

"You know, I'm happy for the test to come," the party girl commented excitedly.

"Pinkie happy for a test?" Rainbow asked, raising both eyebrows in a mix of disbelief and curiosity.

"More for what happens next," she said with a smile full of excitement.

Applejack laughed at what she heard from the party girl. However, the sounds grew more distant as she walked away, passing by some students in the hallway. When she got to the corner, she didn't see Rarity, so she decided to go down another hallway. There she found her, drinking water from the water dispenser.

"Is she going to take another pill? Doesn't she get any rest?" thought as she watched the seamstress pull a small box out of her backpack. With slow steps, she approached.

"Are you lost or are you following me?" Rarity asked, noticing the farmer's reflection on the wall as she wiped her lip after drinking water.

"Of course not..." Applejack replied, as she placed one hand on the locker and left the other in her pocket.

"So?" insisted, turning her head to look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Just... the vending machine," said with disinterest. "You know there are better ways to relieve headaches," added, gesturing with her finger towards the pill.

"Enlighten me," Rarity replied, as if challenging her.

"Stretches, like we did in class," replied, as she stretched out an arm to demonstrate.

"You know how bad I am at that... I think I can guess my grade," the seamstress commented. "I'm sure you can guess it too."

The farm girl raised her head slightly. "Yeah, I should have thought that through."

"Not all pain is relieved by stretching, not when it's severe," Rarity said, leaning towards her a little.

"But mild pain is," Applejack replied, taking a step and lightly tapping the seamstress's arm, who was surprised by the gesture. "Fresh air."

Rarity looked at her, a little taken aback. "Is she trying to make me feel better?" thought, her eyes widening in surprise.

The blonde turned around. "What?" asked nonchalantly.

"I didn't expect that from you... but thanks."

Applejack frowned slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about," muttered, looking away.

"Okay, I'll do as you say," Rarity replied, pocketing the pill and starting to walk away. "I have another method for relaxing."

"Thanks for the concern," said without turning around, as she continued walking. "It was true, after all," thought, letting a small smile form on her lips.

"I didn't..." Applejack muttered, grimacing and looking down. She shook her head as she watched her walk away. "Belle, Belle, Belle..." said quietly, letting out a sigh.

She headed over to the nearest vending machine and bought a package of cookies, making good on her excuse. Though she had no intention of admitting it, she couldn't just go back to the girls empty-handed, especially after Pinkie had specifically asked for those colorful cookies.

Side A / School Yard
The Crusaders were spread out on a bench under the shade of a tree, their notebooks and books open in front of them. The initial enthusiasm for studying had faded, leaving only sighs and bored looks. Spike sat next to them, a history book in front of him that he was barely skimming through.

"This is a pain," Apple Bloom muttered, resting her head on her hand. "Who needs to know so many dates if it's all forgotten after the test?"

"This is the first time I agree with you," Scootaloo added, twirling her pencil between her fingers. "I don't know if history or math is worse."

"I think biology is worse," Sweetie Belle said, sighing as she looked over her notes. "Why do we have to learn about plants if we don't even use them?"

Spike looked up from his book and gave them a sympathetic look. "Hey, it's not that bad. It could be worse. Imagine having to study all this at home while Twilight corrects every word you say."

"That sounds... terrible," the magenta-haired girl said, shuddering.

"And speaking of terrible things," the youngest Belle interrupted, dropping her notebook on the bench, "have you heard from Diamond Tiara? I thought she'd be making a big fuss about the trip... that hasn't been announced yet."

Spike shook his head, putting his book aside. "Nothing. It's weird. Usually she'd be complaining on the calls she gets."

"Do you think they've cancelled it?" Apple Bloom asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Let's hope not, it'll be like our break," Scootaloo replied, with a half-smile at the end.

"We still have tomorrow, because the last tests are," Sweetie Belle commented, playing with her pencil.

Spike sighed and leaned back on the bench. "Maybe they'll say it before or after the last test."

