"What did you just call me...?"

"Your highness. I suppose you're wondering why."

Pinkie simply nodded while Rainbow gave him a somewhat fierce stare.

"I assume you know what happened to your friends, if so I'm utterly sorry for reminding yo-"

"Skip to the point."

"Alright. As you already know, Equestria needs a new ruler and...well...you both are the heir."

"What!? But we can't be princesses! For buck sakes, when we're we even heirs?! What happened to Prince Blueblood?"

"Good question, your highn-"

"Don't. Call. Us. That..." she threatened. "My apologies. Anyway, before Princess Twilight...passed away...she had requested that somepony from the mane 6 will be the heir. If I'm not mistaken, that meeting she organised a few weeks ago was going to be used to discuss the topic. Unfortunately, that didn't happen due to obvious reasons. As for your second question, Princess Twilight had said Prince Blueblood wasn't a very suitable heir once. However..." he trailed off.

"However?"

"One of you will have to...tie the knot with him."

"What do you mean?" Pinkie Pie murmured. "It's quite...self-explanatory."

"Y-You're saying that we have to marry him?" Pinkie Pie murmured, getting a node in response. "No! I refuse to..." Dash cringed mid-sentence. "Marry that selfish son of a b-"

"You'll get used to it. We shall give you a few weeks or maybe months to adjust to the royal life. Then, you'll have to decide."

"But-" the pink mare started only to get cut off. "I'm sorry, but you have no choice."

"Don't worry, I'm sanguinely sure you'll fit right in," he assured. "Now come..." he called, heading to a carriage outside of Sugarcube Corner.

The two friends exchanged their worried looks before following him. "But I have to tell Mrs. Cakes. She'd be awfully worried if I didn't." Pinkie informed the guard. "Go on but hurry, your highness," he replied, making the pink pony gallop back into the building. "I thought I told you to stop calling us that."

"My apologies, your highn- I mean, Princess Rainbow."

"Just call me Rainbow, would you?" the cyan pegasus spat bitterly as she sat in the carriage, waiting for her pink friend. "Done!" Pinkie skipped out of the store. She didn't seem affected by this, in fact she was acting...happy.

Before they knew it, the carriage was soaring through the night sky. Pinkie stared out with utter glee, as the wind flew through her bright pink hair. "Isn't this fun, Dashie?"

"Not really."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just...I rather fly myself...if y'know what I mean."

"Y-yeah I do. But it's still fun! You know, if I were a pegasus, I'd prefer flying like this more."

"Why's that?" Dash asked.

"Because then I'd be flying next to you and you won't be able to fly away from me...like you always do..." she whispered, her face turning into a shade of red.