The Honeymoon

Calla pondered it for a moment. There was just so much to do, so many things to see...

"I'm actually pretty hungry," she said after a moment. "Think we could get a bite to eat?"

It really was beautiful. They had timed it just right for the fair, miraculously, and the city was alight with happy crystal ponies, lights that bounced off the crystal buildings in ways almost unimaginable, and the perfect pony with whom she had to share the experiences.

Calla had a fleeting thought. She wondered if her old friend Rosie was here, laughing and dancing in the streets, but she shook off the thought almost immediately. There was no way. She was probably off Faust knows where, drowning her sorrows at a bar.

She shook off the thought and returned to the world.

Brawny Hooves nodded and looked around for a food stand. Everything was so exotic to him. If he had known a place like this existed, he would have moved here a long time ago. But an Earth Pony living among Crystal Ponies is a bit odd. But then again, Crystal Ponies are basically shiny Earth Ponies. Just dump some glitter on him and he's good to go.

Brawny trotted up to a fruit salad stand. He didn't see many of that down in Ponyville. Must be what Crystal Ponies usually ate.

"Ah, two fruit salads, please."

"That'll be twenty bits sir."

Brawny sifted around a sack a bits. "Oh buck, I only have ten. Calla, do you have some on you?"

Calla chuckled.

"You think I wasn't going to be prepared?" she asked. "We do have a joint bit account, now, and it's me you're talking about."

She hoofed over the bits and walked with Brawny over to the only empty picnic table in the area.

"It really is nice here," she commented, taking a bite of the juicy fruit. "This stuff is really good, too. I can't believe we don't have these kinds of fruits in Ponyville."