The youngest Apple pulled another notebook out of her backpack. "Well, there better be a trip. If not, I'll be studying so hard my brain is going to melt."

"I hope it's somewhere with a pool," the magenta haired girl said with a dreamy smile. "Something to make up for this boredom."

Sweetie Belle nodded. "And no homework. Definitely no homework."

Spike nodded with a smile. "Although from what we heard, part of the place... but maybe that land I mentioned would be enjoyable."

"And in the meantime, what do we do?" Sweetie Belle asked, yawning.

"Keep studying," Spike replied with a dramatic gesture, earning more laughter from the group as they tried to focus again.

Time passed slowly as the group continued to struggle to study. Between yawns and complaints, they managed to review enough to feel moderately satisfied.

"I think if I see one more formula, my brain will explode," Scootaloo said, closing her book.

Sweetie Belle checked her watch on her phone and stood up from the bench with a sigh of relief. "Well, it's time to go. Our sisters should be waiting for us."

"Finally," Apple Bloom added as she gathered her things. "I hope Applejack brought an apple to cheer me up after this ordeal."

Spike put his book back in his backpack and smiled. "Ready to take on the world again?"

"As long as I don't have to see any more equations, I'm ready for anything," Scootaloo replied.

The group headed toward the main entrance. As they walked, the sun began to set, bathing the sky in shades of orange and pink.

"There's my sister," Sweetie Belle noted as she saw Rarity standing there, checking something on her phone.

When she arrived, she hugged her. "I'm exhausted! Please tell me we're going home to rest."

Rarity smiled, stroking her hair. "Sure, dear. Though first, maybe we'll stop by for something sweet to cheer you up."

"That sounds perfect!" replied, then looked at her friends. "Well, we'll part ways here. See you tomorrow."

"Bye!" the three said in unison.

"Umm... Apple Bloom?" Rarity called out before they left.

"Yes, Rarity?" replied, turning around curiously.

"Text your sister for me," said with a half smile and a wink. "Tell her I'm out for some fresh air. She'll understand."

"Okay..." Apple Bloom replied, a little confused by the message. Looking at her friends, they both shrugged.

"Bye, Sweetie and Rarity!" the three said before running off to the parking lot.

"Bye," the sisters replied.

With hurried steps, the three of them arrived at the parking lot, where their older sisters were already waiting for them. Twilight, who was further away, was passed by by Spike after briefly saying goodbye to the girls.

Apple Bloom turned to Applejack and dropped her backpack with a dramatic sigh. "Please tell me you brought an extra apple."

Her sister laughed, pulling a red apple out of her bag and handing it to her. "I always think of everything, sis. How was studying?"

"Tiring," replied between bites.

Scootaloo came up to Rainbow Dash, who shot her a wink. "How's it going, Scoot? Much brain melt?"

"More than I imagined," she replied, dropping her backpack. "Can we go do something fun now?"

"That depends on how much you've studied," Rainbow said, crossing her arms.

"Enough," replied quickly.

Applejack and Rainbow exchanged amused glances as the girls finished settling in.

"By the way, Rarity texted you," Apple Bloom said suddenly, raising her head.

The multicolored girl raised an eyebrow as the farm girl turned around, surprised. "A message? I don't have her in my contacts," Applejack said, confused.

"It wasn't in writing," the younger Apple explained. "She told me to tell you that she got some fresh air."

Applejack opened her eyes, while Rainbow watched her with a raised eyebrow. "And what does that mean?" the sporty girl asked.

"It sounded weird when I heard it," Scootaloo added.

"She said you would understand," Apple Bloom insisted, shrugging her shoulders. "Did you understand?"

Applejack seemed to hesitate, opening her mouth to respond but deciding not to say anything. She looked away, muttering something under her breath. "Belle..." thought, letting out a sigh.

"Is there something you want to tell me, blondie?" Rainbow asked, crossing her arms as she looked at her suspiciously.

