Now that we are back in Ponyville this late afternoon, I have been approached for a unique request. It seems that the resident chapter of the Party ponies would like to hold a Giving Festival on the 9th. This would however, entail cooperation from the two of us, in order to arrange the stars and the moon into the harvest state. The Giving Festival traditionally falls on the Harvest Moon, a sign of the autumn harvests as well as the Running of the Leaves later this fall. And thus being said, we would like to sponsor it with the gains from a previous venture.

If you would be so kind to aid us in our preparations, harvest foods and games will need to be set up in Ponyville for the day in question, as well as entertainment and other foods. A specialized brand of Moon Dumplings will be crafted as well, for when the Harvest Moon rises that evening.

Let us hope for a better fall, than it has been for our summer.

That being said, a second wave of enchanted t-shirts are available for this occasion. Feel free to order them.

So I gotta say, this isn't my phone, but it's a heck of a lot cooler than my usual stuff. A magic scroll, who'd have thought?

HELLO EQUESTRIA! I'm Gentarou Kisaragi and I'm going to my friends with every single one of you! There's no need to be coy, or shy or anything! I'll just make friends with you no matter what, who or if you're anypony at all. That's just how I do things.

So I gotta ask, is friendship really the most powerful force in this world? If it is, then everyone and I are alike. Check this out. [And he held up the FourzeDriver in his hoof.] See this? This is my bond with the rest of my buds. I made friends with the Fourze Driver and you can too!

You're thinking this is a weird looking piece of plastic right? Well, I made friends with the driver too. Even if some of the Astroswitches aren't with me right now, the symbol of my friendship is with me!

So! What's all of your stories? It sounds like this place has gone through some difficulty. C'mon, lets hear some. There's no secrets between buds and you're all mine now!

Okay so. I'm a pony now.

No, no need to explain things, I can see where this is going. There were ponies back where I came from and this is kind of old hat. I just wish I wasn't four-legged now instead of having hands. I guess the magic comes easily enough when I'm writing, it's no harder than writing.

I just want to know how long people have been here and if people recognize the name Mayfield. Other than that, I'll just find my own place to go.

[Later on, you can find Ako hanging around the school with the other fillies. There isn't much she's doing other than watching the kids go to class, and well, yeah. She's contemplating as her Fairy Tones hover around her protectively, as much as tiny crystal fairies can.

Holding up her Heart Tone Key in her hoof, she sighed.]

Well, better make a first impression. Otherwise I think Granny back home would throw a fit.

[Approaching the nearest pony, she cleared her throat.] Hi.

[Pinkie seems hesitant today, very unusually so for her, and she paws idly at the ground for a few seconds before speaking. This isn't something she normally does.]

So, uh...I was kinda thinking. Last time, when one of my friends died, we had a...you know, a goodbye party. To say goodbye, I mean. I guess it wasn't too much of a party really... [Except for the part where 90s Kid came back to life. But she waited this long, and she thinks by now it's not going to happen again.] But if you guys want, I'll set one up for Nemo. You don't have to do a thing, I'll take care of it all.

If you don't wanna, though, that's okay! We don't have to talk about it or anything.

The scroll shows a dark pink pony, her ears drooping.

"Hey Ponyville. My name's Mako. Some of you may know me, some of you may not. I dunno. I haven't really been very involved lately. Spent a lot of time in the Everfree looking at Timber Wolves."

At this, she heaves a sigh and looks uncomfortable.

"See, here's the thing: back home, I was kind of a big deal. On the fast track to become the youngest official Professor in the history of Unova, even. And I got there by my own efforts and knowing exactly what I was capable of. And then I showed up here, and now I'm stuck in a strange body, blah blah blah we're all in the same boat. I guess what I'm trying to say is...I don't know my limitations anymore, and I was kind of trying to run away from that."

With that, she hangs her head and apologizes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't give anyone a chance to really know me, and just went off and did stupid things on my own. To all the ponies that reached out to me anyway, I'm sorry that I ignored your kindness. From now on, I promise that I'll stop running."

