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The Return of Party Horse

In outer space on the planet called The Salt Lick, ponies are partying all around, including Party Horse 42699. A female horse taps him and points to the exit. Outside the club, She gives him her necklace, waves him goodbye and leaves. Party Horse 42699 fell on his legs.

~Time Skip~

"We did it, dudes! We mowed the entire lawn without taking a single break! You wanna go get some lunch?" Mordecai asked. "Yeah, sure." (Y/n) said. "Aw yea-uh, I do! Nothing on Earth's gonna stop us from getting some lunch! Huh?" They see a spacecraft falling out of the sky and lands on the lawn, creating a big hole. "Party Horse!" They walk towards it as they chant. "Party, party, party, party, party, par..." the spacecraft opens. "Huh?" The trio asked. Party Horse 42699 sniffles. "Oh, Chrissy!" He cries. Later at the house, he is lying on the couch, and (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby are standing there. "UUUUUUGGGHHH!" He cried. "Dude, what happened to you?" Mordecai asked. "Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked softly.

"Chrissy happened, man, she dumped me, and she'll probably never talk to me again." He replied. "That's rough." (Y/n) said. "What went wrong?" Rigby asked. "Augh! It's all her dad's fault. He's always telling her my partying is "compulsive" and that I'm a "danger to myself and others." I tried to talk to my bros on Party Horse Planet for advice, but they just duct taped me to a flagpole and put my underwear down. After that, I came to Earth hoping you dudes can help me." Party Horse 42699 said. "Wooooaaaaahhhh..." the trio said. "Uh, don't worry, dude, we'll help you get your girlfriend back." Mordecai said. "You will?" Party Horse 42699 asked.

"It's easy, you just gotta get something nice to show her you care about her." (Y/n) said. "Yeah, man, the mall has like 20 stores that only sells stuff for guys who need to apologize to their girlfriends. With our help, you'll be back in the saddle in no time." Rigby agreed. "Dude, saddle jokes, not cool." Later at the mall, Party Horse 42699 is partying in a dress store with a disco ball, in a sunscreen store with two bottles of sunscreen, and in a clothes store with three purses and in a pet store with a bird. Later they're in the spacecraft in the hole.

Party Horse 42699 is carrying flowers, a box of chocolates and jewelry. "Thanks a lot for your help, guys. Sorry you can't ever go back to that mall again." He said. "Eh, you only ruined like seven stores with your partying." Rigby said. "Good luck, man. Let us know how it goes." (Y/n) said. "Oh, you know I will!" He gets into his spacecraft and leaves as (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby cough. "Chrissy's gonna love those presents." Rigby said. "Yeah, you can't go wrong with jewelry, flowers and chocolate, every guy knows that." Mordecai said. They look around the hole. "Benson's gonna be really mad about this hole." Rigby said, and (Y/n) sighs. "I'll get the shovels." She said.

8 Hours Later

They finished digging up the hole. "And done." (Y/n) said. " Phew! Now like I was saying before about lunch, nothing on Earth is gonna..." Rigby said. The spacecraft comes back, creating another big hole as Mordecai and Rigby scream; the spacecraft opens, confetti shoots out and Party Horse 42699 comes out. "Okay... you REALLY gotta stop saying that." (Y/n) said. "Dudes! Chrissy did not like the presents!" Party Horse 42699 shouted. "But every guy knows you can't go wrong with jewelry, flowers and chocolate." Mordecai said. "I repeat, the presents were a major fail. She said that stuff is what guys think girls want and all those presents did was prove I was thinking about some generic idea of a girl, and not her specifically." Party Horse 42699 said.

"Whoa..."  Mordecai said. "That's so complicated." Rigby said. "After Chrissy negged on your prezzos, I panicked and made her a mixtape of dope party jams called "Bass in Your Face,"  and for some reason, that was a bust, too." Party Horse 42699 said. "But that sounds like a really good mix." Mordecai said. "Uh-nuh, duh! Augh!" Party Horse 42699. "Sorry, buddy. I guess we need a female prospective if we're gotta crack this nut you call Chrissy. (Y/n)?" Rigby asked, turning to her.