"Pff... ehh... I talked to her about something and I just suggested getting some fresh air. That's all," replied quickly, trying to sound casual.

"Sure..." the multicolored one said, drawing out the word as she looked at her with narrowed eyes. Before she could ask more, Applejack took the initiative.

"I think it's time to go home," said hurriedly, gathering her things and moving towards her vehicle.

Rainbow sighed and decided not to insist. "Maybe I'll ask him tomorrow," thought as they separated.

With the two younger girls staying behind "Is there something we don't know?" asked Apple Bloom, looking at Scootaloo.

"It seems so... At some point we'll go into detective mode and find out," replied with a mischievous smile.

"Maybe it's nothing like they always say," Apple Bloom said, starting to walk. "Hey, remember to tell your parents, so we can meet up tomorrow to trick or treat."

"Oh, sure. I'll get twice as much as last year!" exclaimed the magenta-haired girl excitedly.

"We'll see," her friend replied. Ending the conversation, they both headed towards their sisters' vehicle.

Early the next day, all the students, both on Side A and Side B, were ready. Today was the day of the long-awaited end to the torment of testing, at least for a few months.

The first day began with the first test. The classrooms were filled with a tense silence, mixed with concentration and nervousness. After a brief pause to rest in the courtyard, the students returned to their respective rooms to face, now yes, the final test.

Once everyone was finished, Professor Cheerilee called the attention of the class on Side A. The murmurs ceased, and the students looked at her expectantly. She smiled, infected by the general excitement, although maintaining a serious tone.

"I want to inform you of something we've been planning," announced, completely capturing the students' interest.

Apple Bloom nudged Scootaloo. "I think they're going to confirm it."

"The outing for fun," Sweetie Belle murmured, trying to hide her excitement.

"We're going on a field trip with the other classes in our grade," the teacher began. The Crusaders, like the rest of the students, leaned forward eagerly.

"But I can tell you in advance that this trip won't just be about hanging out," continued, beginning to walk slowly. "It's an educational field trip where you'll learn about history, nature, and science."

There was a mix of gasps and murmurs of surprise in the classroom.

"Oww!" the youngest Belle said with a hint of disappointment.

"At least she said it'll be fun," Scootaloo commented, trying to cheer her up.

Apple Bloom, more enthusiastically, murmured, "You're right, it will be an outing to learn new things."

"Well, at least we'll get to enjoy nature," Sweetie Belle added, trying to convince herself.

The teacher smiled at the reactions. "We're going to explore historic ruins, learn about local ecosystems, and participate in hands-on conservation activities. I hope you'll come prepared to take notes and absorb all this place has to teach you."

The excitement in the class was palpable, though tinged with curiosity.

"The place we're going is..."

The students leaned forward again. However, their expressions mixed between surprise and annoyance when the teacher finally revealed the destination and duration.

Sweetie Belle, on the other hand, looked down with a bit of sadness.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the students were relaxing in their own way after the nerves of the last test. However, one girl full of energy was hurriedly running through the halls, looking for a girl with wavy hair. She had something important to tell her about the plans she had been preparing. Luckily, she managed to find her in time.

"For a moment, I thought you were going to be on the roof until I saw you here," Pinkie said, slowing down her steps.

"Actually, I was heading there," Rarity replied, stopping. "What were you looking for me for?"

"I was thinking that, since we all just got out of tests, we could have a party!" Pinkie said, jumping up and down in excitement.

"And when would that be?" asked calmly.

"Tonight," replied with a big smile.

"Tonight?!" Rarity exclaimed. "Pinkie, do you have any idea how long it's going to take you to organize everything?"

"That's no problem for me," replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. "I've got everything planned out."

"Are you sure...? You've already thought about the place?" the seamstress asked, still surprised.

"I thought about my house, but I don't think my parents would let me... so..." Pinkie left the sentence hanging, increasing the intrigue.