[This opens to two identical-looking ponies. Same face and everything. Although it just so happens that one of them is (only very) slightly taller, has wings and a horn and is wearing a crown and dress and the other has neither. The one with the jewelry is first to speak.]

I am Princess Twilight Sparkle, and having been remiss of making a public introduction this way since the incident began, something has come up that I would like to address.

Even though I am a Princess of Equestria you don't really need to treat me as if I'm different from other ponies. Some of you know this already. I came into my position only recently, and I'd like to learn how to best fill it slowly rather than being thrust into it.

That being said, there’s something else the both of us need to discuss as well.

[This is when the unicorns speaks up.]

There’s been a lot of confusion stemming from telling us apart...and it’s perfectly understandable! Given that some ponies now have doubles, this was bound to happen. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m not the Twilight Sparkle native to this Equestria. In fact, I’m not even a princess; I come from long before that point in time...but that’s beside the point. Despite only one of us having a crown and a matching pair of wings, there’s no need to feel as though you need to treat either of us any differently from other ponies. We’re just as confused about this entire scenario as you are, but we’re willing to help out in any way we can.

[Princess Twilight retakes the floor.]

That being said, I’m also interested in the circumstances that those of you not from Equestria, or even not from this Equestria, have been pulled away from. It may not help you return home, provided that’s what you want to do, but I don’t want to miss a chance like this, so stop by the library if you feel like answering some questions.

[Once again, Johnny decides to make use of this curious little scroll. He's pretty sure someone can answer his question...]

Ah, ha! There we go... now then. I hope you're all having a wonderful day, and I'm sorry to interrupt any activities you may have been doing. I must admit, I've been... enjoying my time here.

I have to ask a question, so I hope you'll forgive my ignorance.

The curious little marks I've seen on others. What are they?

[He leans back a bit, tapping at his chin.]

I suppose it would have been better to have asked a long while back, but then it never crossed my mind.

I don't know what's worse. Being away from my friends or being stuck in this tacky castle.

My dear ponies, JUST LOOK AT THIS HORRIBLE ROOM!

[She steps aside to show everyone the her "horrible chambers". It was a rather luxurious (and extremely over the top) room. Fully carpeted with her own personal bathroom and a well organized work area where she had a few dresses already in the making. At the center of the room was a circular platform which had a rather large circle canopy bed on it and to the side, there was a desk covered with sketches.

Everything had been changed from red and gold to light and dark shades of purple. It looked like the room one would expect Rarity to love, but it still wasn't home.]

I don't want to be here...Someone take me away from this horrible place.

Hyaaa ha ha ha! Tremble in terror, Equestria! I, the almighty Overlord Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos, have kidnapped one of your own! Even as I speak, your most skilled fashion designer is my prisoner! Let the terror sink in as you realize that Rarity is at my mercy, subject to the full evil of the Overlord--

Zetta, do come look at these magnificent designs I've drawn up to modernize this dreadful castle.

What-- I'm BUSY AT THE MOMENT!

Now now, fashion waits for nopony!

LATER! [The Overlord clears his throat.] Erm. Right, um... TREMBLE WITH FEAR, knowing that Rarity will remain my prisoner forever--

AND SO WILL I!

YOU'RE NOT MY PRISONER! WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!

Because you kidnapped me! Remember?

NO! I did NOT! YOU'RE NOT WELCOME HERE!

You see? Here I am in his castle! Such evil he's doing to me! HE LOVES DOING EVIL! HE LOVES TORTURING ME!

That's it! You're going in the closet!

No, Zetta! Don't put her in the closet! She'll rumple the linen!

[The angry stomping of hooves precedes the sound of a door opening.]

AWW! You FOUND me!

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY CLOSET?!

I WAS hiding. But now I'm it and it's your turn to hide!

YOU GET OUT OF THERE! YOU GET IN THERE!

Hey! She can't hide in there! I already KNOW she's there!

