The Ending Of The End

Something Strange Is Going On

*in the streets of Canterlot they're are barely any ponies out making it look like Canterlot is a ghost town as Rarity, Elusive, Fluttershy, Butterscotch, Twilight, Dusk, Spike, and Barbra walk around the shops*

*Rarity and Elusive stop at a thread shop*

Rarity- *excited* So, two stops for the final pre- coronation details!

Elusive- *happily* First, to pick out the accents for your apres-hors d'oevres gown and suit...

*Twilight and Dusk share a smile*

Twilight- *playfully* Is that before or after the royal marshmallow-eating contest gown and suit?

Rarity/Elusive- *looks at them frantically* WHAT?! We haven't made those yet! *the two frantically rustle through their saddlebags*

Dusk- *reassures them* It's okay, you two. She was just joking.

Twilight- *playfully giggles*

*Rarity and Elusive nearly pass out but Fluttershy and Butterscotch catch them and lightly fan them with their wings*

Spike- *impressed* Joking. The day of your coronation?

Barbra- *chuckles* You two have come a long way.

Twilight/Dusk- *smiles calmly*

*Fluttershy and Butterscotch nuzzle birds who are tweeting happily*

Fluttershy- *smiles* Well, I think it's wonderful. And so do the birds. They loved hanging the coronation decorations.

Butterscotch- *smiles* That's our next stop, by the way. To get them some thank you berries for helping.

Twilight/Dusk- *nods*

*Sea Swirl is looking down and not paying attention and bumps into the group and is startled*

*the eight look in concern*

Elusive- *to her in concern* Goodness, are you alright?

Sea Swirl- *gets up quickly and notices Twilight and Dusk and bows* So sorry, your majesties. *in a hurry* Congratulations, on the coronation! *rushes off*

*the six look at each other in concern*

Rarity- *concerned* She sure seems to be in a hurry. *she tries to enter the thread shop but the door is locked* Huh?

Elusive- *admits* That's odd. They look open. *he tries knocking*

*the door slightly opens to reveal Lemon Hearts*

Lemon- *rather direct and on edge* What do you want?

Rarity- *direct* Well, this being a thread shop, and me being a mare who needs gold thread...

Lemon- *unamused*

Elusive- *steps up* We thought we might buy some?

*Lemon frowns and shoves the spool of thread through the mail slot*

Lemon- *frowns* Put the bits in the mail slot. *slams the door*

*the eight look in shock*

Rarity- *puts the bits in the mail slot and gets the thread*