"What about snacks and drinks?" Rarity asked.

"The place I booked has everything, but I asked for their DJ not to be there," the party girl said, unconcerned.

"Did you fire the DJ? So there won't be any music?" the seamstress asked, her eyes widening even more.

"That's what our DJ is for," replied, smiling.

"Their DJ?" Rarity asked, confused.

"Our friend Vinyl, or better known as DJ Pon-3."

"Is that girl who always wears headphones?"

"Exactly!" Pinkie said, nodding excitedly. "Now all that's missing is the guests."

Rarity put a hand to her forehead. "Oh, Pinkie, how are you going to spread the word about the party in such a short time?" She lowered her hand to look at her friend... but she was gone. "Pinkie?"

A few minutes after wondering where she had gone, the sounds of megaphones could be heard throughout the university.

("Greetings to all my friends, this is your faithful friend Pinkie Pie!") announced a cheerful and enthusiastic voice.

Rarity laughed softly, shaking her head. How had that possibility of an announcement from Pinkie not occurred to her? It was so typical of her, her ability to surprise everyone.

The megaphone echoed throughout the campus, bringing several students out of their conversations and studies.

("Since we all got our tests done... and tonight is Halloween, it's a perfect night for a spooky and fun party!")

Some students began to laugh while others looked at each other in surprise, turning their heads towards the sound.

("You're all invited to Pinkie Pie's Halloween Party!") announced the party girl excitedly. ("There will be a live show... yes, Flash, I'm talking to you.")

Flash and his group laughed before bumping fists in complicity.

("Snacks of your choice, drinks... if you know what I mean. Come dressed up and ready to have a blast!" Pinkie continued. ("The location is already confirmed: ***uptown, 11pm. And of course, we'll have our favorite DJ to bring the party to life!")

Vinyl smiled and raised his hand in a rock sign, while his friend Victoria gently shook her head, although she couldn't hide an amused smile.

A murmur began to spread throughout the campus. A couple of students were already taking out their phones to notify their friends, and others, surprised, began to comment on what costume they would wear.

("Remember, friends! Don't miss it! It's going to be a night... of death!") concluded, laughing in an exaggerated manner.

A wave of excitement ran through the campus. Some students cheered, while others, excited, began to plan their costumes.

Applejack smirked as she remembered how the party girl had asked her to feign surprise upon hearing the announcement, though it didn't seem to have been all that necessary.

"Well, who's in? You know Pinkie's going to rock this party," said in a cheerful tone.

"I'm sure! A Halloween party with DJ Pon-3... this is going to be epic," Rainbow said with a half-smile. She then looked at the farm girl. "And you, AJ? You're not going to pucker up, are you?"

"Of course I'm going, Dash," replied with a calm smile. "Although I'm going to watch how much you drink," thought.

Twilight lowered her head from the megaphone. "Way to announce it. Actually... even though I hadn't thought about going out tonight because I was going to go trick-or-treating with Spike, I might go. It sounds like fun."

"It's Halloween, we just finished midterms. Sometimes you just need a break," Sunset said, gently patting her shoulder. "Plus, I'm sure you'll find a last-minute costume."

"Well, I guess I'll go too... just not until too late, okay?" Fluttershy murmured, looking at everyone with a certain shyness. "I don't like very scary costumes..."

Rainbow stood beside her and gave her a gentle push with her shoulder. "The party will fly by; you won't even notice what time it is," said, winking at her in amusement.

"Maybe... now I have to think about what to wear," replied with a soft smile.

Applejack sighed. "That's true, I'll have to improvise something."

"Me too," the multicolored one added with a grimace. "I'm between something scary or something different."

"Whatever I have at home," Twilight said a little thoughtfully.

Sunset looked at the time on her phone. "It's still early. You could go downtown to look for costumes or just improvise as they say."

"While we think, let's go get Pinkie. That announcement deserves a round of applause," Rainbow said, starting to walk excitedly towards where her friend could be.