Why not simply forget, Pinkie? Then it will be like finding her all over again.

GREAT IDEA!

This isn't a ga-- oh holy crap, is this thing still on?!

[The scroll audio cuts off for a minute. When it comes back on, it's a moment of furtive if audible silence, then the Overlord clears his throat again.]

If you want your precious Rarity back, you'll have to brave the depths of the Everfree Forest, battle my minion army, and then withstand the full wrath of an Overlo--

[A sharp WHAM, the noise of a door violently hitting the wall, precedes a familiar voice.]

I FOUND YOOOOOOU! He was up in the TOWER, girls!

Really, I don't know how he stands it. That tower simply cries out for curtains.

Tell them about the EVIL you're doing to me!

[The Overlord's strangled cry of agony is mercifully cut off by the scroll deactivating.]

[Hmph. Just because Zuko didn't know how to build a house didn't mean he couldn't do it. He just needed... some ideas.]

I'm looking for someone called Apple. I need to build a house that is spacious enough to house me, and I was told that he was the best place to start. I can build it myself and I can pay in gems; all I need is a simple layout and floorplan.

[He was clearly annoyed with having to ask for help, but it seemed inevitable. Best to get it over with quickly.]

(OTA, though he does have a goal in mind ♥)

[Johnny stood in front of the scroll, tilting his head every now and again. Once in a while, he'd give it a gentle poke with his... muzzle. He was only trying to make sense of the thing that was in front of him.]

Now then, what to do with you?

[It didn't take too long, before he realized what the scroll's use was for.]

Well, isn't that clever! Now then...I should be using this to make a call out to those I know...

Excuse me, for interrupting your daily lives. I understand that I'm now a small talking equine, but I'm rather curious as to why... No, that's not right. Perhaps it would only be polite of me to make an introduction.

My name is Johnny. Try not to forget the name, hm?

[A pause...]

So, might someone be so kind as to tell me what's going on? This isn't exactly the town I recall from yesterday...

[The scroll opens with a special sparkle as a pure white pony with a flawless purple mane is seen, batting her eyelashes at the viewers]

There's no time for introductions right now since we have very important business to attend to, my dear foreign ponies. I heard from a little bird that there are ponies out there who are having gala related problems and I would like to take it upon myself to help you poor creatures while there's still time.

Come to my boutique and I'll whip something up for you. Think if it as a "welcome to ponyville and have fun at the gala" present.

As for my dear, dear friends...I may have already finished some dresses for you girls.

Okay, I'm in a sticky situation now, and I'm not just talking about all the tree sap.

[Karrin's eyes narrow, and even from the two-dimensional image of the scroll, her irritation is tangible.]

So. Much. Tree sap.

I can't possibly be this bad at getting a job. I mean, sure, I've been working at my life calling and career for over two decades, but I have skills beyond being a police officer and martial artist!

Maybe it's been a while since the last time I had to fill out a job application, but it's not like the song and dance really changes - you dress up a bit (still only seen a handful of the natives put on clothing more than once or twice, setting aside that one purple-haired unicorn shopkeeper), talk about your strengths and weaknesses and why you're a perfect fit for the job blah blah blah...

Three kitchen fires. Five glue incidents. Six incidents that ended with ponies getting things stuck in their eyes. Eight incidents that ended in near violence. And no less than fourteen incidents involving tree sap.

[At this point, Karrin reaches over and physically shakes the scroll in vexation. The veins of her eyes are clearly visible.]

HOW, I ASK, DID TREE SAP GET INTO THAT BUCKET OF PAINT!? HOW?!

[Deep, calming breath. The scroll is put down again.]

Anyways, I'm at my wits end, and I can't mooch off of Blossomforth forever - does anyone have any odd jobs for some...-pony... who's down on her luck? I don't have a lot of strength, seeing as how the universe decided it'd be hilarious to stick me in a body even shorter than the one I'm used to, but I work hard and can stick to my guns.

Anybody?

...Any... pony?

