Snickers smiles wistfully as he listens to Foxglove, idly reclining in a chair a few feet to her right. After a moment, he looks at her with a thoughtful expression. "Would you care for some hot cocoa?" he asks. "Or some cookies?"

Uncle Flapjack slowly begins to sneak over towards the stairs. He knows he shouldn't be around for this. "Er, night y'all..." he waves a wing at them. "See y'all on the 'morrow..."


(Okay maybe not quite END OF PONY DAY yet... )