Inside the briefing room, Pinkie removed her finger from the megaphone switch with a satisfied smile. "All set." But a noise behind her caught her by surprise.

"Ahem," someone cleared their throat.

The party girl quickly turned around and found Chancellor Celestia, who was standing over her with her arms crossed.

"Chancellor!" Pinkie exclaimed, jumping up and flashing her signature wide grin. "I hope you didn't mind me using the megaphone."

Celestia looked at her with a serious expression, though there was a glint of humor in her eyes. "Miss Pie, you know very well that the PA system is reserved for official and urgent announcements, don't you?"

The party girl nodded vigorously. "Of course, Chancellor! But... what's more urgent than a Halloween party? It's an important occasion to release stress after the tests." She gave her a big smile, as if the logic of her argument was indisputable.

The older woman sighed, crossing her arms with a hint of resignation. "I know, Pinkie... and I can understand the need to relax after exams, but next time, consider that there are less... invasive ways to extend an invitation."

Pinkie smiled enthusiastically, not giving up. "Understood, Headmaster! Plus, it sounds like you wouldn't mind the idea of a party..."

Celestia arched an eyebrow and gave her a half-smile. "I'm not saying the party isn't a good idea... as long as everyone behaves and it doesn't get out of hand."

The party girl giggled and held up two fingers as if she were making an oath. "Party planner's word! It'll be a safe and super fun party."

The Headmaster let out a final sigh, with a slight smirk, and waved her out of the classroom. "Go on, Pinkie Pie. Enjoy yourself and be careful, some parties can get out of hand these days."

She nodded happily and said goodbye with a cheerful "Thank you, Principal Celestia! I promise it will be an unforgettable night... in a good way!"

As Pinkie left the classroom, Celestia was silent for a moment, shaking her head as a slight smile curved her lips. "I hope this party is as 'quiet' as it promises..." muttered before returning to her tasks.

A few steps ahead, the party girl walked through the halls, receiving enthusiastic confirmations and praise from the students she passed.

"Pinkie, I'll definitely be there!"
"You never cease to amaze us."
"That's the Pie way."

Pinkie responded with her signature smile and a slight wave of her hand as she moved forward, radiating her usual energy. As she turned a corner, she met the dressmaker, who still seemed a little surprised by the magnitude of the announcement.

"Guests, check," said with a big smile of triumph.

"I see," Rarity replied, calmer now. "From the location and time, I have to assume it's something like a pub, right?"

"Exactly!" Pinkie said, crossing her arms proudly. "I have my contacts."

"You've been mentioning parties in almost every conversation we've had. I have to assume you're very excited about them," the dressmaker commented with a hint of curiosity.

"I love them!" replied with a sparkle in her eyes. "And while this one will have drinks, I also organize parties for little kids. All kinds, really."

"Ah, it's not just that you like them, but that you organize them," Rarity said, visibly surprised.

"Yeah, over the years I've realized that it's my true passion," Pinkie said with a warm smile.

"I'm glad you found it," replied sincerely.

"Thanks. And speaking of interesting things... what mix are you going to make with your vampire costume?" the party girl asked, leaning towards her curiously.

"Vampire?" Rarity repeated, arching an eyebrow.

"Of course! I suggested you at least buy the cape for a reason. You said something about the costume not being flattering on you... or something."

"Hmm..." Rarity smirked, revealing an air of mystery.

"Oh, tell me," she begged, intrigued.

"It'll be my personal touch, but... more revealing. I just remembered that Mom was going to get rid of a blouse that would look perfect."

"Wow, sounds interesting! What else are you going to add to it?" Pinkie asked excitedly.

"You'll have to wait until tonight," Rarity replied with a mischievous smile. "But I'll have to ask my parents for permission first."

"I can't wait to see it! You're sure to be the most elegant vampire at the party," Pinkie concluded, as they both continued walking.

As they continued to walk down the halls, the praise for the party girl did not stop.

