The Main 7?

"Well," Pinkie Pie exclaimed. "Here it is! Your new temporary home!" Pinkie and Derpy walked into Sugarcube Corner, where they were greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Cake.

"Hello, Pinkie!" said Mrs. Cake. "I see you've brought a friend with you."

"Hey, Mrs. Cake," said Pinkie. "This is Derpy. She's from Cloudsdale. Her house was infested with parasprites, and I was wondering if she could stay here for a bit. She won't be rude, crude, or disruptive!"

"Ahem," said Derpy.

"Well," said Pinkie. "Not too disruptive, at least."

"Well, Derpy, I think that staying here would be a great idea, you just have to either pay rent or work here for a bit to pay us off, like Pinkie." explained Mr. Cake.

"Oh, well, I don't really have any money right now." said Derpy.

"Oooh! That means you can work here! This will be great! You'll love working at Sugarcube Corner!" exclaimed Pinkie. "It's sooo much super duper fun!" Pinkie was bouncing up and down, smiling like a lunatic.

"I guess...." said Derpy. "I can work here. If it's as much fun as Pinkie makes it out to be, that is. And I won't try to be bothersome, but..... I kinda have.... I dunno, maybe it's a medical condition or something, but I'm just really, ya know, 'derpy'.

"Oh, it's ok Derpy. No judgements here!" said Mrs. Cake.

"Well, actually we do judge on how sweet the food is here. It's a rule that nothing can't be not too sweet." said Pinkie.

"Wait... what?"

"I dunno! C'mon Derpy, I'll show you around!"