CHAPTER 15

 

The Rockin’ Ponypalooza Party!

Just inside the front entrance, Applejack was working the cider and apple rock cake booth. “Come get ’em! Apple rock cakes! Pie family secret recipe!” she hollered to the crowds. She really didn’t need to try very hard to sell them. Cloudy Quartz had helped her with the recipe, and the cakes were delicious. So far, the concertgoers were buying them faster than Applejack could dish them out! They’d already sold two whole batches, and the show hadn’t even started yet. “Giddyup, Apple Bloom! Bring out another batch!”

“Got it, sis!” the little filly replied with an excited smile, and ran off to do as she was told. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo followed her. “We’ll help, too!”

Near the stage, Rainbow Dash was pumping up the crowd with some awesome Wonderbolt-style tricks. She dived into a barrel roll and flew right above the hundreds of ponies. Then she landed on the stage and hoof-bumped a white pony with a blue streaked mane and sunglasses. It was none other than DJ Pon-3, who was busy spinning some beats to get the party started on her turntable.

Suddenly, a couple of Coldhay’s road-ponies burst through the crowd and ran toward the stage.

“Go for Casper!” a white stallion in a headset shouted, and was quickly followed by a young zebra doing the same. “Go for Razzi! T minus three minutes to showtime! Let’s go, everypony!” Whispers of excitement rippled through the crowd, and everypony stamped their hooves on the ground.

The sun was just starting to set over Ponyville as Pinkie Pie’s balloon floated down onto the stage. DJ Pon-3 transitioned to a new song as Pinkie hopped out of the basket.

“Fillies and gentlecolts of Equestria!” Pinkie Pie shouted into her megaphone. “I’m Pinkie Pie, and I’m here to welcome you to… the first annual Pinkie Pie Family Rock Farm Ponypalooza Party!” The ponies went wild with cheers. Pinkie bounced and flipped all over the stage. “Let me ask you this: Do you love rocks?! I know I do!” Pinkie screamed into the megaphone. The crowd started chanting rock over and over. “Wahooooooo! Are you ready to rock?!”

“Yeah!” the crowd yelled back.

“All right, let’s goooooo! Please welcome Canterlot’s very own… COLDHAY!!!!” Pinkie Pie welcomed the band and waved to the crowd as she exited.

By the end of the night, it was Pinkie’s name that the ponies were all chanting. It was the most fun she’d ever had—because she was being herself and nopony else. It rocked.