"You're a party genius, Pinkie!"
"You always know how to liven up the party atmosphere."
"I can't wait for the night to come!"

Pinkie continued to respond with a bright smile, raising her hand in a friendly gesture whenever someone called her. As she walked a little further, both she and Rarity came across the other girls, who were chatting away.

"Ah, there they are!" the multicolored one exclaimed, raising a hand in greeting. "We were wondering where you were."

"Getting everything ready! What did you think of the announcement?" the party girl asked, her hands on her hips and a smile radiating confidence.

"You rocked it, as usual," Rainbow replied, giving her a high five.

"And it seems like everyone on campus is already talking about the party," Sunset added, pointing to a group of students who seemed to be excitedly discussing their costumes.

"I know, I know. It's Pinkie power," Pinkie said, bringing a hand to her chest dramatically.

"Well, I've already decided to go," Twilight said, adjusting her glasses. "I won't be staying late, though, of course."

"I'm going too," Fluttershy said with a shy smile. "Although I'm still thinking about what costume to wear... something not too scary, I hope."

"I'm sure you'll find something you like," Applejack commented, giving her a sympathetic look.

"So, we're all in, right?" Sunset asked, looking at the group.

"Yeah, and also..." Pinkie turned to her side, but her expression froze at the empty space. "Huh...?"

"What's wrong?" Farm Girl asked, noticing her bewilderment.

"It's just that Rarity was here with me..." replied, frowning slightly.

The girls looked around, searching for the dressmaker, until they finally saw her walking away down the hall with calm steps.

"Maybe I got too excited talking to the girls and she felt left out," Pinkie thought with a small sigh.

"I thought she'd stay to talk for a bit," Twilight thought, watching her walk away.

"I wonder if she understood the assessment she got without a problem," Sunset thought, crossing her arms.

"Is she going too?" Rainbow thought, frowning slightly as she looked at her.

"Will there ever be a chance to talk?" Fluttershy thought, a slight hint of nostalgia in her gaze.

Applejack remained silent, keeping her thoughts about the dressmaker well-guarded.

For her part, Rarity continued walking, lost in her own thoughts. She thought about the party, about the girls' comments, and how, despite them confirming that they would attend, the distance between them was still present.

"Maybe at the party I'll thank Twilight and Sunset one last time," thought with a small smile. "And if the chance comes, we can talk."

After hours had passed, at the Belle house, Rarity was having dinner with her family while occasionally looking away at the clock on the wall.

"Anything to tell, girls?" Cookie asked curiously.

"Uh... I have a field trip," Sweetie Belle said, somewhere between happy and somewhat sad.

"And why that face?" asked Hondo, arching an eyebrow.

"Is it the fun trip you mentioned?" Rarity chimed in, interested.

"Yes, but in the end it won't be as fun as we thought with the Crusaders," replied, lowering her gaze a little.

"Will it be something educational? Well, that's good too; that way they don't stray too far from their studies," her mother commented in a practical tone.

"Ah, I see... is that why you're a little discouraged?" her father asked empathetically.

"A little, yes..." Sweetie Belle murmured, looking at her plate. "It's just that the trip..."

"Worried that we won't give you any presents?" Cookie joked, trying to cheer her up.

"It's more because you're going on a trip too," the younger said, casting a quick glance at her sister.

"Do you have a date for your business trip yet?" Rarity asked, interested in the topic.

"We don't know for sure yet, but it'll probably be in November, returning in December," Hondo replied.

"We'll probably arrive by the second week of December," Cookie added, resting her chin on her hands. "It's not confirmed yet, though."

"We'll have the decorations ready by the time you arrive," the eldest promised, giving a smile to Sweetie Belle, who responded with a forced smile.

"Yeah..." the younger murmured, still somewhat dejected.

Rarity looked at the time again.

"Anything to tell, Rarity? You've been looking at the clock," her mother commented, with a hint of suspicion. "Unless the tests are posted today."