(Adapting back to life in Ponyville...it wasn't easy. Technically, this was her first time in the small, lively town, but that didn't stop her from remembering her time here. Those memories she treasured and the assurance of Twilight still being here to make more memories gave her the strength to persevere through Mayfield.

...What she didn't count on was living with her. The only one who was hesitant about it was the unicorn, who, even days after voicing her concerns to Twilight, Celestia, Zecora and several others, was still uncertain of what the future would hold. After all, Mayfield forced her to expect the worst out of times and going back to her simple, almost ideal life, would take significantly more than a week. Could she ever get readjusted? Will she spend the rest of her days looking over her shoulder? Will Princess Twilight...

...No. She needed to silence those thoughts. They kept her from thinking straight, they kept her worrying and she would get nothing done if she let all of that weigh her down. Even if it only lasted a while, she needed to get her mind off of her doubts; she needed balance...

...And at the same time, she needed to practice her lessons from Patchouli. After all, if she could find balance in the elements of nature, then what's a little inner peace by comparison?

Twilight made for Ponyville's outskirts, a fair distance away from town where things were relatively quite and peaceful. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and her horn began to glow with a purple aura. Five orbs of magic appeared around her -- red, blue, green, yellow and silver -- each emitting a faint glow as they orbit the unicorn. As she was slowly lifted into the air, a familiar voice echoed in her head:

"Trust your instincts..."

A deep breath...then an exhale. The orbs all turn green as a collection of small, grass-shaped magic bullets begin to dance around Twilight. Gracefully they twirl and skate around the unicorn, guided only by the wind. The orbs turn red and those little leaves are set ablaze. Just as they did before, the embers rhythmically rotate around her before before they fall to ashes and to the ground.

With the orbs glowing yellow, the ashes return to the air as pebbles and specks of dirt, chasing after each other in an orchestrated pattern. As the orbs' color transition into silver, bits of the rock and dirt break away, revealing the bits of shimmering metal within. The sunlight reflects off of their surface as they proceed without worry or hesitation. The metal bits are soon engulfed in water as the orbs shift to blue. The droplets swirl around Twilight, doing what's most natural to them and letting the world around them guide their every action. The clear spheres of water, just as suddenly as they appeared, fall to the ground as rain. The orbs then turn green and the grass swirls around the unicorn once more.

The pattern repeats from there as Twilight cycles through the five elements. Curious ponies wondering what she's doing or how she's doing it can certainly approach and ask. She's keeping the number of projectiles to a minimum and even then, she's restricting them to her immediate proximity.)

[Sometime after the ponies wake up, scrolls and quills suddenly start raining from the sky. Don't worry, its not the ponypocalypse, its just a squadron of flying white ponies dropping them from above.

Once everyone receives one, the scrolls suddenly glow and come to life, its surface revealing the visage of a large white alicorn with rainbow hair and a golden crown, sitting on a large, velvet-upholstered throne. She has a calm, reassuring, regal smile on her face as she speaks, though those who know her better can see the light of worry and concern in her eyes.]

Good afternoon, newponies! I am Princess Celestia.

I've heard of your arrival in Ponyville and of some of the more interesting stories that have come from it. We're...not certain how this phenomenon has occurred, but we here at the royal castle will put our efforts into solving this mystery, and I hope you will help us out as we wish to help you out!

Rest assured, no harm will come to you. Nor, as some of you have worried, are we holding you against your will. On the contrary, you're free to move about Equestria as you please, be it through Ponyville, Los Pegasus or anywhere in between. I only request that you use the scrolls we have provided you to check in from time to time, so that we know where you might be when we figure out the solution to this current situation.

If you have any questions, you are free to ask them of me. If I am not available - and, I will admit, there are times when I can be quite busy - there are many other ponies willing to help you, including the other princesses of Equestria. We are all in this together, after all.

[And then she smiles a little more. Its a much more relaxed smile. The concern is still there, of course.]

But, in the meantime, I'd also like to get to know all of you! I always like to meet new people, after all. I hear we even have a dragon?