"Huh? No, I don't know when they'll be posted yet. Maybe next week," replied, trying hard to sound casual.

"Is it to go trick-or-treating with your sister?" asked Hondo, looking at her curiously.

"Go out, yes, but... not with Sweetie," Rarity murmured, searching for the words.

"Ah, I see," Sweetie Belle said, with a hint of sadness. "You're not old enough for that anymore."

"Well... maybe a little," she admitted, looking away.

"Honey, just say it," Cookie insisted with a smile.

Rarity sighed. "I was invited to a Halloween party."

"Oh! Can I go?" the younger girl asked excitedly.

"I don't think you can..." her sister replied.

"Why not?" insisted, with a mix of hope and frustration.

"It's for college students," explained calmly.

Cookie nodded. "It's not a place for you, Sweetie Belle."

"But why not?" Sweetie Belle protested, crossing her arms.

"It's for adults, Sweetie."

Cookie sighed and turned to her eldest daughter. "Well, since you've finished your exams, I see no problem with you enjoying a different night."

"Thank you, mother," said, surprised and relieved.

The youngest Belle grimaced. "And who am I going out with? The Crusaders and Spike?"

"And who do you think we are, princess?" her father replied humorously. "Get ready, we're leaving at 9."

Sweetie Belle smiled, her eyes lighting up.

Rarity looked at the clock again. "My party starts at about 11."

"So late!" Cookie commented. "I guess you'll be late."

"Possibly."

Her mother stared at her. "I hope you control yourself this time."

"Mother, I always behave."

"And that girl's nose at the last party?" Hondo asked, arching an eyebrow.

"That girl criticized my outfit, then threw liquor at me and called me a slut!" Rarity exclaimed, remembering. "But how was I supposed to know she was that guy's girlfriend if they weren't even together?" asked, raising her hands in defense.

Sweetie Belle raised her head. "S...?"

"Oh! Look how delicious these cookies are!" Rarity exclaimed quickly, popping one into her sister's mouth before she could finish the word.

Her parents cleared their throats.

"Sorry... I just let it slip," she said, somewhat embarrassed. Then she thought back a bit more. "And Rainbow said I couldn't defend myself like that... but it hurt pretty bad. I guess it hurt her too."

"Be more careful," her father said, pointing at the younger girl, who was chewing on the cookie. "But I see your point. Just try to behave."

Rarity laughed, trying to look relaxed. "I will."

"Well, let's get ready," her mother said, standing up.

"Mother, do you still have that silk blouse you said you were going to throw away and the one you showed me once?"

"Yes, I think so. Do you want to wear it?" Cookie asked, somewhat surprised.

"But child, won't it be a little small for you?" Hondo added.

Rarity smiled mischievously. "I think it's perfect."

"No, no, you're not going to go like I think I think," her father said, crossing his arms.

"It's just a costume with some adjustments," the seamstress said with a half-smile.

"I would protest, but our daughter is old enough to choose what she wears," Cookie said. "Besides, it's not like she wears it every day, right?"

"Exactly. It's just a personal touch for today."

"Is it so bad to wear a costume of your own style?" Sweetie Belle asked, cocking her head.

"Child, you wouldn't understand now," Hondo said, shaking his head disapprovingly. "Fine, but watch out for boys."

"Yes, Dad," replied amused.

"Come on, princess, the minutes fly by when you're distracted," Hondo said to Sweetie Belle, as Rarity followed her mother to inspect the old blouse.

Author's Note

• Hello everyone, how are you? As I said, here is the second translated chapter, now all that's missing is the next one, which I'll bring in the next few days.

• I don't want to go into too much detail about the days of the midterms.

• Without realizing it, I made an interesting parallel: before, Applejack used the vending machine as an excuse to avoid seeing Rarity's family (and Rarity, although she wasn't there at the time). Now, she uses the vending machine as an excuse to get closer.